In recent years, Washington has become a crucible of easy wealth, fame, forgiveness, and next acts.
Punditry has replaced reporting as journalism’s highest calling, accompanied by a mad dash of “self-branding,” to borrow a term that has now fully infested the city.
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Outside the Newseum, the magnificent Tammy Haddad was surveying the snaking queue of people waiting to get into the party. She is impossible to miss, if not resist—six feet tall, with black hair bisected by a white streak. ” she will boom, and, “You just have to meet the supertalented author.
event on the eve of Barack Obama’s first inauguration, a lavish affair hosted by Arianna Huffington, and Haddad kept pulling worthies out of line, declaring her D. A former cable producer, in recent years she has blasted a place for herself in the city: a professional party host, event organizer, and full-service convener of the Washington A-list.
The Tamster is one of those people of whom it is often wondered: What exactly does she do?
(Some time after the Newseum event, Haddad would throw a party to celebrate Huffington’s book on America’s dying middle class, pillows.) At another party of hers that I attended, Tammy rushed over to me and the guy I was talking to and announced: “ELIZABETH EDWARDS IS DYING! The interviews are generally quick and painless, if somewhat intrusive, “like a light enema,” in the words of one friend/victim.
“My job is to be around the most successful people, the most up-and-coming people, and the people who have impact,” Tammy told me.