You know, it would take a lot for me to turn down an invitation from the White House. And I’ll have you know, I’ve had my share.
I don't know if you've heard, but I'm kind of a big deal. So let's just say I’ve gotten more than a few "please kindly RSVPs" from 1600 Pennsylvania Avenue; Republican presidents, Democratic presidents, Christmas parties, state dinners. You know, the usual star-studded galas that aren't so star-studded unless yours truly is among the stars studded.
It's not easy to turn these things down, although believe it or not, now and then I have; usually for a sudden emergency. Like last year when I had to cancel at the last minute going to a state dinner, yeah, a state dinner, for the prime minister of Italy.
I think the White House was inviting famous Italian-Americans and naturally the name of yours truly popped up. That one was a killer to decline.
But enough about me, back to folks who are big deals like me: You don't turn these things down lightly. So when the president talks up a big jobs summit next month at the White House, that's a big deal. And if you're invited to it? That's a really big deal. Which means, you're a big deal.
So you go, because both you and the event are clearly big deals. And you check out the place, because you can't fathom that you're actually at the place. The White House is pretty cool. Like I said, I should know, I’ve been there quite often because, as you might have heard, I’m kind of a big deal.
But here's the thing about going to the White House: Whatever happened there, you kind of forget after you leave there.
You're so busy looking at those presidential paintings and presidential artworks and presidential furniture and, yeah, the president himself, that for the life of you, you can't remember what the heck was going on there.
So if you have a summit there, good luck following up on it after you leave there; which could explain why so little comes of summits.
I think those who attend simply forget what the heck it is they're supposed to do. They're just so overwhelmed being dazzled that they can't remember a single detail. Once they're marching out, not a one seems to recall the marching order.
At least the Beer Summit got some buzz and for those attending, a very different buzz. But that one had no assignment and they had no homework. But they did get some nice pictures to prove they were there. Even though I guarantee you, not a one of them remembers what the heck anyone said there.
Which is why the White House is kind of like Las Vegas: Whatever happens there, stays there. And not much happens after you leave there.
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