Watching Carville And Matalin Weep

I almost sent a note the other day to see what you thought of this image. I didn’t see the broadcast, so I don’t know if this made it onto the air or not. Based on your comments though, the image is being promoted by the network/show.
my first reaction was that it was from the broadcast and Carville/Matalin were playing for the camera, as always. later I thought it was an outtake and thought it unpleasant that the still had been released.
but pausing here to look at this photo again, it is a bit humanizing, mostly b/c they look more like actual people on air personas. you can see a wedge of his skin where his pant and sock fail to meet, her pants appear to be some kind of fashion crime and are not flattering. what we get are these normal bits in place of the celeb/pundit faces, complete with the nods and winks you note above.
frankly, I found russert’s performance on MTP and other venues to be awful, and for the most part I think people have been very gracious in talking about his journalism since his passing. I’m weary of hearing about him and think coverage of his death has moved from an initially perhaps justified one day saturation to exploitation or just filler. (the best tribute I saw was in the Moment of Zen on The Daily Show). I suspect my reaction to this image was shaped by my low opinion of MTP and Russert’s journalism. If this had been a reaction to the passing of a more formidable tv journalist, e.g., Bill Moyers, then I think my reaction to the same photo of the same people would have been much more kind.

“almost unbearable for me to look at”
Both those people give me that reaction even if they aren’t crying.
I’d be crying too if I was in a relationship with either one of those two.
Depending on how MTP survives this loss, this could be the end of their relationship.
MTP + (Unjust)WAR = Karma

The gold pedal pumpers….and the glimpse of a white leg, above a short black sock, give the photo a porno touch. These people are crazy.

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I never will understand these two. The fact that they love each other and live together only makes me think that neither of them are true to their convictions. I don’t really think they have any convictions. They just have a job to do and they do it for the paycheck. The world be damned.

I am not surprised that the first sincere expression from either of these people was completely inadvertent.

I didn’t see this broadcast either. I thought the coverage quickly moved into the absurd and just became unwatchable for me. The thing about this photo that I find strange is that if they are indeed actually grieving and not playacting, they are doing so separately. They aren’t comforting each other, which seems to me to be the sort of thing that a loving couple would do, even if it was just a pat of the hand or something. Maybe they did do that, but it doesn’t show here and this shot just doesn’t look authentic.

Pundits! I do mean it in a very derogatory sense!
Sell-outs for specific opinions to generate them for public consumption. Trained in deception and in convincing presentation of lies.
MSM has had many field days out of this death.

I thought this photo was the first real evidence that Carville and Matalin are human. Thank goodness. I guess.

The two most vulgar people in America.

There is a significant and revealing amount of judgment here. Grief, like an unstoppable physical force, pours out of people against their will – this, contrary to what is expressed above, does not make it any less genuine or sincere than more refined or volitional emotions.
Our seemingly instinctual desire to cast these people as hacks, villains or emotionally disingenuous propagandists is a byproduct of our hyper-attentive interest in their subject matter. Watching them weep is, therefore, akin to watching them do any physically human (and therefore entirely unsurprising) thing – it reminds us that we never really saw them as what they really are: burping, sweating, farting, defecating, blinking primates.

To be a “jounalist” without enemies is not to be a journalist.
If you don’t have people angy with you, you haven’t done your job.
How many people will weep at Sy Hersh’s funeral? How many want to dance on his grave?

Its the Diana moment isnt it? Was up in Thailand when rheinhardt broke the story…What a story: journalist dies! No, really, really.. dead..Said cable chanel danced with it for a little while and then realised they didnt have all/many of the facts.
Newsworthy? sure.
Journalism: no.
Never mind. lets run old footage and montage the rest. Lets colonise in the interim. Claim him, ‘..as one of our own’. Tough. In partic for reinhart: a wily fox up against faux journalism that no-one dare disclaim
Hang your head for me – as Mr Waits might have half-sung

As sterling narcissists, they are crying for themselves.

Just another passing of a hack saluted by other hacks.

a minor note, not a criticism : i’m not questioning the authenticity of the moment (because i believe the grief real in the two) but matalin’s casually crossed leg struck me as oddly incongruous to her weeping.
did they comfort one another at some point? a hand held or a pat on the knee? they seem so separate in their grief, which adds another layer to the sadness.

The only thing I would have put 100% faith in is their heartlessness. This photo illustrates their whole shtick, which is the separation and opposition of this husband and wife.
I have tried to forgive the maudlin display put on by those who have both lost a dear friend and been surprised by the fact of mortality.
I just cannot see any love in this picture. People do try to comfort each other in grief, but the show must go on no matter what. I’m so glad I didn’t see it.

I think little enough of this cynical, despicable pair of political operatives that I doubt this is anything more than the equivalent of the photo ops that Matalin helps craft for George W. Bush.
Bury your face in your hand while sitting in front of a backdrop of “Meet the Press” to humanize yourself. That will make you seem more authentic, which in turn will increase your television “face time” value for face time during this political season. We’ll put it in the press kit.
It’s a Meet the Press handout. Wasn’t Russert loved? Let’s forget that he was a source (and best friend) for Novak and Dick Cheney’s best venue for disseminating Matalin’s WHIG strategies.
Incestuous. Washington “journalism”-political operative incest. Despicable.

I can’t watch Matalin resurrect this old routine without being reminded of her role in the death bed absolution of old whats-his-name.
We all have to deal with death in our own way. But I’m not obliged to tune in to ‘The Show’.

They are not “dropping the role” here. They are fulfilling it. They know where they are. I’m surprised the BAG thinks they are being sincere here, frankly. It is unnerving to look at because they are being disgustingly false. Check with your stomach, BAG – maybe that feeling isn’t nerves, but nausea.
Methinks they weep overmuch…

Dear BAG,
Re: “So, to completely drop role and emotionally go to pieces on set is beyond jarring.”
Actually it is beyond belief. At least my belief. I sincerely doubt that Matalin & Carville have allowed a sincere moment of their existence to be seen or heard on the media since the era when George Bush was still one of the world’s great party animals.
Let’s come to grips with a Democratic Party operative who cynically supported the fascist in Bolivian elections during the off-season in Washington.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Our_Brand_Is_Crisis
Let’s come to grips with a Republican Party fishwife who was so vile that shock-jock Don Imus had to chastise her for her pathological obsession with compulsive lying:
http://tinyurl.com/2zlqy4
Crooks & Liars has the trascript of Imus excoriating Matalin:
Imus, “None of you can tell the truth, it’s insane. It’s like a disease you guys have.”
Mr. BAG, why in the world would you think that photo is anything other than a staged photo op designed to impact the viewer EMOTIONALLY, while removing rational analysis of the propaganda purposes of Meet the Press and all the miserable human being associated with it?
If ever there has been a faked photo that didn’t need Photoshopping, this surely is it.

starlingzrul

Look on the bright side. Phony as this manifestly is, for a few precious moments, two of the fugliest faces on television got covered up.

I’m sure they wept just as much for Sgt. Baum or the other 4500 troops that have been killed since 2001.

No surprise to me. Crocodiles cry crocodile tears.

This photo has been haunting me since I first saw it.
The first thing I noticed is that what is usually visible, their faces, is hidden and the usually less visible, their bodies, is more overt. And it’s kind of striking how much more is revealed in this inversion of the usual.
I confess that the fact that they have their faces in their hands struck me as ironic. Yes, I know it signifies grief, but the gesture is often associated with shame, too — and they are two shameful characters if there ever were two.
I’m completely unclear whether they were performing, as usual, or this was some accident of authentic emotional expression. The fact I can’t discern this, that I even question it, sort of reiterates someone’s earlier point that the viewer is complicit in the pair’s usual theater.

For arrested criminals there’s the “perp walk”.
For this pair, there’s the “creep weep.”

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