So Obama and Wall Street, who once had a love that not only did not dare not speak its name but rather shouted it from the roof of the NYSE and decided one night to get each others' initials tattooed to their asses, apparently now "hate" each other. Supposedly the President doesn't think Wall Street gets what it's done wrong, and Wall Street feels unjustly maligned by the one guy they thought they could trust. So, you know, they want nothing to do with each other! Don't call me, don't text me, don't think about me and don't you even dare respond to this email because I'm not interested in hearing what you have to say we're to infer one side probably said to the other at some point in these last few months. And now, there's this:
On July 28, the president will attend two private dinners in Manhattan to benefit the Democratic National Committee. He'll be guest of honor for a $30,000-a-head event at the four-story Sullivan Street townhouse of Vogue editor Anna Wintour, who is an outsider to the traditional fundraising firmament of Wall Street investors. That more moneyed club -- which views even the arbiter of high fashion as part of a lower circle of donor -- will have its own earlier event at the Grill Room at the Four Seasons. That venue wasn't the first choice of these insiders. The White House nixed an earlier plan to hold the dinner at the home of Marc Lasry, a major Wall Street figure and supporter of the president.
He'll still go to parties and mingle with them and maybe even head over to the pool room for a splash if that's the direction the night is taking but he won't go to their apartments. DAMN, girl. SHOTS FIRED.