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The Big Three

Gibson. Williams. Couric.

Could they be the next powerhouse trio of evening news? Could they be the next Jennings, Brokaw and Rather (who, now that I write that out, sounds a lot like a law firm)?

ABC just announced that Charles Gibson will leave Good Morning America this summer to become the new anchor of struggling news show World News Tonight. He replaces Elizabeth Vargas, who soon will be on maternity leave and then who knows where after that. She was to be paired with Bob Woodruff at the anchor desk, but a month after the deal was announced, Woodruff got blown up in Iraq and sustained serious head injuries.

Injuries from which ABC claims he's recovering nicely, thank you very much. But has anyone seen him in public? Has he done any on-camera interviews? In a news release, Woodruff supposedly called Gibson a mentor and friend, and said: "I look forward to contributing to his broadcast as soon as I am able." Now really, is that the way normal people talk? I'm thinking the network's legal department crafted that one.

At any rate, Charlie's our new guy. I actually think NBC should ditch Brian Williams for the nightly news and replace him with Matt Lauer or even Ann Curry (from the "I don't understand it, I just read it" school of reporting). We could have all three networks parading their morning schleps as real broadcast journalists. We could have them step away from the evening news set to do segments on "making the perfect marinade" with Mr. Food or "avoiding fashion faux pas" with Mr. Blackwell. Maybe throw in a mommy makeover, just for fun.

What's the fate of network nightly news?

I think I'll stick with NPR.

Comments

Anonymous said…
Woman - them there's fightin' words. I like Charlie.

Can't say much about the others, since I only watch GMA.

He drilled Michael Chertoff this morning!!!!
Anonymous said…
NPR isn't without fault on the anchor department either. Lets not forget how they ditched Bob Edwards, someone who really knew how to ask a question and then get out of the way, for east coast dimwitted guy and west coast dimwitted girl.

The sad thing about network news anymore is that Jon Stewart and The Daily Show have more news, are more accurate and are more entertaining than the three networks combined.

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