From a Michael Schaffer Capital City column on politico.com headlined “Washington Stages Its Own 1970s Disaster Movie”:
“I feeel deeply ashamed,” my friend said. The hallway was narrow. The ceiling was low. The line was meandering toward the door to the ballroom, carrying 2,600 revelers and an unknown number of viral spores into a windowless space crammed with tables and chairs and, eventually, the president of the United States.