If my power steering were ever to go out, I would only hope that Rather, Brokaw, and Jennings were doing lattes on a sidewalk in front of my 3/4 ton Silverado, rather than some dude trying to eke out a living on something less than $7Mill a year.
America deserves better than this. Much better. We're f***ing paying for it.
And every tin-pot dictator or mullah had better get it right this time. 'Cause there's a lot riding on it. Our once cheerleading newscasters for your causes are now vanishing. What say ye? Tough sh*t, it's a new world now and we've got your number. We're coming for your asses and, quite frankly, don't care how it'll be covered on the 6 o'clock news.
Rather reported from a open-air desk set with his back to a collapsed California two-stack freeway, waiting for them to pull the crushed and mangled bodies out.
He was obviously very distressed. Why? Because, thank G-d, there were only a couple or so. Not the dozens and hundreds he had pumped and stroked his followers for.
Day after day, hour after hour, he sat there selling soap and cars packaged in a promise of human blood and guts to come.