Media Weenies

Michelle Cottle at The New Republic has a spot on analysis of the sensitivity of the media towards Obama ever since that hilarious Saturday Night Live skit portraying famous media personalities all atwitter over getting to question the Illinois senator.

She slams her colleagues for being a bunch of wimps:

Seriously? Can this possibly be true? I fear it is, and it makes me wonder why journalists are such pathetic dogs. Scold us, and we immediately go into a shame-faced crouch, start lashing ourselves like medieval monks, and become desperate to win back your approval. You are absolutely right: we were too soft on Bush in 2000; we got suckered into backing the Iraq war; we fixate on the horse-race aspects of elections instead of delivering you hours and hours and pages and pages of insightful policy analysis; every last one of us is a card-caring liberal; we care nothing for the truth and will repeat any old rumor that comes down the pipeline without regard to whether there's any reason to believe it's true; and, given our druthers, we would print nothing but naked pictures of Britney Spears and Paris Hilton, preferably wrestling one another in a pit of chocolate pudding. For all this and much, much more, we are so very very sorry. Just please stop being mean to us. We'll do anything. Seriously. We only want to be loved.
Cottle concludes with "If the media can't take some gentle late-night ribbing without going all to pieces, that is the real embarrassment." Indeed.
Michelle Cottle at The New Republic has a spot on analysis of the sensitivity of the media towards Obama ever since that hilarious Saturday Night Live skit portraying famous media personalities all atwitter over getting to question the Illinois senator.

She slams her colleagues for being a bunch of wimps:

Seriously? Can this possibly be true? I fear it is, and it makes me wonder why journalists are such pathetic dogs. Scold us, and we immediately go into a shame-faced crouch, start lashing ourselves like medieval monks, and become desperate to win back your approval. You are absolutely right: we were too soft on Bush in 2000; we got suckered into backing the Iraq war; we fixate on the horse-race aspects of elections instead of delivering you hours and hours and pages and pages of insightful policy analysis; every last one of us is a card-caring liberal; we care nothing for the truth and will repeat any old rumor that comes down the pipeline without regard to whether there's any reason to believe it's true; and, given our druthers, we would print nothing but naked pictures of Britney Spears and Paris Hilton, preferably wrestling one another in a pit of chocolate pudding. For all this and much, much more, we are so very very sorry. Just please stop being mean to us. We'll do anything. Seriously. We only want to be loved.
Cottle concludes with "If the media can't take some gentle late-night ribbing without going all to pieces, that is the real embarrassment." Indeed.