Clubbing with Money Morons
We knew that the clowns who crashed President Obama’s first State Dinner were in it for the money. What we weren’t sure of was exactly how they would exploit their faux celebrity. Now we know.
There are three sets of money morons in this story: the crashers, the club, and the patrons attracted by the crashers to the club.
So far, the club “regulars” don’t seem excited by this event. What rational person would be?
According to these reviews of the club, the typical cover charge at Pure is $40 for men and $20 for the ladies. (Is this the basis for a gender discrimination lawsuit? Are the men uglier? Or does it simply prove that clubmen are twice as stupid as clubhers?) This cover charge gets you access to a room crammed with other clubaholics and the privilege of buying $10 beers. Awesome.
Pure is located in Caesar’s Palace. Now I am even more upset about how that hotel went after my money during a recent business trip.
Perhaps Mr. ToughMoneyLove is too old to appreciate the benefits of a meet and greet with infamous people inside an over-the-top expensive night club. What am I missing?