"My concern was, is that there were concerns expressed by other government officials. And to this day, I wish my phone had rung, or I had access to them."- Tim Russert explaining how "journalism" works
Politico and the rest of the highly-paid self-involved Villagers mourn the one year passing of one of their own:
This weekend marks the one year anniversary of when "Meet the Press" host and NBC Washington Bureau Chief Tim Russert died — and, by most measures, a natural successor to his vaunted position in both journalism and the nation’s heart has yet to emerge.
Despite the water cooler chatter of who might be "the next Russert," it’s clear to most everyone that Russert will always be irreplaceable.
"Of course, there’s a void," says CNN’s John King, who hosts the network’s Sunday program "State of the Union." "He was a legendary figure in town, and he made that show. He took what was a very valued franchise at NBC and in the Sunday realm of journalism and he made it the gold standard."
"I still, on Sunday mornings, look up at the wall of monitors we have at CBS," said Bob Schieffer of "Face the Nation." "And, when he’s not on that NBC monitor, it just doesn’t seem right to me."
[...]
The dilemma Gregory and NBC face is that filling Russert’s shoes is about more than journalism; the beefy Buffalo native had become an iconic figure in American culture, as well.
[...]
As evidenced by the outpouring of support and media coverage following Russert’s sudden death, the former New York political operative had achieved an enviable status in American journalism that only a few enjoy. It’s also clear that the influence Russert wielded remains unmatched not because of the shortcomings of others but, rather, because he was an exceptional character and presence.
Well, not so much… This is the man who invited Matt Drudge on to talk about interns:
Former congressional staffer Tim Russert, elevated to host of NBC’s Meet the Press, invited internet gossip columnist Matt Drudge to be a commentator on the scandal on his January 25 show. Last fall, Drudge printed an entirely unsubstantiated rumor that there were "court records" showing White House aide Sidney Blumenthal guilty of wife beating. It was a classic case of libel that should have ended Drudge’s career on the spot, but Russert greeted him as an equal to the New York Times’s William Safire and asked him for information about the Lewinsky scandal, as if Drudge had conducted his own investigation of the principals. (Russert: "Matt Drudge of the Drudge Report, you’ve been covering this rather aggressively on the Internet. What’s your take?")
Meet the Press was the go-to show for the Bush Administration to drum up support, based upon lies, about Iraq:
…Russert’s tenacious interviewing style would alternate with a much more deferential one–depending on who was being interviewed. Surprisingly, some of Russert’s journalistic colleagues praised him for being tough on the Bush administration over the Iraq War. CBS Evening News correspondent Anthony Mason said (6/13/08), "In 2003, as the United States prepared to go to war in Iraq, Russert pressed Vice President Dick Cheney about White House assumptions."
In reality, Meet the Press was the venue for some of the White House’s most audacious lies about the Iraq War–most of which went unchallenged by Russert. On the morning that the New York Times published a front-page article falsely touting the now-famous "aluminum tubes" as components of an alleged Iraqi nuclear weapons program, Vice President Dick Cheney appeared on Meet the Press (9/8/02), where Russert pursued open-ended questions that seemed to invite spin from the vice president on Iraqi nuclear weapons.
Recalling such softball questioning, it’s easy to believe the advice that Cheney press aide Cathie Martin says she gave when the Bush administration had to respond to charges that it manipulated pre-Iraq War intelligence: "I suggested we put the vice president on Meet the Press, which was a tactic we often used," she said (Salon, 1/26/07). "It’s our best format."
Here’s what Russert’s replacement, David Gregory, has to say about filling Russert’s shoes:
"I’ve spent so much time and so much of my energy — and this will continue — living up to the legacy of this program, living up to the standards of the program that Tim Russert put in place, and I think our audience expects that and that’s a major thrust of what I’m doing," Gregory told POLITICO in March. "But, at the same time — and again, slowly and without any sense of real tumult — I can put my stamp on the program."
You can go here to see Gregory snatch the inanity from Russert’s hand when discussing the all-important question of whether Hillary Clinton will "support" the Cubs or the Yankees in an imaginary World Series:
MR. RUSSERT: Well, the Cubs are in the playoffs, David.
MR. GREGORY: Yeah.
MR. RUSSERT: Cubs, Yankees. You going to seat—sit behind each dugout?
MR. GREGORY: You can’t have it all. In the sports world, you can’t have it all.
MR. BUCHANAN: But, Tim…
MR. GREGORY: That reeks of calculation, which is a potential downside for her.
Well done, Grasshopper.
It goes without saying that the Sunday Gasbag shows aren’t about "journalism" so much as turning cocktail party bullshit into conventional wisdom gold. I mean, why hit the phones and ask carefully researched and phrased questions when you can just relate what Cokie Roberts told you over crab puffs? It’s so much easier and it still leaves time for a run out to the house in the Nantucket.
The Sunday Bobbleheads exist to allow media celebrities with dubious work habits set the tone for the coming week by using nothing more than their putative "insider" credibility.
One function of the Sunday shows is to make certain notions thinkable. Between his Sunday punditry and nightly reports, no one bulldogs America’s political conversation more than ABC’s Sam Donaldson. Donaldson’s repute rests not on his reporting, not on his preparation, but on his leather lungs, his selective bullying and his bellow. He jeers the big cheese in charge, whoever it is, because ideology matters less than attitude. On "This Week," the emphatic Donaldson makes George Will look thoughtful, the studious boy who does his homework as opposed to the loudmouth pumped up on attitude. Here was Donaldson on Jan. 25: "If he’s not telling the truth, I think his presidency is numbered in days. This isn’t going to drag out. We’re not going to be here three months from now talking about this."
Of course more than nine months later Donaldson, Roberts, Will & Co. were still talking about "this." But Donaldson, Roberts, Will, Tim Russert and the rest matter not because of their acumen, let alone their accuracy, but because powerful people think that what they say matters–because official Washington and its eavesdroppers watch the Sunday shows in order to know what they had better take into account as they plot their own moves. Like prosecutors talking about "this case" as if they were observers from the far reaches of outer space, journalists like to talk as though "this story" had a life of its own, as if it landed and stayed on front pages and Sunday morning shows by itself. Already, on Jan. 25, Donaldson was declaring, "I’m amazed at the speed with which this story is going." Of course it all depends what the meaning of "this story" is. On Jan. 21, the day the Monica story broke, it was Donaldson–not "this story"–who, at the White House press briefing, asked whether Clinton would cooperate with an impeachment inquiry.
The ardor of the barking heads even makes straight news people squeamish at times. Chris Vlasto, an ABC News producer who, as we shall see, cannot be accused of excessive tenderness toward the White House, told me: "The night Jackie [Judd] and I broke the story, Jan. 21, impeachment never crossed our minds. It only came up that Sunday on `This Week.’ I think it’s unfair that the talking heads on MSNBC, on our own network and the rest, have stoked the flames."
Here’s an idea: Let’s please stop calling Sunday gasbaggery "journalism" as well as calling Tim Russert "one of the most important journalists of our age."
After all, you don’t have to be a J-school graduate to know garden variety bullshit when you step in it.




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Tim Russert died?
When?
In the same vein, I heartily and sincerely regret Michael Kelley’s death in the first month of the Iraq invasion that he did so much to bring about. I would have liked for him to have been put in the dock (literally or figuratively) to explain his handiwork.
A year ago yesterday
“Tim Russert, a modern day Walter Cronkite? Cokie, your take?
“Well, it’s out there now…”
Olbermann took up the last segment of Friday’s Countdown with a tribute to Russert, and, while he conveyed his obvious affection for Russert very clearly, this segment still serves mostly to highlight the problems with “journalism” today, of which Russert was the poster boy. The idea that your job as a network anchor/reporter/interviewer/talking head is better served if you pal around with the people who are your most important topics has led to the death of straight reporting from Washington, both on television and (mostly) in newspapers.
I’m sorry for anyone who loses a family member or friend, particularly when the decedent goes at a relatively young age. But to claim that Russert’s passing was the end of an era is both misguided (he was hardly a bastion of journalistic integrity) and wrong (as Gregory seems to be running the Russert playbook, lacking only the longevity at this point).
Tim Russert is dead. Long live access journalism.
Tim Russert did for access journalism what Monica Lewinsky did for Gap blue dresses.
My favorite Russert ‘journalism’ moment: His question to Laura Bush in late 2001. “Is it divine providence that your husband was elected to lead us during these times?” Even Bush’s WIFE batted that one back.
“the gold standard”? Sheez, if his was the gold standard, then my golden retriever delivers hard currency on my back lawn twice a day…
Again, this helps explain why they almost all loathe bloggers so: the unwashed masses online are akin to the little boy pointing a finger at the naked emperor the way none of them ever would, lest they be kicked from the emperor’s grans parade.
thingwarbler hits the nail on the head. Bloggers might actually force them to work for a living.
I guess clown shoes really are pretty big, but I don’t think we have any lack of candidates “qualified” to fill them.
I remember throwing shoes at him via my TV before it was fashionable. He did ask tough detailed questions. Then Cheney or some goon like him would respond with a non sequitor talking point. Russerts eyes would bulge and he’d move on. If you edited the interview to Russerts and douchebags, you could never tell which answer went with which question.
I never understood the reverence for Russerts journalism. He couldn’t carry Schieffers jock, and I didn’t think much of Bob either.
I’m 41, my father’s 73 and my mother will be 67 in a few days, so ANYTIME a normal 58-year-old like Tim Russert suddenly drops dead, I get nervous.
But looking back on how the media covered Russert’s death, I’m still astonished that 98% of the tributes and eulogies began not with “Tim was an INCREDIBLE journalist!” but “He was SUCH a devout Catholic!” or “He REALLY loved his father/wife/son!” or “He PERSONIFIED working-class Buffalo!” Only in a society where there’s been an organized, 40+ year campaign portraying the media as lefty/Godless/anti-family/coastal elites would a journalist’s piety or marital fidelity receive such deference. It shows the extent to which the major media internalized every criticism Spiro Agnew and Bernie Goldberg ever leveled against them. Deep down, the journalism community doesn’t respect itself very much.
I saw Olbermann’s tribute as well. He omitted entirely Russert’s role in the Plame outing and Cheney’s calculated use of Meet the Press during the Iraq war buildup.
But I was struck that the Russert career highlights that Keith replayed were so very, very… weak. Whiteboards? Florida florida florida? Was that really the best Russert ever did? Was that it?
Remember when Raygun kicked and the EmEssEm tried to drumbeat that “beloved former president” bullsjt and no one gave a fuck because he was an ur reichwing douche nozzle? Remember the even lesser success of the EmEssEm effort to drumbeat that “respected chief justice” crap about William “In death or life I look like a penis with glasses” Rehnquist? No one bought it – also a reichwing douche nozzle. Mr. Potato Head? Also a reichwing douche nozzle. Fuck all three of ‘em, taint lapping running dog servitors of privilege and wealth. Dirty ass motherfuckers.
Yes, I do remember.
“My personal policy is always off the record when talking to government officials unless specified” = “I wish my phone had rung, or I had access to them”.
Cokie Roberts IS a crab puff.
Russert was a whore. Nothing more or less, like everyone else in the beltway establishment.
I was astonished to hear that Russert treated every quote he got as if it was off the record, unless otherwise instructed. That’s just not journalism.
According to Molly Ivins, every quote was on the record, and people still talked to her. That’s journalism.
I’d like to think that Tim Russert’s heart gave out because it couldn’t stand the shit his conscience blithely carried, day after day.
The last decent TV journalist I recall was Roger Mudd. He was interviewing some asswipe Republican after Nixon resigned and the asswipe was going on and on about how great and noble and whatever Nixon was and when the asswipe finally wound down, Mudd asked, “Well, then why is he leaving?”
Today’s journalists confront the greatest evils democracy can produce and melt into cowering pools of goo.
“I was astonished to hear that Russert treated every quote he got as if it was off the record, unless otherwise instructed. That’s just not journalism.”
Correct. The rule is that everything is on the record, always, except if the reporter and source explicitly agree to go “off the record” for a moment, then back on. As a reporter, it is extremely frustrating when sources will not say anything of use or substance “on the record” but give you excellent, useful quotes “off the record.” You end up with a crappy, boring, uninformative story.
Obviously, this did not bother Potato Head.
After watching Gregory for the past few months, I was longing for the good ole days of Russert. Reading this thread, I remember how po’d I would get at Russert. Ofcourse the sad point is that Gregory is so bad, that Russert looks like Murrow in comparison.
Timmeh. Dick Cheney’s bitch.
R. I. P.
Check this take on the Sabbath gasbags. Assuming I didn’t read about it here first, & everyone already knows.
And Puh-lease,could the people at NBC stop with how wonderful Luke Russert is? Lord help me,I tried to cut the kid some slack when they had him on during the election,but he’s horrendous. I know he’s young and green,and maybe he’ll mature and grow into the job,but really,any other 20 something would have to prove themselves worthy of a teevee gig before they got on the air. Ack.
Wow, what an amazing coincidence, it’s also been exactly 4 years 8 months to the day since Jon Stewart forcefed Tucker Carlson his bow tie!
“STEWART: You know what’s interesting, though? You’re as big a dick on your show as you are on any show.”
Classic.
Just. Fucking. Classic.
Don’t ask me. I stopped watching TV news in 1995.
Russert wasn’t qualified to carry Molly Ivins’ jockstrap.
Hear, Hear.
I stopped watching TV news when Dan Rather, another poseur, got Cronkite’s slot instead of Roger Mudd.
“Cokie Roberts IS a crab puff.”
I miss the Moose and Media Whores Online
This sort of thing reminds me of when Marjorie Williams died of cancer. Everyone eulogized her as someone who was unusually insightful and nonpartisan in her judgment of politicians, and fearless in the face of her own impending death, which might have been a little more plausible if she hadn’t regurgitated GOP talking points about Kerry being a flip-flopper (although she claimed to be an Anybody But Bush person) and that Dean was unacceptable because all doctors suck, which she knew due to a disagreeable interaction with an oncology resident. Seriously.
Her last column, which inspired veritable oceans of bathos, had to do with her realizing, seeing her young daughter putting on makeup and stuff for her costume, that she’d never live to see her daughter grow up and go out on dates. I wonder if, in her last days, she ever gave any thought to the possibility that her daughter would be unable to have a safe abortion due to the decades-long presence of anti-choice Supreme Court justices, thanks to her and her cohorts in the supposedly liberal media who helped W get re-elected. Is that mean of me? Could be, could be, but, you know, she doesn’t have to live with the consequences.
hilarious!
Keith is a big boy and doesn’t need me to speak for him, but…he’s a very loyal company guy for NBC and yet they take every single opportunity (that senile asshole Brokaw’s cartoonish harrumphing and that worthless gasbag Andrea Mitchell’s joining him in the anti-Keith ‘n’ Tweety movement last Fall) to cut him behind the scenes because he embarrasses them on the party circuit.
Russert is no different. I’m assuming that KO has a blind spot because they were really friends (although it wouldn’t shock me to find out that Russert was snickering behind his hand as well…that seems like his speed), but he wass guilty of a lot of Bush-Cheney apologizing and enabling, stuff that would earn any other personage, i.e. someone not part of the NBC family, Keith’s well-deserved derison and scorn.