Once upon a time Charlie Rose was my hero. Pre-internet, no cable, and he and NPR were the only ways I had of staying in touch with the larger world.
I'm still glad he's around, but I now realize he's very mortal.
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Originally Posted by !@#$%!
1) when he tries to talk over the guest to prove that he knows everything. SHUT UP CHARLIE!
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--I recall Oliver Stone rolling his eyes at the 10,000th interruption.
--An editor at the New Yorker, Adam Gopnik. "A writer needs three things..." He listed two before Charlie cut him off and changed the subject. I actually emailed Gopnik the next day to find out the third thing. Jesus fuck.