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How does one make sense, after all, of an event where you can see Ashton Kutcher directly in the path of an onrushing Donald Rumsfeld? Where Michael Bloomberg regales you with an account of sitting in on the congas at a recent fundraising concert in a Puerto Rican restaurant—and tops that off with a reminiscence of his impromptu dance performance on a Dominican Republican tarmac? Could it be that, in the age of Obama the DC–Hollywood glitzeratti —described by Ann Curry, without a note of irony, in a fundraising appeal at the Tammy Haddad brunch that kicks off the weekend’s frenetic networking, as “the most powerful people on the planet”—just aren’t taking themselves all that seriously?
More from Ken Silverstein:
Commentary — July 25, 2012, 2:20 pm
Washington Babylon — September 29, 2010, 11:37 am


Years of consideration preceding the inclusion of the word “phat” in Random House’s 1996 Compact Unabridged Dictionary:

Scientists created crash helmets that stink when cracked and fruit flies to whom blue light smells delicious.

In Belize, a construction company bulldozed a 2,300-year-old Mayan temple to make road fill.
“This is the heart of the magic factory, the place where medicine is infused with the miracles of science, and I’ve come to see how it’s done.”