My Fair Lady and I have relatives in New Orleans (whom we still haven’t heard from), so I was eager to learn as much as I could last night about the storm. After flipping through the local newscasts, I offer these insights, for what they’re worth:
—James Aydelott has an unfortunate name. It’s pronounced “ate a lot,” more or less. “James ate a lot in the weather center …” Not good when people are dying.
–Also not good when people are dying: bragging about your own flesh wounds. J.D. Miles wrapped up his report by melodramatically saying, “A piece of flying metal hit me and my camera man. I have a gash on the back of my head and possibly a concussion.” But he never showed us the “gash.” And, worse yet, he made a pun about “the Big Easy breathing easy” after the storm passed.
–Note to Heather Hays: the city in Mississippi is “Beh luk see,” not “Beh lock see.”
—Jane McGarry insists on calling thieves “crooks” and referring to cars “wrecking into” things. Is it just me?
–I love the Southwest Airlines anti-Wright spot about the outdated laws. They must run that thing on every channel three times during the 10 o’clock news.
