If Chucky Cheese is one of the worst things that can happen to an adult, a voice coach is one of the worst things that can happen to a journalist. Working with a camera and cookie cutter, they take aspiring anchors and commentators and reshape them into characters not found in nature.
I don’t have proof, but – watching “The Last Word” lately, I could have sworn one of those Svengalis had gotten his hands on Lawrence O’Donnell and created a “new & improved” version. I happen to be a great admirer of O’Donnell. But I so prefer the original to his didactic doppelganger.
When he first began subbing for Keith Olbermann on “Countdown” in 2009, I was instantly hooked on O’Donnell. He was the kind of person you so rarely see at the anchor desk: a remarkably decent, caring guy who spoke like a real human. He...