Or, rather, Agnew agrees with me:
...Now what do Americans know of the men who wield this power? Of the men who produce and direct the network news, the nation knows practically nothing. Of the commentators, most Americans know little other than that they reflect an urbane and assured presence, seemingly well-informed on every important matter. We do know that to a man these commentators and producers live and work in the geographical and intellectual confines of Washington, D.C., or New York City, the latter of which James Reston terms "the most unrepresentative community in the entire United States."Both communities bask in their own provincialism, their own parochialism. We can deduce that these men read the same newspapers. They draw their political and social views from the same sources. Worse, they talk constantly to one another, thereby providing artificial reinforcement to their shared viewpoints...Perhaps the place to start looking for a credibility gap is not in the offices of the Government in Washington but in the studios of the networks in New York. Television may have destroyed the old stereotypes, but has it not created new ones in their places? What has this "passionate" pursuit of controversy done to the politics of progress through local compromise essential to the functioning of a democratic society?The members of Congress or the Senate who follow their principles and philosophy quietly in a spirit of compromise are unknown to many Americans, while the loudest and most extreme dissenters on every issue are known to every man in the street...
Sure, Agnew's remarks were the poison fruit of the fever swamp of the Nixon Administration's epic paranoia and pathological hatred of the press and dissent in any form. And the issue at-hand was the war in Vietnam and not Donald Trump's junk. And, sure, it took nearly half a century, the rise of Fox News and Hate Radio and the complete capitulation of the mainstream media to wingnut demands that their madness, paranoia, racism and idiocy never be called out for the facts to finally fit the sophistry.
But the tempora and the mores have finally caught up with crooked ol' Spiro T.'s paranoia-mongering about the media.
Funny old world.