Narrating space and time: the elite television anchor
by Jon Rappoport
February 4, 2014
I grew up in the early days of television, when Edward R Murrow and Douglas Edwards were the voices of the news. Murrow came to be the king.
It was his hollow, somber delivery that seemed to resonate with poetry. For the first time, America had a voice and a picture, every night, to give rhythm and pace to events of its time.
The level of trance was remarkable.
I developed a healthy respect for the power of television news. Meaning, I stayed away from it. It was too pat, too modulated, too seductive.
Somehow, America was suddenly missing its sense of an Open Road. We were told matters of the day were too “profound” for something as ephemeral as Endless Possibility. No, that was gone. We were in the Cold War. That was our…
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