Published on: Sun, 08 Feb 2026 16:44:21 GMT
Original Story: Wes Moore suggests race may be why he was not invited to gov dinner with Trump – Politico


The Ultimate RSVP Rejection

There is nothing quite like the sting of being left off a calendar invite. We’ve all been there—you see your coworkers whispering near the Keurig, realize there’s a meeting happening in “Conference Room B” that you weren’t invited to, and suddenly you’re spiraling. You’re wondering if your last “as per my last email” was too aggressive or if your “cultural fit” is finally being questioned by the higher-ups. Maryland Governor Wes Moore is currently experiencing this on a national scale, except instead of a “Synergy Brainstorming Session,” it’s a dinner with the President-elect. And instead of a missed Slack notification, it’s a blatant “you can’t sit with us” on the world stage.

Moore suggested that race might have played a factor in his lack of an invite to the recent Mar-a-Lago governors’ gala. And look, as someone who has sat through enough HR-mandated sensitivity training to last three lifetimes, I know that’s a spicy meatball to throw on the table. But let’s be real for a second: in the current administration-to-be, the only color that truly matters is “MAGA Red.” If you aren’t wearing the hat or at least pretending to enjoy the taste of a well-done steak with ketchup, you aren’t getting past the velvet rope. This is the “Loyalty Test” in its purest, most petty form. It’s the ultimate corporate power move—excluding the “low-performers” (read: anyone with a ‘D’ next to their name) from the holiday party to make them feel the cold, bitter wind of irrelevance.

As an Elder Millennial who has spent the last fifteen years navigating the toxic waters of “alignment” and “optimization,” I can tell you that being excluded is usually a blessing in disguise. Have you seen the guest list for these things? It’s basically a LinkedIn feed come to life, but with more spray tans and fewer “I’m happy to announce” posts. Moore is out here doing the emotional labor of wondering “Why not me?” while the rest of us are wondering why anyone would willingly subject themselves to a three-hour dinner where the primary topic of conversation is how to dismantle the very bureaucracy you’re currently leading. It’s like being upset you weren’t invited to the meeting where they’re deciding which departments to “restructure.”

Maybe it was race. Maybe it was the fact that Moore is a rising star in the opposition party. Or maybe, just maybe, the intern in charge of the Mail Merge simply forgot to hit “Send All” on the Mailchimp blast. Regardless, Moore shouldn’t feel too bad. Being the “odd man out” just means you don’t have to participate in the forced socialization. In the corporate world, we call that “protecting your bandwidth.” Take the win, Wes. Go home, put on some sweatpants, and order DoorDash. The steak at Mar-a-Lago was probably dry anyway, and you won’t have to listen to anyone explain “the vision” for the next four years over appetizers.


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