Last night, the annual White House Correspondents’ Association Dinner was held in Washington, D.C, at the Washington Hilton. The dinner, also known as the “nerd prom”, has been held since 1921. The White House Correspondents’ Association was begun in 1914 to address a rumor that then President Calvin Coolidge was going to personally select which journalists could and could not attend White House briefings.

This year, the host for the White House journos’ dinner was Hasan Minhaj. Mr. Minhaj is a correspondent for the Daily Show on Comedy Central. According to Cosmopolitan.com, Minhaj was a political science major at the University of California, Davis before he discovered comedy. And, I sincerely hope that I never have to use Cosmopolitan as a resource ever again.

President Donald Trump decided to go hold a rally in Harrisburg, Pennsylvania rather than attend this celebration of the First Amendment at which he was called everything but a gentleman and a scholar.

The whole White House Correspondents’ Dinner screams sad and angry. Here is part of the text of Hasan Minhaj’s after dinner speech from Vanity Fair (Vanity Fair is edited by Graydon Carter, the insider’s insider).

I would say it is an honor to be here, but that would be an alternative fact,” Hasan Minhaj joked at the start of his scorching, 25-minute White House Correspondents’ Dinner set. “No one wanted to do this. So of course, it landed in the hands of an immigrant. That’s how it always goes down.”

That wry quip about sums up the tone of Minhaj’s speech, a rousing roast of the media, Donald Trump, and, yes, the WHCD itself that earned a few groans—some members of the audience still weren’t ready to laugh at a punchline about Hillary Clinton’s ground game in Wisconsin and Michigan—but also pumped some much-needed energy into an unusually sleepy event. Most years, the WHCD is a star-studded night marked by numerous celebrity guests, including the sitting president; in 2017, both the commander in chief and the lion’s share of celebrities stayed away, dulling the shine of a customarily glitzy evening. (Near the beginning of the program, White House Correspondents Association president Jeff Mason hyped up a special guest appearance—which turned out to be a one-second clip of Alec Baldwin as Trump, saying “Keep up the good work!” from behind the scenes at Saturday Night Live.)

From Minhaj, an obvious and tired joke. From Vanity Fair, an attempt to make this horror show sound fun. Here is some truly sad and angry stuff:

Okay, enough about House Slytherin. We are here to talk about the truth. It is 2017, and we are living in the golden age of lying. Now’s the time to be a liar, and Donald Trump is liar in chief. And remember, you guys are public enemy no. 1. You are his biggest enemy. Journalists, ISIS, normal-length ties. And somehow, you’re the bad guys. That’s why you gotta keep your foot on the gas. Especially with Sean Spicer, who is not here tonight because I think he’s at home Googling how to fake his own death.

As Warner Wolf would say, “Let’s go to the videotape”.

Minhaj is so right. Where else but the United States could a first generation, Indian, Muslim kid be at the top of the food chain saying whatever he wants to say. But, the “orange man”? The President would never defend the First Amendment. Um, Mr. Minhaj, perhaps you had best educate yourself about how your favorite Muslim, former President Barack Obama, went after James Rosen of Fox News and Sharyl Attkisson. Talk about Barack Obama and freedom of the press, yeah. And, did you see the wax works in the audience. There was no one under the age of 70 in that audience. Not that there is anything wrong with being over 70. I got beaten in a half-marathon last weekend by a 72 year old woman.

Maybe Mr. Minhaj was right about one thing. Clearly, the White House Correspondents’ Dinner has jumped the shark and this should be the series finale.