Ted Koppel's embarrassing debut as a Times columnist.

Ted Koppel's embarrassing debut as a Times columnist.

Ted Koppel's embarrassing debut as a Times columnist.

Media criticism.
Jan. 30 2006 7:02 PM

This Ain't Nightline

Ted Koppel's embarrassing debut as a Times columnist.

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Stefanie Lindeman exposes this bit of Ted blowhardery from Page 52:

When there is no wind, you cannot sail. When the wind is too powerful, it is foolish to sail.  You cannot sail directly into the wind, but by tacking patiently back and forth you can arrive at the point from which the wind is coming. Never take the wind for granted. It can change force and direction without apparent notice.


Sheena Foster holds the hankie for Ted as he laments the vast wasteland of television on Page 122:

Tonight the last episode of the police drama Homicide will be aired. It has always been good, occasionally even great. It's being canceled because of high costs and relatively low ratings. Television is drowning in crap and a wonderful series like Homicide can't survive. Unfortunately, quality takes time and costs money. Therefore it takes an even larger audience and higher advertising rates than usual to make a series like Homicide profitable. The program was popular, just not popular enough.

Karyla Trester Randomizes to Page 20 and discovers the origin of Ted's dispute with Giant supermarket:

The Giant has a sale on Cap'n Crunch cereal today--$1.84 (half price)
for a "13-16 oz." box (13-16 ounces? That's an interesting twist).
Are we now selling goods within a weight range? You may be getting a
full pound of cereal or maybe not.

Karen Meyer accuses Ted of going poetical on us after reading this passage on Page 51:

It's calm out on the gulf today, but a couple of days ago when big breakers were crashing in I jotted down a line that captured the moment for me: "The beach daisies are bobbing and weaving and the wind is tearing lace curtains of foam from the waves as they collapse on the beach."

Cara Bucciarelli finds Ted playing Marlon Brando on Page 174:

Late this afternoon I was swinging Jake on the little swing we set up under
the rose trellis that we constructed for his mother's wedding nearly nine years ago.  Then I did a variation on the Marlon Brando bit in The Godfather, when he's dodging between, and hiding among, the tomato plants. Jake loved it, laughing and giggling. How much we take these sorts of things for granted.

Okay, I think we're approaching the limits of fair use under the copyright laws. Thanks to everybody for Randomizing!