Sean Spicer is out as Trump’s press secretary.
Must be true … it was in all the papers.
Is it important? Not a whit.
Spicer was a sideshow act who bathed in rapt attention from … people who care about what a press secretary does, such as reporters who don't have anything better to do, the commentariat on Fox News and MSNBC and Saturday Night Live writers.
What Trump says and does … matters.
What Spicer or Sara Huckabee-Sanders or Anthony Scaramucci say is dramatically less significant, although I was told, breathlessly, by reporters covering the great event that Spicer had been “must-see TV.”
Says who? Give me Nielsen ratings that show that to be true. It’s like all these goofballs who say something has gone viral. With no numbers attached to it. How many people watched it? Who knows? Viral is good. Must-see TV is good.
And so on and so on and scooby dooby doo, as Sly Stone put it.
Me? I’d rather read a book or listen to music or go for a hike than listen to a guy try to explain things to overcaffeinated reporters shouting over each other and insisting on asking convoluted 45-second grammatically challenged questions … then requesting a follow-up.
Aside: Here is my first rule of interviewing: The answers ALWAYS must be longer than the questions. If you upchuck a 4-parter onto Spicer’s lap and he answers with one clause, say “we’ve already answered that” … well, you’ve only served your own ego and contributed nil to our understanding of what is happening in Washington. End aside.
And the idea that understanding what is happening in Washington depends upon listening to what is said at press briefings is mind-numbingly short-sighted.
The reporters should find better things to do and you viewers at home will have to go back to watching those late-night talk shows in which everyone has a desk, everyone wears a suit, everyone has a band, the audience always applauds ... and nothing ever happens.