Notice the evolution of print to television in the following anecdotes. The first one took place before television:
In the good old days, President Truman, the last good Democrat, meant every word in his written response:
The second anecdote took place in television’s pimply-face teenage years:
Before politically incorrect speech became a crime, Left-leaning journalists went bonkers when Spiro T. Agnew called a reporter a fat Jap. Spiro T. was already vice president; so talking heads could not do more than piss and moan about Agnew’s humor aimed at a journalist.
The third anectidite took place after television became Godzilla eating those candidates TV objects to:
The media crucified George Allan because he referred to S. R. Sidarth as macaca. It was harmless, but fair play, because Sidarth was engaging in video tracking.
The final anecdote is The Donald daring to make fun of Saint Megyn:
Bottom line: Television’s media mouths are angry because they no longer have the influence to bring down a candidate that insults somebody with a single word, let alone a paragraph. The Donald gave them enough material to bring down George Washington, yet electronic mouths cannot topple him.
My point: Trump refusing to crawl off with his tail between his legs has talking heads foaming at the mouth. Not because of anything Trump said or stands for, but because they see the media’s might to crown the Republican candidate slipping away.
Let’s all pray that Trump does not go all soft and soggy when he finally believes he has a real chance of getting the nominating —— and winning the general election. Nothing would be more painful than to see The Donald playing nice with the people who would do anything to bury him.
When President Harry Truman picked up his "Washington Post" early on December 6, 1950, to read a review of his daughter Margaret Truman's singing performance, he was livid. Though conceding that Miss Truman was "extremely attractive," Paul Hume, the "Post's" music critic, stated bluntly that "Miss Truman cannot sing very well" and "has not improved" over the years. The president wrote the following letter to the 34-year old Hume, whom he compared to the columnist Westbrook Pegler ("a rat," in Truman's view).
In the good old days, President Truman, the last good Democrat, meant every word in his written response:
Mr Hume:
I've just read your lousy review of Margaret's concert. I've come to the conclusion that you are an "eight ulcer man on four ulcer pay."
It seems to me that you are a frustrated old man who wishes he could have been successful. When you write such poppy-cock as was in the back section of the paper you work for it shows conclusively that you're off the beam and at least four of your ulcers are at work.
Some day I hope to meet you. When that happens you'll need a new nose, a lot of beefsteak for black eyes, and perhaps a supporter below!
Pegler, a gutter snipe, is a gentleman alongside you. I hope you'll accept that statement as a worse insult than a reflection on your ancestry.
H.S.T.
I've just read your lousy review of Margaret's concert. I've come to the conclusion that you are an "eight ulcer man on four ulcer pay."
It seems to me that you are a frustrated old man who wishes he could have been successful. When you write such poppy-cock as was in the back section of the paper you work for it shows conclusively that you're off the beam and at least four of your ulcers are at work.
Some day I hope to meet you. When that happens you'll need a new nose, a lot of beefsteak for black eyes, and perhaps a supporter below!
Pegler, a gutter snipe, is a gentleman alongside you. I hope you'll accept that statement as a worse insult than a reflection on your ancestry.
H.S.T.
The second anecdote took place in television’s pimply-face teenage years:
Before politically incorrect speech became a crime, Left-leaning journalists went bonkers when Spiro T. Agnew called a reporter a fat Jap. Spiro T. was already vice president; so talking heads could not do more than piss and moan about Agnew’s humor aimed at a journalist.
The third anectidite took place after television became Godzilla eating those candidates TV objects to:
The media crucified George Allan because he referred to S. R. Sidarth as macaca. It was harmless, but fair play, because Sidarth was engaging in video tracking.
The final anecdote is The Donald daring to make fun of Saint Megyn:
Bottom line: Television’s media mouths are angry because they no longer have the influence to bring down a candidate that insults somebody with a single word, let alone a paragraph. The Donald gave them enough material to bring down George Washington, yet electronic mouths cannot topple him.
My point: Trump refusing to crawl off with his tail between his legs has talking heads foaming at the mouth. Not because of anything Trump said or stands for, but because they see the media’s might to crown the Republican candidate slipping away.
Let’s all pray that Trump does not go all soft and soggy when he finally believes he has a real chance of getting the nominating —— and winning the general election. Nothing would be more painful than to see The Donald playing nice with the people who would do anything to bury him.