donald j. trump began this quadrennial exercise in campaign humility and self-deprecation on thursday by comparing himself to the son of god <u+2014> just another <u+201c>carpenter working for his father<u+201d> in his youth. by the end, facing cascading and uncomfortable jeers from a crowd full of white ties and gowns, he had called hillary clinton catholic-hating, <u+201c>so corrupt<u+201d> and potentially jail-bound in a prospective trump administration. <u+201c>i don<u+2019>t know who they<u+2019>re angry at, hillary, you or i,<u+201d> mr. trump said sheepishly from the dais, turning to his opponent amid the heckling. it seemed clear to everyone else. mr. trump was being booed at a charity dinner. so it went at the alfred e. smith memorial foundation dinner in manhattan, a presidential campaign ritual of levity and feigned warmth <u+2014> upended, like so much else in this election season, by the gale-force bid of mr. trump. breaking with decades of tradition at the gathering once he took the microphone, mr. trump set off on a blistering, grievance-filled performance that translated poorly to the staid setting, stunning many of the well-heeled guests who had filed into the waldorf astoria hotel for an uncommon spectacle: an attempted d<u+00e9>tente in a campaign so caustic that the candidates, less than 24 hours earlier, declined to shake hands on a debate stage. relations did not much improve. mr. trump<u+2019>s set began typically enough. he joked about the size of his hands and mrs. clinton<u+2019>s comparatively small crowds. he even very nearly poked fun at himself <u+2014> insofar as a zinger about his wife, and her partly plagiarized republican convention speech, qualifies <u+2014> when discussing the <u+201c>biased<u+201d> news media. <u+201c>you want the proof? michelle obama gives a speech, and everyone loves it,<u+201d> mr. trump said. <u+201c>my wife, melania, gives the exact same speech and people get on her case.<u+201d> some sharper jokes about mrs. clinton seemed to edge just to the line. <u+201c>just before taking the dais, hillary accidentally bumped into me. and she very civilly said, <u+2018>pardon me,<u+2019><u+201d> mr. trump said, as murmurs filled the room. <u+201c>i very politely replied, <u+2018>let me talk to you about that after i get into office.<u+2019><u+201d> mrs. clinton, seeming to get the joke before some others, chuckled hard before the punch line. but quickly, his remarks took a more menacing turn. mr. trump said mrs. clinton was merely <u+201c>pretending not to hate catholics,<u+201d> an allusion to hacked correspondences from clinton aides that appeared to include messages criticizing roman catholic conservatism. he wondered aloud how someone like mrs. clinton <u+2014> <u+201c>so corrupt,<u+201d> he said <u+2014> could sell herself to the american people. <u+201c>what<u+2019>s her pitch?<u+201d> he asked. <u+201c>the economy is busted, the government<u+2019>s corrupt, washington is failing. vote for me.<u+201d> he fake-griped that <u+201c>all the jokes were given to her in advance.<u+201d> by then, he had decisively lost the room. those on the dais with him seemed to almost visibly writhe away from him at points <u+2014> brows furrowing, smiles turning to grimaces. one man beside mr. trump became a viral sensation on social media , his face frozen and eye bulged by a quip gone awry. as for mrs. clinton, she began with some easy self-parody. <u+201c>i took a break from my rigorous nap schedule to be here,<u+201d> she said, adding, <u+201c>usually, i charge a lot for speeches like this.<u+201d> but she soon turned to more cutting satire, joking that mr. trump was <u+201c>translating from the original russian<u+201d> on his teleprompters and wondering just how president obama might be able to visit the white house for a reunion of former presidents under a trump administration. <u+201c>how is barack going to get past the muslim ban?<u+201d> she asked. noting that she was speaking second, she riffed: <u+201c>it<u+2019>s amazing i<u+2019>m up here after donald. i didn<u+2019>t think he<u+2019>d be o.k. with a peaceful transition of power.<u+201d> she also spoke of the statue of liberty, recounting how for most americans, the green lady of freedom represents a shining beacon of hope and a welcome symbol for immigrants arriving on the nation<u+2019>s shores. but mr. trump, she added with a glint of steel, <u+201c>looks at the statue of liberty and sees a 4<u+201d> <u+2014> a not-so-veiled reference to his comments rating the physical appearance of women. <u+201c>maybe a 5 if she loses the torch and tablet and changes her hair,<u+201d> she continued, before making an explicit, if subtle, pitch for becoming the nation<u+2019>s first female president. <u+201c>you know, come to think, know what would be a good number for a woman? 45,<u+201d> she concluded triumphantly. at the dinner before the remarks, the pair could be seen chatting, at least briefly, perched two seats apart, with only cardinal timothy m. dolan, the archbishop of new york, between them. (perhaps only a man of god could, for a night, soothe a campaign that has included an f.b.i. inquiry, overnight twitter binges, multiple accusations of sexual misconduct and an international feud between the republican nominee and pope francis). before the candidates spoke, alfred e. smith iv, the chairman of the dinner, which benefits catholic charities, seemed to offer a preview of what may await mr. trump as he tries to return to new york society life should he not win the white house in november. <u+201c>before the dinner started, trump went to hillary and asked, <u+2018>how are you?<u+2019><u+201d> mr. smith said, waiting a beat. <u+201c>she said, <u+2018>i<u+2019>m fine <u+2014> now get out of the ladies<u+2019> dressing room.<u+2019><u+201d> even under the best of circumstances, mr. trump is not known for an eagerness to laugh at himself. a veritable roasting at washington<u+2019>s annual <u+201c>nerd prom,<u+201d> the white house correspondents<u+2019> association<u+2019>s annual dinner, in 2011 may have hastened <u+2014> or even catalyzed <u+2014> his bid for the oval office. and now a flagging presidential campaign <u+2014> most polls place him several percentage points behind mrs. clinton nationally <u+2014> has done little to help. then there was the guest list, which included michael r. bloomberg, the billionaire former new york city mayor who has vocally opposed mr. trump<u+2019>s bid, and eric t. schneiderman, the new york attorney general, whose office has opened an investigation into mr. trump<u+2019>s foundation. mrs. clinton, perhaps lifted by her rising poll numbers, seemed exultant in her fuchsia dress, often laughing first and loudest, before being greeted by well-wishers as she left. mr. trump even reached out to shake her hand as guests stepped off the dais. she shook it briefly, and turned away before mr. trump did. for much of the evening, though, he largely sat with his arms tightly folded as mrs. clinton spoke, a similarly taut smile across his face. but when mrs. clinton returned to one of his favorite themes <u+2014> her health <u+2014> he seemed momentarily buoyed. mr. trump, mrs. clinton said, had chivalrously sent a car to ferry her to the dinner. <u+201c>actually, it was a hearse,<u+201d> she said. finally, mr. trump laughed with real joy. maggie haberman contributed reporting find out what you need to know about the 2016 presidential race today, and get politics news updates via facebook , twitter and the first draft newsletter . a version of this article appears in print on october 21, 2016, on page a19 of the new york edition with the headline: in night of punch lines, trump<u+2019>s routine prompts new york<u+2019>s elite to heckle. order reprints | today's paper | subscribe
donald trump heckled by new york elite at charity dinner
matt flegenheimer ashley parker