I Hope They Have Dry Erase Boards in Heaven
I want to say something about the death of Tim Russert.
The thing is, I don't quite know what to say.
The news hit me pretty hard, which is odd, because I can't say that I ever thought of Tim Russert as someone I liked or admired. Not that I disliked him. Looking back, I think I did rather enjoy seeing him on the television when I'd turn on the news, as opposed to so many other faces, who induce feelings of nausea or disdain when I see them. I would usually stay and watch Tim, whereas with most other people, I'd change the channel.
Still, Meet the Press wasn't exactly a mainstay of my existence. I'd watch it if I happened to flip past it, almost always in repeat, but I didn't set my watch by it.
Perhaps it was the sudden-ness of it all that made it strike me so hard. The man was the same age as my father, and one day he just up and drops dead, without warning, at work. Not just that, but despite the fact that he may not have meant all that much to me, he was definitely a staple of the network I watch when I am going to watch the news. It's odd that he died this week, because earlier in the week, I had been reminiscing with a friend of mine about Russert and the 2000 election and his famous dry erase board. This election will not quite be the same without that.
Honestly, the more I think about it, the more I realize that Russert was more important to me than I realized. I guess I sort of took his presence for granted. Of course, when watching coverage of election returns on MSNBC, Tim would be there lending his voice to the day's events. His interest and fervor for politics is something I really relate to, though he parlayed it into a very successful career whereas I dabble in it as a hobby from time to time. The more I think about it, the more I realize that I'm really going to miss having him on the air. Perhaps this is why it struck me so surprisingly, because I'd never honestly thought about it before.
When I first read the news, it was on a message board, and I thought the person must have gotten it wrong. So I looked elsewhere to confirm it, and felt extreme shock and even a little sadness. I watched some of the coverage when I got home from work and listened to all the nice things everyone had to say about him. The way they described him, he seemed like an affable guy, but also a tough journalist. Then again, you rarely hear many bad things about people once they die. Unless it can't be avoided. Then again, Tim must have done something right in his time here on earth if his death would enable me to watch Keith Olbermann's show without wanting to vomit.
Of all the things I've read and heard, I think I appreciated Gwen Ifill's tribute the most. She doesn't shy away from being critical of him when she feels it's warranted, but the overall tone is one of affection and respect.
Rest in peace, Tim. You will be missed.

