Now, while I try mightily not to to waste valuable time and pixels (ineffectually) bashing poor David Gregory, America’s Worst News Host, this week I’m all but compelled do so yet again, for the eleventy millionth time, because soon there might be no one left in America still watching. Though it may seem like just piling on for the glorious schadenfreude of it all, I prefer to look at it as selflessly bearing witness.
Of course, long before that bewigged (?) nincompoop took over, the show’s depleted “brand” had been little more than a shoddy, power-fellating poke in the eye to all journalism, the amiable punkinhead from Buffalo who moderated it made it less, well, revolting. Though he had long been a Villager of the first order, people could still remember that Tim Russert was, sometime in misty watercolor memory, a reporter of some sort, and as such might occasionally be allowed to ask, well, a real question of someone in power. That he last did so decades before his death didn’t mean he might not, next week.
But when you’re trying to sell Pete Peterson/Ayn Rand economics, John Bolton/Dick Cheney foreign policy, and the John Yoo/John Poindexter stance on civil liberties, it helps if the host in question isn’t an empty-headed, self-entitled male Barbie whose smarmy condescension makes Jamie Dimon look downright humble. (And who happily danced, poorly I might add, with Karl Rove that time…)
If the rot and corruption of the increasingly monopolistic media that has led America to its current, sorry pass were 6’5″, dumber than a box of rocks, and looked like a muppet, it could borrow David Gregory’s passport and escape the country, as it should. But instead, it sits there, spewing establishment-vetted effluvia like a backed-up toilet, week after unendurable week. Today we find America has noticed this.
In some ways, the viewers fleeing MTP in droves seems almost unfair; in the past few weeks of the Snowden/NSA revelations, Gregory has made a bigger ass of himself than usual, but so have all the Sunday show hosts. Bob Schieffer, who is old enough to know better but so old as to have probably forgotten, has waxed just as Stalinistic about secrecy, and George Stephanopolous has similarly packed his lineup with unrepentant transom-peekers, but something about Gregory just makes America, lazy as it ordinarily is, reach for the remote. Thanks, America! I owe y’all a cold one.
None of this means, of course, that Gregory might end up like any ordinary American who utterly failed at his or her job; say, unemployed and waiting for the Social Security and Medicare Gregory wants to get rid of. After all, he just signed a big contract, as all overpaid incompetents are wont, nay, entitled, to do, because otherwise the terrorists win. As Mediaite reports, Gregory will likely keep his job no matter how unpopular he and it, is, because it remains quite popular with the People Who Matter, and as there are ever and ever fewer of them their power to override niggling details like the wisdom of the market only grows.
But it has to be embarrassing, so I approve.