World news has always been pretty serious stuff. It's full of wars and natural disasters and random shootings and unemployment and starving masses and Congress failing and Obama in way over his head. Growing up in the 60's, I saw the nightly news delivered by serious men in suits who made me feel safe: Walter Cronkite, Eric Sevareid, John Chancellor, Ted Koppel, and the great reporting team of Huntley & Brinkley. What they said was important. It mattered. It must have--they all looked so somber.
Not anymore! These days, hot young women in spike heels rule the "profession" of broadcast journalism, and many of them look
more like hookers than TV reporters. Even the weather forecasters are sexy, as if hearing about an F-5 tornado bearing down on Kansas from a blonde chick showing a lot of cleavage will make the devastation more palatable. They all make me ache for Jane Pauley, who was attractive without being distracting. You could trust her. She was your friend. I'm not so sure about these gals:
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| She's got breasts, just in case you didn't notice. |
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| She also has breasts. |
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| She's got legs, you idiot! |
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| She's a nice girl but still there's a lot of skin showing. |
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| Push-up bras can help breast augmentation too! |
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