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Just when you thought the infamous White House party crashers had faded into obscurity, comes news that they will be getting paid to host a party in Las Vegas this month.
TMZ is reporting that Tareq and Michaele Salahi are set to be the official hosts at Las Vegas’s Pure Nightclub on January 16. It gets worse as sources close to the situation confirm to TMZ the Salahis will be getting paid the amount of $5,000 as well as some other perks. The official party flyer is above.
Along with the $5,000 hosting fee, the couple will also be provided a limo, a free suite at Caesar’s Palace, dinner, and all sorts of comped booze.
When asked why the Salahis were chosen to host the party, Michael Gilmartin, public-relations director for the Pure Management Group, tells The Washington Post, “The Salahis met President Obama, and you can come to Pure and meet the Salahis. Everyone gets their 15 minutes, and people want to come to the club and rub up against that. They’ll go home and put it up on Facebook: ‘I got my picture with the Salahis!’ “
Yikes, so basically these people are getting rewarded for breaking the law? Bravo has also yet to decide on whether or not the Salahis will be included in the cast of The Real Housewives of D.C.
PURE and other clubs are known for paying “appearance fees’ for the sleaziest trash on the planet.
Link to December 2009 Washington Post article on the Salahis’ and all the money they owe people:
http://www.washingtonpost.com/wp-dyn/content/article/2009/12/22/AR2009122203520.html
Clip from a comment from the article – sounds like McBriar’s observations could apply to any of the Real Housewives, especially Tamra, Nene, Sheree, and Lynne Curtin:
“McBriar wrote:
A number of comments ask whether this story is news-worthy. Other postings propose that the fascination of some readers is based on–god forbid–admiration for the Salahi couple, as though simply reading about them is somehow a tacit vote of confidence or a thumbs-up.
To address the first question about news-worthiness: There’s a notion that a halcyon era of unbiased journalism once existed, during which newspapers magically distilled the sweet juices of truth, and sent it, pure and untouched by human judgment out into the world in print. That’s a sunny and idealistic thought, a comforting but faulty memory of the past, as so many good-old-days remembrances seem to be.
Let’s swing closer to the sweaty and odiferous byways of reality. Market forces drive choices about the publication of articles. If a story seems like one the public will embrace, only a foolish editor would decide not to print it. You want people to read a paper or visit a Website. As with hospitals, universities, and often, churches, what is sometimes wrongly perceived to be an altruistic enterprise is in fact a business. A newspaper is a business. So a paper prints stories people want to read.
This isn’t a “hard news” article. It’s what folks used to call a “human interest” story. And human interest stories aren’t always tales of fire departments arriving to rescue kittens from trees. The stories often involve unusual people and curious human events. In some cases it’s a matter of recognition and regard for certain persons, but in others it’s a case of astonishing behavior and habits.
In this instance, many of us are drawn in not only because of the cautionary aspect of the revelations, but because the invention of these two characters would require a novelist of genius and profound imagination. There’s also a sense that this kind of financial imbroglio and shameless exaggeration of credentials and personal history probably happen more frequently than we might all suspect. We want to learn what Salahiesque associates might inhabit our own circles; we want to know what to look for.
These two foolishly placed themselves under a lens of scrutiny by perpetrating a highly-public trespass (and a witless breach of protocol and politesse). Further, they did it for personal gain, and their history shows a deep inclination toward self-promotion and ruthless self-interest (with an attendant disregard for whoever might be ruined in their wake). By pulling their stunt they in effect signed off on a public examination of their motivation and circumstances. They provided a marvelous human interest story. And The Post knows it’s a great story.
Finally, reading about this couple is not a sign of admiration or tacit approval. It’s impossible to imagine that anyone admires them. It’s more like peering at a grotesque but seldom seen deep sea creature in a public aquarium. It’s an exercise in confronting the solid fact that devilish people like this exist and walk among us. While the story’s humorous on some levels it’s also pretty creepy. It’s a modern day parable that we can all learn from.”
I love how alleged is in quotations.
They are the kind of trash you would expect to find in a Vegas night club. I guess Kevin Federline had a previous engagement.