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WHCD Post-Mortem · The Day After

Bought.

$16 million to settle. $8 billion approved 23 days later. The crooks ate well.

By Michael Starr Hopkins · 1:00 P.M. E.T.

The seating chart
was set Thursday.

Washington — On Thursday night, two days before the shooting, David Ellison, CEO of Paramount Skydance, hosted a private dinner at the U.S. Institute of Peace. The invitation called it “an intimate gathering in celebration of the First Amendment honoring the Trump White House and CBS White House correspondents.”

At Trump’s table: Bari Weiss, editor-in-chief of CBS News. Stephen Miller. Marco Rubio. Todd Blanche, the acting AG whose DOJ reviews Paramount’s pending $111 billion takeover of Warner Bros. Discovery. And Makan Delrahim, Paramount’s chief legal officer — who used to run that antitrust division himself.

Six days earlier, on April 20, more than 250 working and former journalists — Dan Rather, Sam Donaldson, Ann Curry, SPJ, NABJ — had signed an open letter asking WHCA president Weijia Jiang to use her podium time to “speak forcefully, in front of the man who seeks to undermine our country’s long tradition of an independent, strong, and free press.” The letter had a question. Saturday night provided the answer in a form nobody expected.

On Saturday night, the magnetometer breached at 8:36 p.m. The President was hauled out at 8:40. The speech the letter asked for came at 9:39 p.m. — off-script, without notes, in a ballroom that had been evacuated and cleared. Jiang said it. She works for CBS.

The story was never the speech. It was the seating chart between them.

I am from DC.

Not “moved to DC after grad school.” Not “DC-area.” Chocolate City. Wilson High School, class of ’04. They call it Jackson-Reed now. I’ll always call it Wilson. Florida Avenue Grill on weekend mornings. Chuck Brown on every speaker. Sidewalks the WHCD crowd does not know how to walk on, in a city they will not be in by Monday.

I’m glad everyone’s safe. But: what were you doing there in the first place?

I have been to the WHCD. It is fun the first time. Like a foam party — you walk in, it looks like a celebration, and ten minutes later you realize how gross it is inside. I get the tradition. In a republic, it is healthy to break bread with the people you disagree with. That is what the dinner is for.

But Trump, Stephen Miller, Pete Hegseth, and Russ Vought are not adversaries. Trump calls the press the enemy of the American people. Miller said every 60 Minutes producer who objected to a shelved deportation segment should be fired. Hegseth wrote Pentagon press rules a federal judge ruled unconstitutional last month. Vought wrote the plan to take the federal civil service apart.

Quote of the Day

Number of the Day

Anna Gomez, in dissent: “After months of cowardly capitulation to this Administration, Paramount finally got what it wanted. Unfortunately, it is the American public who will ultimately pay the price for its actions.”

The Confession

The conditions Paramount accepted to get the $8 billion merger waved through were a leash. Shut down DEI at Skydance and Paramount. Install a CBS ombudsman to investigate “bias.” Pledge “viewpoint diversity.” Twenty-three days after a $16 million check, the regulator handed the network a leash and the network put it on.

The April 20 letter named the man at the head table. It did not name the men at the CBS table, the Gray Media table, the Paramount table, or the table at the U.S. Institute of Peace two nights earlier.

Sunday names them. Bari Weiss. Tom Cibrowski. Nancy Cordes. Jan Crawford. Norah O’Donnell. Weijia Jiang. Brendan Carr, dining as Gray Media’s guest. Todd Blanche, the acting AG whose DOJ is sitting on the next deal. Makan Delrahim, who used to run the antitrust division he now buys his way past. The seating chart is the confession.

Trump himself spent the week posting through it. Asked whether political violence is “the cost of doing business,” he said: “Yeah, it is.” Last month he posted on Truth Social: “Robert Mueller just died. Good, I’m glad he’s dead.” The Republican leaders telling everyone to turn down the rhetoric report to him.

Coming Next

Monday. She wrote the bill to ban congressional stock trading. Her family fund made 57 trades worth $2.2 million in her first ten weeks in office. The Eli Lilly buy hit on Day 44. We name her. We name the dates. Plus: an open letter to the white Democrat reading this. “We have seen the okey-doke before.”

The chant. The tweet. The room that started this.

I. The chant

After the room was cleared, Deputy Chief of Staff Dan Scavino — the longtime Trump social-media intern who got promoted to senior White House staff for retweeting hard enough — tried to start a “USA” chant from the evacuated stage. Watch the clip. Fist in the air. Chants. Nobody chants back. Chants again. Still nothing. Stands there alone in the wreckage of the dinner like the only kid at the pep rally, in front of a room of reporters his boss has spent a decade calling the enemy of the American people. Forty-something years of life on this earth and he is still pep squad. It was not going to chant for the man whose job is to post.

II. The tweet of the night

At 10:06 p.m. Eastern, two hours after the breach, Ann Coulter quote-tweeted the WHCA’s February announcement that Oz Pearlman would headline the dinner. Her caption:

134,000 views by morning. The Republican commentariat’s take on a man with a shotgun charging the President’s dinner was a one-line joke about the entertainer. Republicans, when there is a real shooting, do not turn down the rhetoric. They post.

III. The room

Fifteen years ago, at this same dinner, in this same ballroom, President Obama mocked Donald Trump from the podium. The room laughed. Trump did not laugh. He left. Fifteen years later, his aide stood on that same stage with his fist in the air. The room still didn’t give it to him.

By midnight, the most-shared word about Saturday night was staged. It was the same word Americans used about Butler. A Morning Consult poll two days after Butler found 1 in 5 Americans thought the assassination attempt on Trump in Pennsylvania was credibly staged. 1 in 3 Biden voters. 1 in 8 Trump voters. That is not a partisan problem. That is a country problem.

The American adult who watched a man with a shotgun and two knives charge a federal checkpoint in the lobby of a hotel where the President was eating dinner — and whose first reaction was this is fake — is not crazy. That adult is a citizen of a country where the President was shot in the ear on live television and the tape is still treated, by tens of millions of people, as evidence of nothing.

By midnight, Karoline Leavitt’s red-carpet “shots fired tonight in the room” line had been seized as proof. The proof was a joke about jokes. The country had stopped extending the benefit of the doubt to anyone in the building.

The next attempt will be received the same way. Security camera footage will be debated as a script, because the country has rehearsed not believing a script too many times to stop now.

The April 20 letter asked the press to call power to its face. The country needs something the letter did not ask for: a press it trusts to tell it whether the man in the lobby was real. That trust is the thing the dinner does not have. The thing Paramount cannot buy. The thing Brendan Carr cannot revoke. The seating chart is the system. The country’s distrust is the shit storm.

A Final Note From Me

I am writing this on Sunday. If this issue made you angry — good. The country’s distrust does not heal itself, and the press it needs does not get built by the people who ate at his table.

Forward this to one person who does not read anything political and tell them why. That is the only ad spend that works for a newsletter that takes no money from anyone in it. Talk Monday.

— Michael
Sunday, April 26, 2026 · Washington, D.C.

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