The Trump assassination-attempt photo wins a Pulitzer
But it’s the wrong photo. Although the winner is an interesting shot (literally; it shows the bullet track before hitting Trump’s ear), it can’t compare in terms of composition and importance to the one that became iconic. The latter – the non-winner – makes Trump look like a courageous hero, which he certainly was that day. And we can’t have that.
So therefore:
?NEWS: The photographer (Doug Mills) who took the image on the left just received a Pulitzer, not the one (Evan Vucci) who captured the most iconic shot on the right. pic.twitter.com/r08mforOro
— The Gas Stove ? (@TheGasStovee) May 5, 2025
I remember vividly one Trump Derangement Syndrome – addled acquaintance going on at some length about how no, it was not a bullet or bullet fragment that hit Trump’s ear, it was a splinter of glass or some similar substance, possibly from the teleprompter or the teleprompter stand, that hit Trump’s ear.
As if that was terribly important.
For me at least, what mattered was that
– it was another attempt on a presidential candidate’s life, and
– the lack of competence and professional attention on the part of Secret Service and law enforcement was so appalling as to be scandalous — not scandalous in some rhetorical sense, but literally scandalous.
For me, the heroism of the candidate was strictly secondary. What seems already to be overlooked was/is the *malign neglect* on the part of Secret Service and various law enforcement personnel. It seems to me to be down the memory hole — a d#mn shame.
Plus, a publication won a Pulitzer for falsely reporting that abortion restriction laws resulted in the deaths of some women. In truth, the deaths were attributable to medical negligence.
This Pulitzer ‘prize’ is simply one more example of a media org. lying its way to irrelevance. Like Obama’s meritless Nobel Peace Prize and the Oscars since Brando’s native american virtue signaling, only the “useful idiots” actually believe they are awarded based on excellence. Ideologically based ‘awards’ are simply another way to ‘preach to the choir’.
Heh.
(Cracked old man voice): I remember back in 19-aught-32 the Pulitzer going to Walter Duranty for his reporting on the USSR.
No famines here! No Holodomor! Stalin told him so.
The Pulitzer Board has been asked a buncha times, but it ain’t never going to revoke that prize.