In social media posts Monday, presumptive GOP nominee Donald Trump announced that his campaign is revoking press credentials to The Washington Post.
“Based on the incredibly inaccurate coverage and reporting of the record-setting Trump campaign, we are hereby revoking the press credentials of the phony and dishonest Washington Post,” Trump wrote in a Facebook post.
The Committee to Protect Journalists condemned Trump’s decision in a release Monday, retorting that “a candidate for the highest elected office in the land doesn’t get to choose what goes in a newspaper.”
Missing from this story: What those credentials actually get you, and why they are important. That would help readers understand if this is a real thing, or the usual insiders whining they can’t eat the cocktail weenies anymore.
For shit’s sakes. There are a million ways to cover a campaign and a candidate besides showing your super-special decoder ring and getting a seat on his plane. Trump’s speeches and rallies and events are broadcast 24-7 from every TV on the planet, so it’s not like you’re going to miss some major announcement. He puts everything in his head on Twitter anyway. What are you really losing?
Do I think it’s good for Trump to treat reporters like shit? Of COURSE not, but I didn’t think it was good for Republicans to treat reporters like shit for the past three decades, either.
I didn’t think it was good for wingnut radio tools to joke about Jill Carroll having her terrorist abductors’ baby.
I didn’t think it was good for politicians to speak at events where vendors sold “funny” T-shirts that said, “Rope. Tree. Journalist. Some Assembly Required.”
I didn’t think it was good for journalists to do fawning cover stories on “commentators” who joked about Timothy McVeigh blowing up the New York Times building.
I didn’t think any of that was good, but that was apparently all fine and dandy because the people saying and doing those things wore nice suits and used big words and weren’t spray-tanned orange. You’ll pardon me if I don’t join the chorus of thinking this is the outrage of the century when all of that was business as usual.
Trump is not in fact deciding “what goes in the newspaper.” He’s deciding who he lets hang out with him. You gotta ask yourself if you want to be right up close to him anyway. Take the credentials he’s revoking and set them on fire, and put the picture on Instagram just to annoy him. And then try to remember this next time, when the Republican is nice and polite and wears flattering colors. This is what they’re like under their skins.