{"id":680,"date":"2009-10-16T18:37:08","date_gmt":"2009-10-16T22:37:08","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.irawagler.com\/?p=680"},"modified":"2009-10-21T21:47:47","modified_gmt":"2009-10-22T01:47:47","slug":"cnn-and-me","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.irawagler.com\/?p=680","title":{"rendered":"CNN and Me"},"content":{"rendered":"

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I make my living off the evening news.
\nJust give me something, something I can use.
\nPeople love it when you lose, they love dirty laundry\u2026<\/p>\n

Kick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down.
\nKick ’em when they’re up, kick ’em when they’re down…<\/p>\n

We can do the innuendo, we can dance and sing.
\nWhen it’s said and done, we haven’t told you a thing.
\nWe all know that crap is king, give us dirty laundry.<\/p>\n

—Don Henley, lyrics: Dirty Laundry
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I really don\u2019t know how this stuff happens. Generally I mind my own business pretty well. It\u2019s not like I\u2019m out there, beating the bushes for publicity. But once in awhile, it seems, strange events bombard me, events so far beyond the remotest realms of possibility that the aftermath leaves me shaking my head in disbelief. And a little shaken. <\/p>\n

It all started a few weeks ago one morning at work. I stumbled in bleary eyed, sipping my coffee, with nothing more on my mind than the day\u2019s work schedule. After firing up my computer and checking my email, I noticed a message from a strange source. CNN. Probably spam, I thought. That close, I deleted it. But then decided to check it out. The sender claimed to work for CNN in New York. She had noticed on my blog that I listen to talk radio. They were doing a program soon on conservative talk radio listeners. Would I perhaps be interested in an interview?<\/p>\n

It seemed legit. So I returned a short message. You want to talk to me. When? How long? I\u2019m available evenings. Within two minutes she replied. Could I call her right away? It wouldn\u2019t take but a minute. <\/p>\n

So I called, setting off a chain of events that will culminate next week. The nice lady\u2019s name was Nailah and she hadn\u2019t lied. She actually needed only about two minutes. Where was I located? Lancaster, PA. How long had I listened to talk radio, specifically Rush? Since 1992. Do I still listen every day? Yep. Which local station do I listen to? WHP 580 in Harrisburg, Bob Durgin\u2019s afternoon show. And RJ Harris in the mornings. <\/p>\n

And that was about it. Kinda wild. Nothing at all about being raised Amish. That\u2019s my shtick, where most of my stories originate, and why my readership is what it is. But she didn\u2019t go there at all. By George, they were on the subject of talk radio listeners, and that\u2019s what they\u2019d stick with. <\/p>\n

She told me that the Lancaster area would be quite attractive to them, since the producer and other personnel could drive up, and get it done in one day. After giving her my contact numbers, I hung up. I didn\u2019t think enough of the conversation to mention it to a single soul. The chances of CNN interviewing me, I figured, were about as remote as me winning the Mega lottery. Ain\u2019t gonna happen. Not after they read some of the rants on my blog. <\/p>\n

The following week, I left for my niece\u2019s wedding in Indiana. The CNN thing was so far removed from my consciousness that I never even mentioned it to one person. I returned to the office on Monday, Oct. 5, again with nothing more on my mind than the work that had piled up in my absence. <\/p>\n

Before 9, my direct line rang. Unknown number. 212 area code. I answered. It was Bob Ruff, a CNN producer from New York City. Would I still be interested in doing an interview? Sure, I said. We talked a bit, and he told me he would arrive with the filming crew on Wednesday afternoon. The filming would be done for their morning show, American Morning. I would be interviewed by Carol Costello, from CNN\u2019s Washington D.C. office. <\/p>\n

He paused a bit after speaking her name, as if awaiting my startled exclamation. I said nothing. I wouldn\u2019t know Carol Costello if I saw her. Never heard of her. I didn\u2019t say that, just thought it. It also flashed through my mind that being interviewed by some wacko left wing feminist anchorette from DC was probably just about the last thing I needed. But I didn\u2019t say that either.<\/p>\n

Bob thanked me and hung up. He\u2019d be in touch to finalize details, he claimed. I hung up. About then I started to freak out just a bit. I approached Pat, my boss, and filled him in. Sorry, I said. I should have told you before. After picking himself up off the floor, Pat allowed that he had no problems with the plan. Go for it, he said. After lunch, Bob called again. It was set. They would come on Wednesday.<\/p>\n

I tried to grasp what had just happened. CNN had just called and they were coming out to interview me. CNN. That bastion of left wing, Obama-worshiping liberalism. CNN, which for years has been leaking viewers like a sieve. I’m no fan of CNN. And that’s being polite. I never watch any of their programming. Never. My head would explode. (I don’t watch Fox News either. I’m fair and balanced. I don’t watch any TV news.) But now CNN had somehow located me and wanted to interview me about conservative talk radio. It had to be a trap. <\/p>\n

Tuesday arrived and I expected to hear from Bob the producer again. But the phone stayed quiet. He never called. Maybe they weren\u2019t coming after all, I told Pat as we discussed the situation. Pat asked if I was preparing any comments. Nope. I didn\u2019t know what they\u2019re going to ask, and besides, if you know what you believe, you don\u2019t need to prepare statements. Just state your beliefs. That\u2019s what Rush always says. <\/p>\n

Strangely, I slept well on Tuesday night. Slumbered. Wednesday dawned. I dressed and set out for the office, half thinking the CNN people wouldn\u2019t show up. But as I drove along, listening to RJ Harris of the local WHP station in Harrisburg, he suddenly announced that CNN was coming by that day. To interview them and local listener Ira Wagler. Believe me, when you\u2019re driving along half asleep early in the morning, sipping coffee, and you hear your own name booming over the radio, that jolts you awake. Big time. Big Blue almost dove for the ditch. And about that moment I realized without a doubt that CNN was indeed coming to interview me that day. <\/p>\n

At the office, the day proceeded. No calls from Bob the producer. Noon came and went. Still nothing. Then about 1 o\u2019clock, my cell phone rang. Bob the producer. They were just wrapping up at WHP in Harrisburg. They would be at the office by 2:30. They wanted to film me at my desk listening to Rush on the Internet before 3:00. <\/p>\n

I tried to stay calm. But I was freaking again, just a bit. What in the world had I gotten myself into this time? Around 2:30, after fielding a few calls from Bob and the cameraman, who claimed to be lost, the main crew arrived. They wasted no time. The cameraman, whose name now escapes me, opened a large case and extracted a huge filming camera. He set up in my office and filmed for the next fifteen minutes. Just me sitting at my desk, working (or pretending to) while listening to Rush. Another cameraman was on the way, and Carol Costello should be here by 3:00, they said. <\/p>\n

The second cameraman arrived, and moments later the door opened and she strolled in. A lovely, polished lady, perfectly coifed. Carol Costello. One of the \u201cbeautiful people.\u201d She walked right up to the counter where I stood, half frozen, smiled graciously and extended her hand. We introduced ourselves. And stood there and chatted while the cameramen set up their equipment. <\/p>\n

There was about a ton of it. They opened cases, set up bright lights, strung electrical cords, plugged in stuff. Everyone in the office pretty much shut down and stood at a safe distance, gaping. Carol and I chatted. She immediately put me at ease. No, she didn\u2019t have a list of questions. She would let the conversation flow naturally, she said. And no trick questions. <\/p>\n

\u201cAre you really going to use this film on CNN, or is this just one of many?\u201d I asked. <\/p>\n

\u201cIt\u2019s definitely running,\u201d she answered. \u201cI make those decisions. This filming should have an actual air time of around three minutes, which is a long time.\u201d <\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019ll look forward to it.\u201d I said. \u201cBut I\u2019m withholding judgment until I see the final presentation. I don\u2019t really trust you guys.\u201d A huge understatement. She laughed. <\/p>\n

\u201cYou better treat me right,\u201d I said, half jokingly. \u201cOr I\u2019ll whack you on my blog.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cDon\u2019t worry,\u201d she said. \u201cWe just want to do a piece on people who listen to talk radio.\u201d<\/p>\n

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\nGetting wired.<\/p>\n

I didn\u2019t have a whole lot of time to get nervous. The cameramen approached and wired us both with tiny mics. A few practice runs, and we were off. <\/p>\n

She was a class act. Gracious. Good, really good at what she did. Looked me in the eyes. Talked directly to me. I did the same to her. And strangely, even though my coworkers and some customers stood on the peripheral of things and watched, I was able to tune everyone out and focus almost entirely on Carol and her questions. She kept her promise. No trick questions. She didn\u2019t try to trap me. She allowed the conversation to flow. <\/p>\n

It was mostly about Rush. I mentioned Glenn Beck, but Rush was the focus. When did I start listening to him? 1992, I said. Do I agree with him? Not on everything. My political views? Ron Paul libertarian. And so on. At the very end, she asked a few questions about the local WHP station and the guys there. <\/p>\n

And I stood there in front of the counter behind which I work every day, a hick country boy from hardscrabble roots, and talked for probably twenty-five minutes to this beautiful cosmopolitan jet-setting CNN correspondent from Washington, DC. Who had briefly left her world and inserted herself into mine. Unbelievably, time flew. I stammered and stuttered a few times, but overall, I spoke slowly, at least for me, and gave fairly articulate answers. At least I think so. Watch the film prove me wrong. <\/p>\n

THE ACTUAL INTERVIEW. Thanks to Rosita Martin for her pics.
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And then it was over. At least that part. Now, Bob the producer instructed, we needed to go for a ride on Big Blue, with both cameramen squashed in the back seat, as I drove \u201chome\u201d and listened to local firebrand Bob Durgin, whose show started immediately after Rush. So we walked out and piled in. Carol and I up front. Two men with large filming cameras in the back. By this time, Carol and I were chatting it up like old friends. I was completely at ease. She was just a person, doing her job.<\/p>\n

She claimed to have met my hero, Ron Paul, numerous times in the CNN studios. I believe her. I startled her only once. She spoke glowingly of some of the bipartisan Republicans she knew in DC. Like Lindsay Graham, for instance, she said. I said nothing, just mumbled under my breath, \u201cLindsay Graham is a pansy.\u201d<\/p>\n

She heard me and gasped. Couldn\u2019t stop herself. I hastily explained. \u201cHe\u2019s moderate. Bipartisan. I don\u2019t want bipartisan. I want someone who stands on principles.\u201d <\/p>\n

We then took another short drive in Big Blue, just me and her, as the cameraman filmed us from our yard. We sat in the truck, chatting like two old friends. <\/p>\n

\u201cDoes anyone here at your office watch CNN?\u201d She suddenly asked, almost wistfully. I wanted to tell her that we did. But I couldn\u2019t.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo,\u201d I answered gently. \u201cBut we will watch this episode.\u201d She nodded, looking mildly crestfallen. <\/p>\n

And then her part was over and it was time for her to leave. \u201cBefore you go,\u201d I said, \u201cI want a picture of just me and you.\u201d She agreed readily. So we stood and posed. <\/p>\n

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\nCarol Costello and me.<\/p>\n

\u201cNow I want an autograph,\u201d I said. And she was genuinely flattered. She wrote me a nice little note and signed and dated it. \u201cThis is big stuff,\u201d I told her. \u201cNothing much ever happens in this hick town.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI still have to pinch myself sometimes,\u201d she replied. \u201cThat I actually work at CNN.\u201d And then she smiled and waved and left us. Back to her home in Baltimore, and her office in DC. The intense savage world of broadcast journalism. <\/p>\n

The cameraman still wanted footage of me walking to Big Blue with my briefcase, \u201cgoing home.\u201d Shot after shot, in scene after scene. He got it all. <\/p>\n

And all that footage will be edited down to around three minutes of actual air time. Probably interspersed with opposing viewpoints. Who knows? It will show on CNN\u2019s American Morning program on one of three dates, Oct. 19, 20 or 21. After airing, it will be available almost immediately on CNN\u2019s website. After it\u2019s posted, I will link to this site and also on Facebook. I\u2019m curious indeed as to what will be shown and how it\u2019s presented. <\/p>\n

The next morning, Thursday, RJ Harris of the local WHP station called me at work to discuss the event. We spoke live on the air for about four minutes. And with that, the whirlwind twenty-four hours of abnormal activities ended. Only then did I stop, relax and try to absorb what had actually happened. <\/p>\n

I\u2019d been interviewed on CNN, for their American Morning program. Which is aired nationally from coast to coast. I\u2019d been picked from among three hundred million fellow Americans. Randomly, it seemed. <\/p>\n

Why, one might ask, would I even do such a thing? It\u2019s risky. Even though I didn\u2019t say anything stupid, they can still make me look stupid, with their editing and cutting. Cut short a sentence. Splice words together, to make me say something I hadn\u2019t said. There\u2019s any number of things that might happen. <\/p>\n

It could be a hit job. I don\u2019t know. And won\u2019t until I see it. <\/p>\n

If it is, it is. Either way, it was a grand adventure. The kind of adventure most people don’t get to experience in a lifetime. Besides, I figured I held a trump card. If it is a hit job, I can at least expose it for what it was to the people that know me. Right here, on this blog. <\/p>\n

Unlike most people, at least I have somewhat of a public forum out there to defend myself. I hope Carol Costello and the folks at CNN treat me right. If they do, I\u2019ll gladly credit them. If they don\u2019t, well, they\u2019ll stir the old writing juices again. Get me roiled and riled. And we’ve all walked together down that path before. <\/p>\n

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\nPOST NOTE:<\/p>\n

THE FIRST SEGMENT WAS BROADCAST MONDAY, OCT. 19. IT’S THE ONLY ONE THAT INCLUDED ME. <\/p>\n

Link to Monday’s broadcast<\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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