Isn't this special?

At his weekend cabin just outside Sedona on Sunday afternoon, McCain took a break from campaigning and grilled baby-back ribs and chicken for three dozen reporters...

The idea, McCain said, was to allow reporters to get to know him and his staff under less stressful circumstances. (The fact that the press spent the weekend at a resort called "Enchantment" where many sipped wine and enjoyed lengthy deep-tissue massages probably contributed to that feeling.)  [...]

McCain's aides said the three-hour gathering was intended as a "social event" not a glorified press conference. And by and large reporters agreed to those rules, asking him substantive questions only a few times.

And now that they've had time to relax, is there any chance that these so-called journalists will get off their well massaged asses and do their job?  Having gotten his secret dry-rub recipe, could they spend a few minutes asking him about his pro-torture vote?  Perhaps delve into McCain's favors for lobbyists he pretends to despise even as lobbyists run his campaign.  Or maybe even ask him about his "proud" acceptance of the endorsement from John Hagee, a man who hates women, Catholics and Katrina victims. Or would acting like journalists ruin their chances of another enchanted weekend with Senator Straight Talk?