The only person associated with Tim Russert who didn't make a complete ass of him/herself on national television during last week's Orgy O'Grief (aside from Maureen Orth, who even if she'd wanted to appear wouldn't have been able to get a word in edgewise) is Russert's son, Luke, whose very poise and self-assuredness in the face of all the masturbatory hue and cry and rending of garments on the part of his old man's co-workers makes his very existence more of a tribute to and reflection on his father than all the blathering of the nattering classes.
This interview was three freakin' days after he lost his father:
As my mother would say, a NICE boy.
Labels: media, Tim Russert