Kicking A Man When He's Dead

It's a holiday so here is a rerun of one of my favorites

This article appeared as one of my columns for Hustler Magazine and was edited by Bruce David.  Of all the columns I have done so far, this one is my favorite and I thought I would share it with you.

A few months ago an article of mine appeared in Hustler magazine called “The Political Cage Match” in which I discussed the appalling coverage by the news networks of the campaign for the presidency. I especially picked on NBC whose coverage was so terrible that I was compelled to rip each and everyone of their sleazy news team a new asshole. But I saved my biggest salvo for Tim Russert a man who embodied everything that has been egregious about this year’s election coverage. As luck would have it old Tim died just about day and date with that issue coming out. Did I feel bad? Did I try and buy up all the known copies of that issue? No! In fact I felt no remorse about my critique. The coverage of his death that followed only made me more resolute in my feelings as it went into overkill.

Constantly for seven straight days they hammered away at his passing. Look, I’m not so hard hearted as to not understand that the passing of a close associate, especially one that came so suddenly did warrant some on the air tributes but this went on for a week.

It was as though NBC News was sitting Shiva for a gentile. Sitting Shiva for all you non-Jews out there is ritual in which the immediate family goes back to the home and (if you’re really orthodox) sit on hard benches for seven days while friends come by and bring food and drink for them. I work about a block away from their New York News Center and was almost compelled to walk over there with a box of knishes it was getting so morbid. It’s a toss up as to which is in worse taste, what I am writing now or the way they handled the whole thing.

All the tributes told us what a great guy he was. There were remembrances about what a great father he was. Proof of that was his son Luke who seemed like a well mannered and decent individual of great bearing, but who wound up spending more screen time that week than any NBC newsman. After a while it seemed like he was auditioning for his father’s job. Don’t worry if you liked him, I’m sure this won’t be the last we’ll see of him.

There were constant mentions of what a “workaholic” he was, sometimes working as much as 14 hours or more a day. My question is, when did he have enough time to be a great husband and father? Didn’t he realize the besides depriving his family he was setting himself up for the heart event that removed him from their lives completely?

By the way, I should note that a few weeks later Tony Snow, the former press secretary and host on Fox news died. In many ways he was more important than Tim, but the media played this one out after just a weekend and that was it. Maybe Fox does have some taste after all.

Sure it was sad that Tim had to go at the age of 58. It is far too young for anyone to die. But so is 18 or 21 or even 34 and those are ages that our men and women are being slaughtered at in the war in Iraq. So many soldiers died so young and all because of the likes of Tim Russert.

It was “Timid Tim” after all who was part of the press helping George Bush beat the drums for war by believing every press handout from the White House without question. As Washington bureau chief for NBC he made major editorial decisions and allowed the “Bushies” to get away with wholesale murder not by action but by inaction. He blithely allowed the run up to the war to be reported without asking questions.

The press should be our ombudsmen. We don’t have access to power and the truth but they do and we invest in them the responsibility to do what we cannot. The value of a strong and vigilant press is that they do the snooping for us and attempt to sort fact from fiction.

So whom am I supposed to feel sorry for? Tim at 58 who dropped dead while recording the opening for “Meet The Press” at the air-conditioned NBC studios in Washington DC or the soldier who died younger than he should have lying in a ditch somewhere in the blazing heat of the Middle East. It’s got to be the soldier who found himself in a hellhole because Tim didn’t do his job.

Mind you, I’m not callous. I feel sorry for Tim’s family who never again will have the fleeting glance of seeing him in a blur going out the door to work at dawn and then a quick peek when he arrived home at 10:00 at night exhausted. Most of all I feel sad for Tim Russert who left this “mortal coil” with blood on his conscience because he failed in his duty as a journalist to ferret out the truth.