The White House vs. The San Francisco Chronicle

By Chrissy the Hyphenated

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Oh I am loving the snark in the Chronicle article! I’ve always, always, always believed that Obama was going to bring on his own downfall by pissing off the media.

EXCERPTS:

• Mr. Obama was at Facebook seated next to its founder, Mark Zuckerberg, and may as well have been wearing an “I’m With Mark” t-shirt for all the mutual admiration going back and forth.

• The President and his staffers deftly used social media like Twitter and Facebook in his election campaign and continue to extol the virtues and value. Except, apparently, when it comes to the press.

• So what’s up with the White House? We can’t say because neither Press Secretary Jay Carney nor anyone from his staff would speak on the record.

• A few journalists familiar with this story are aware of some implied threats from the White House of additional and wider punishment if Carla’s spanking became public. Really? That’s a heavy hand usually reserved for places other than the land of the free.

• CBS News reporter, Mark Knoller, has publicly protested the limited press access to Obama fundraisers, calling the policy “inconsistent.” “It’s no way to do business,” wrote Politico’s Julie Mason, “especially [for] a candidate who prides himself on transparency.”

• By banning her, and by not acknowledging how contemporary media works, the White House did not just put Carla in a cage but more like one of those stifling pens reserved for calves on their way to being veal.

Read more @ http://www.sfgate.com/cgi-bin/blogs/bronstein/detail?entry_id=87978

Hee hee!

The media has often been depicted as dog-like, with cartoons of lap-dogs and attack dogs. And I think Obama believed them to have that mind-set. He has certainly always acted like their drooling adoration was his just due, as if he were their proper master.

But nobody owns or is master of the fourth estate, any more than anyone truly owns or is master of a cat. A pet cat will purr for you when it suits him, but don’t try kicking him or you’ll be sorry.