James Wolcott has had it up to here with the mummified pundits:
Unlike political pundits, sports guys have to know their stuff and be able to back it up on cross exam; whereas William Safire and Andrea Mitchell can spin cobwebs every time they speak without losing oracle status. Meet the Press had a political panel this weekend that looked like a poker game for mummies.
Read the transcript of the mummies.
They’re not the only jokers who get him steamed. The other day, he lambasted this year’s recent Emmy Award winners, not as mummies but as their opposite: dithering idiots.
These are supposedly professional actors who, stepping on stage to accept an award, babble and hyperventilate and act like they just won a high school contest. Cynthia Nixon “umm’d” between every other word in her acceptance speech. Sarah Jessica Parker went from her egregious giggly bit into near hysterics.
The West Wing’s Alison Janney was “truly thoughtless.” The “appalling” Elaine Stritch “howled like a screech monkey,” a prime example of “no-class.” Meantime, Meryl Streep was “so steeped in ‘class,’ she’s metamorphosing into Greer Garson.”
Which took the words right out of my mouth.
