I grew up watching David Letterman. I was there when he first started doing that nighttime show after having fought his way up through the trenches as a weatherman at some local station in Indianapolis. He was a natural. Over the years, I've looked forward to his wit and stunning humor every time I wasn't working the night shift.
I've also looked forward to 60 Minutes every Sunday night for the past 30 years or so; I could probably count the number of shows I've missed on one hand. Good old CBS. All the powerhouse journalists, reporters and true entertainers a man would need in a lifetime. But not any more, folks.
Sorry. The swan song has been sung, the curtains are down, the lights are out and Elvis has left the building.
I'll miss them all: CBS Up to the Minute, The Jane Pauley Show, The Price is Right, The Young and the Restless ... OK, that's a bit of a stretch. We're not going to miss the soaps, or Oprah. Oprah Winfrey never did excite me that much. Or the NFL. I'm not that much of a football fan.
Maybe I would have hung around for an autograph or two if they hadn't started getting so political and biased in their blatant opinions and promotions of everybody in the Democratic Party. Couldn't they just have come to work, informed and entertained me, then punched out and gone home?
Did they really have to get so political and start shoving some loser senator down my throat, when informing and entertaining me was their job? I would just rather not be indoctrinated and brainwashed.
Speaking of Rather, I suppose there was a time when I would have asked him for an autograph. But not any more, folks.
Bobby Greene, North Augusta, S.C.