Back in the dawn of time, or maybe it was last summer, as Katie Couric headed off to CBS from the set of the Today show, I was asked by speaker and consultant Mary Foley for a comment on whether I thought Couric’s move was bodacious, or a bust. I gave it a cautious thumbs-up, based on my direct observation of Ms. Couric when I worked on the Today show in the ’80s and ’90s, and my subsequent (self-appointed) status as a media observer.
Translated: I watch TV, I have two brain cells to rub together. Look, ma! I’m a critic!
But I digress.
I’ve watched as events have, once again and regrettably, proven me to be prescient in my prediction.
I know, I know – it’s time for AA. Alliterators Anonymous.
The 60 Minutes interview this past Sunday snatched the mask off of Ms. Perky, revealing at least a possible Queen of Mean, if not Cruella DeVille herself.
Katie Couric watched her husband, Jay Monahan, die of colon cancer. I can appreciate that she wants to be taken seriously now that she’s made the leap to a more gravitas-laden daypart, but was it really necessary to appear to paint the Edwards’ decision to continue with a Presidential campaign as a sympathy ploy?
Couric, as an experienced broadcaster and talker, surely knows that vocal inflection is a huge piece of verbal communication. Her inflections throughout the interview were, in a word, strident. Almost accusatory.
I guess it must go something like this – you get offered an anchor desk, but in exchange you have to leave your humanity at the studio door. I wonder if there was any hesitation at all about that exchange…?