By Tonette Joyce
Would I want to be interviewed on a big-time New York City TV talk show?
Such is our subject for this week and frankly, I don’t think so.
What would they ask me about? My opinions? Well, I have plenty, but very few of them are backed up by real expertise, although, granted, a lot of celebrities speak out on many matters in which they have no real expertise.
Oh, well, perhaps I would be interviewed because I am a celebrity???
Um…not YET, I’m not.
I’d hate for it to be because I survived some terrible man-made problem or natural disaster. Then, absolutely, I do not want to be interviewed on an NYC talk show; I don’t want there to be any reason for it!
Unless, of course we go back to our last month’s topic and I could be interviewed for being the first to greet the Vulcans.
Or I guess it actually could be for my profound and highly readable writings, (not to be judged by many of my blog posts, especially this one).
I have enjoyed David Letterman. I once laughed so hard thumbing through a Top 10 List book that I made a fool of myself in a Barnes and Noble, but he’d probably be the last person I’d want to interview me, seeing how he rags on everyone.
I know Barbara Walters is retiring, so she wouldn’t be in the running for the job, but it’s just as well. She digs deep into a person’s background and meaning behind their actions. I don’t know if I’d like baring my soul that much to the world. By the way, it is a fallacy that she always asks people what kind of tree they’d be. Once when she interviewed an elderly Katherine Hepburn the woman referred to herself as an old tree. Ms. Walters then asked her what kind of tree. That set nearly every journalism teacher to instruct their students to ask people what kind of tree they’d be in any and every interview, as something profound. It wasn’t. It just HAPPENED. Once. It only meant something in context to what ol’ Kate had said.
I suppose it would be the same if I sat down with Larry King, (who I don’t think is in NYC). Again, too soul-baring.
I like Tavis Smiley, (in LA) and Charlie Rose, (who IS in NYC), but again, until my brilliance as a writer has a profound effect on the world, it isn’t going to happen. If it does, watch for me on PBS.
Now that I think about it, with the way MY life works, I WILL be on PBS. If I do get anywhere near the point of being an interviewee, my big-name NYC interviewer would probably be Ernie, Grover or, (God-forbid), Elmo.
What are your thoughts?
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