Don't question me

Writer Jon Robin Baitz made the mistake of challenging Hillary Rodham Clinton. Even more ill-advised, he did so in front of the Velvet Mafia.

"When it came time for a Q&A, Clinton called on a girl in the seventh grade, who asked her about breaking through glass ceilings. She then answered more questions, including one about health care, before calling on one man who suggested that her answers were a bit too scripted. Some donors booed the man. Looking a little miffed, Clinton responded to the so-called 'authenticity question.' I don't have the direct quote, but Clinton apparently pointed to the fact that she has been giving many speeches a day --- why doesn't he try doing that? And she drew cheers when she ended the response with, 'And that wasn't a canned answer.'"

Baitz's response?

I was looking for the authentic, the real, and the righteous. And all I saw was the peeved. I gave as much money as I could to the thing. I suppose if this election plays out the way I think it may, she could get my vote. But I don't think she'll ever make my heart sing. Is such a thing even possible now?