This happens to me all too often. I'm watching TV and think, "I thought he was dead!"
Mike Wallace. I thought he was dead!
Andy Rooney. I REALLY thought HE was dead.
So ... either I'm just out of touch, or ... I'm dead, and the afterlife is a parallel universe where the same old people hold the same jobs.
Can you imagine Mauri Povitch NEVER going off the air? If that's the way that heaven is, then I don't want to die!
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So it's not just me!
I could have sworn that Mike Wallace was dead. Isn't he at least publicly sick with something? Ed Bradley is definitely dead, right? I would have been flipping a coin on Andy Rooney. Clearly 60 Minutes is not on my TiVo.
Another recent example:
Johnny Mathis ... NOT DEAD. He actually sang at Michael Deaver's funeral last week. (Bonus knowledge: Johnny Mathis is both black and gay.) Wrong on all three counts, I fail this one miserably.
We landed on 60 minutes on Sunday too--it had been a long time and I felt like all the reporters are a step away from death. How 'bout some fresh blood?
Johnny Mathis is gay? I didn't know that! I took my mother to see one of his concerts 14 years ago when I was a Senior in high school. Yes, I was a very cool teenager.
OMG! You know who else is dead?
Falco.
Remember "Rock Me Amadeus" from the '80s? (And who doesn't, really?)
Well, that was the basis for a joke on The Daily Show last night, and Jon Stewart made a comment "if he were alive today ..."
Wha?!?!
Confirmed by Wikipedia. Died in a car wreck in the Dominican Republic in 1998.
So, to sum it up:
Mike Wallace: alive
Ed Bradley: dead
Andy Rooney: alive
Johnny Mathis: alive
Michael Deaver: dead
Falco: dead
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