This Sunday there was a lot of hueing and crying over the fact that Chuck Todd stacks the Meet the Press deck with Republicans and then rolls over for them when they lie. It was very much like the same bill of particulars laid at Chuck Todd's door last Sunday, and the Sunday before that and so on...interspersed with "OMG, why does this hack still have a job?" cloud-shouting that goes on during the week as Mr. Todd continues to degrade his profession on his midday cable teevee show.
Chuck Todd of @MeetThePress is running a show deeply biased toward Republicans. https://t.co/0taIBulSfn
— Robert Cruickshank (@cruickshank) October 4, 2020The show is an insult to Tim Russert’s memory. #meetthepress @chucktodd @MeetThePress https://t.co/MUOtHaia3a
— Debra Messing✍🏻 (@DebraMessing) October 4, 2020Hi, @MSNBC.
— The Hoarse Whisperer (@TheRealHoarse) October 4, 2020
Offering Jason Miller a platform is absolutely disgraceful. Fire Chuck Todd. Apologize to your viewers. Make better decisions. https://t.co/Dh8S73G3Wk
And speaking with all the authority of someone who's been writing about the Sunday Gasbag Cavalcade for more than 15 years now (and plans to go right on documenting the atrocities) all of it was, is, and ever shall be completely justified.
But here's the thing. Complaining that Todd is a hack and a buffoon and a disgrace is a little like complaining that the clown that you hired to entertain at your kid's birthday shows up in clown makeup. Because being exactly the sort of hack and buffoon and disgrace that he is is exactly why Comcast/NBC hired Chuck Todd to replace David Gregory. Who, some of you older kids may remember, was just as godawful in exactly the same way as Todd.
In Chuck Todd, you are not seeing some tragic and accidental failure of journalism.
You are seeing the the triumph of corporate media.
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Spot on. Decades ago the Wall Street investor class bought up the networks, so that the news would have a relentlessly pro-Wall Street editorial spin. The Sunday shows are just the most prominent peak in the whole stinking mountain range of excrement.
The cockroach trail of filthy rules from Russia to the TV host is wide and long.
If you don't believe me, ask the Donald.
Even the sainted Tim Russert wasn't so great; I remember the late lamented Terry Coppage nailing his hide to a ol' barn door over his conduct during the Great Beltway Penis Hunt of the 1990s. (Bartcop is the patron saint of blogtopia [y!sctp!] and you couldn't change my mind even if I hadn't lost it in the Wars like the Fashionable Fireman's appetite.)
Tim Russert? Legacy? Mr Everything I Hear Is Off The Record is still the gold standard of media awfulness. A god of anti journalism. Chuck doesn't hold a candle to Russert either in performance nor effect. Well Chuck has no effect.
Perhaps the folks that are noticing the gas bag bias towards Republicans only just now started tuning back in again to the Sunday morning shows?
After all, we on the Left declared the shows basically irrelevant to anyone outside of a very small audience and stopped paying close attention years ago.
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