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Connie Chung Madness: Let's Line Her Up With John Ashcroft
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This is a political blog, but the on-again, off-again rivalry and dance between the blogosphere and main stream media intrigues me.
The MSM took a huge dive last night.
Watch this unbelievable Connie Chung segment -- where she has clearly lost it. This was her final segment on her just cancelled MSNBC talk show with Maury Povich.
It's about the only performance I have seen that clearly rivals John Ashcroft's "Let the Eagle Soar".
I won't post crap like this much, but I couldn't help myself this time. Television journalism and punditry clearly does need to worry about quality blogging -- even though they are ridding themselves of the Chungster.
-- Steve Clemons
Hat tip to BDG for sending this really bizarre Connie Chung segment.
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No, California, that tremor you felt wasn't a fault-line moving. That was the collective droppings of jaws from the entire blogosphere.
Holy sh....I don't know how else to respond. I'm guessing--hoping, actually--that she did that intoxicated or stoned, b/c if not...wow. Just wow.
It was kinda cute to me. It was parody all the way, with a lot of steam-letting.
Hey Steve, what happened to the site earlier today?
You were doing construction, huh? I'll mail the error I got posting in a minute.
Anyone ever heard of satirical humour? She's clearly spoofing/ridiculing the sensationalist obsession with entertainment in the cable "news" networks of today. Well done, Connie!
I especially liked all the grunting and groaning as she hauled her carcass off the piano.
No wonder I don't watch much TV.
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...I just threw up in my mouth a little...
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Is she drunk, or trying to sing "sexy"?
Someone owes me the last 3 minutes of my life back.
An excellent example of how far self love can go. There must be a better way to critique the MSM TV news pundits.
I think I agree with Duh.
My wife spotted the fact that she's not drunk, just playing drunk. Then there's the dress.
I think we all need to consider that she is pulling our chain really hard and we just don't get it.
Connie sounds a tad bitter here-sorry babe, it's the beast you and your husband helped create. Now that they've tired of you and moved on to the trainwreck du jour, you can't walk away with grace and a smile.
Why is this so surprising? She lost her news credentials a long time ago. This was obviously meant to be a joke. The fact that it missed the part about jokes being funny by thousands of miles shouldn't surprise anyone.
Steve, it sounds as if are you are claiming Povich and Chung are part of the MSM just to bash them.
Who's next? Springer?
I never thought I'd be defending John Ashcroft, but you can't compare the two. Ashcroft's song was pure crap, but at least he can sing. And unintentional parody (Ashcroft) is always much, much funnier than horrible attempts at actual parody (Chung).
Obviously you have a tin ear, that was a giant f u card from her to everyone. Of course, it would have helped if she could carry a tune in a paper bag. Clearly, Connie has no interest in going back to TV. She probably has a job lined up at a think tank.
Holy shit.
That comment is because I am speechless.
She's married to Maury Povich. I think she lost it a LONG time ago.
Clearly a spoof with "back at you". She knocked herself out doing it...
Wow! The comedian Bobby Lee on Mad TV often dresses up in drag and parodies Connie Chung. He couldn't possibly top this. Was she ever taken seriously as a journalist?
Connie has always been completely inane as an interviewer, almost no bearings or sense of shame or propriety whatsoever. And just as dumb and shallow as Bush.
This was in keeping.
This all reminds me of reading, in high school social studies and Latin classes, about what it was like during the fall of the Roman Empire. Shallow, opulent, stupid excess. This video is yet another relict that a future civilizations can use in their social studies text books to teach their children about how senselessly our society was spending money during the downfall of America.
People are out of work, hungry, our national parks are falling into disrepair, key non-profits can't get the funding they need, government is on the brink of financial downfall, and on and on, and this is the kind of crap that millions upon millions of dollars are being spent to create. Nauseating.
What's next Connie, sex video? She should call Paris Hilton.
WE LOVE YOU CONNIE!! BYE-BYE!
She's off to merge the Maury show with Jerry Springer's. Then she'll run for President after she solves the immigration problem and executes all MS-13 members who have committed homocide.
GO CONNIE GO! GO CONNIE GO!
Face it: she can't possibly be as bad as BushCo.
Steve..
She - and Ahscroft I hesitate to add - are in good company.
Take Florence Foster Jenkins - the spectacular offspring of a previous spectacularly Gilded Age in American history.
May I indulge you with a few paragraphs from the liner notes of "The Glory (????) of the Human Voice - A Faust Travesty"...
She emphatically declined to appear in New York oftener than once a year and rarely anywhere else except such favored centers as Washington and Newport. For years her annual recital at the Ritz-Carlton was a private ceremonial for the select few--her stubbornly loyal circle of clubwomen and the adventurous cognoscenti. If the latter at times displayed an unmannerly lack of restraint they were nonetheless faithful.
Music critics covered the event in precisely the same reverse English with which they frequently, though perhaps less intentionally, leave a baffled public speculating as to what actually did happen the night before. Then the word began to get around. Tickets became harder to come by than for a World Series. Finally, on the evening of October 25, 1944, Madame Jenkins took the big step. Forsaking the brocade atmosphere of a fashionable hotel ballroom, she braved Carnegie Hall.
There are those who claim that her death one month and a day later was the result of a broken heart--as unlikely as the story that her career was all a huge joke at the public's expense--a pretty expensive joke, incidentally, since Carnegie Hall was sold out weeks in advance and grossed something like $6,000.
links:
en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Florence_Foster_Jenkins
www.maxbass.com/Florence-Foster-Jenkins.htm
a short sound sample:
(Jenkins singing "Der Hölle Rache" from Wolfgang Amadeus Mozart's Die Zauberflöte)
I liked it, a little true emotion.
Not "cool," but isn't that one of the problems with Washington, the Kewl Kids.
We need more real madness on TV, less banal "cool" bullshit.
It didn't bother me; she had nothing to lose ... her show had just been canceled. Now if she did something like that on her FIRST opening show, then you could probably say she was insane.
She is not worried about what people think; must be nice, there are so many people who are not like that.
I caught that bizzare bit. I think she should be advised to seek medical assistance.
Someone forgot to mic the piano.
> Someone forgot to mic the piano.
Pure David Lynch, if you ask me.
A work of art.
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