Morning Joe - A Review

About The Show

A host (Joe Scarborough) and his sidekick (Mika Brzezinski — daughter of Zbigniew) chat with guests about politics from 6:00 AM to 9:00 AM ET on weekdays. Guests range from practically daily regulars (like Mike Barnicle) to presidential candidates, Senators, and members of the House. Oh yeah, I forgot about Willie Geist. That’s because everybody forgets about Willie Geist. Remote location guests forget even to acknowledge him. It’s an inside running joke that might become more clear later in the review.

General Take

As MSNBC shows go, the production values are fairly high. But that’s like saying George is a good student compared to the special kids. The music is decent, if predictable, the crawler is informative, and there’s seldom a gaffe with the graphics. The show’s gab is chummy and spontaneous. For parlance, it’s more like the View than it is like Fox and Friends. But for viewpoint, it’s more like the latter.

Joe Scarborough

The host, Joe Scarborough, is a cretinous skank. He is a loud-mouth lying camera whore, who seems absolutely to loathe Barack Obama and everything the president-elect has ever said, done, or in any way touched. He talks over everyone who disagrees, even people who are in every way his senior and superior. He left the frail and tiny Andrea Mitchell in a stunned silence and almost in tears one day, after lighting into her about something to do with Obama. She stuttered her way through the rest of the spot, but seemed quiet and distant. In true misogynistic fashion, Joe also routinely berates his sidekick, Mika, bellowing almost every day about her alleged addiction to drugs and alchohol. It’s supposed to be some kind of (sick) joke, but it’s very inside now, and stems from an incident going way way back. New viewers likely have no idea he’s just joshing, and possibly think Mika’s struggling to overcome some nonexistent problem.

Mika Brzezinski

She really is a smart person, and yet daft at the same time. It’s such an odd combination, and makes her the perfect punching bag for Joe. She tries to pary his verbal assaults, but usually ends up just puttering to herself in half-whispers and making snide remarks that are non sequiturs by the time she verbalizes them. She seems uncomfortable when she has to take over for Joe. A shame, really, because she’s far the better host than he. She’s a good ball passer, getting everybody involved and always listening.

Willie Geist

The baby-face sycophant is Joe’s actual sidekick. It is easy to imagine that a part of Joe’s bullyish treatment of Mika has its root in the man-crush that Joe and Willie so obviously have for each other. Willie and Joe often trade winkish, manly quips in the quise of sports metaphors that sometimes come across as zings at Mika. Willie tries to be all el masculino, but he still looks twelve. And his eyes still sparkle with adoration whenever he gazes at Joe.

Conclusions

This is a fun show to hate. It provides a convenient e-mail form on its webpage, whick seems to draw spit-hissing ire from all over the country. From time to time, viewer comments are read on the air (now with 7-second delay, thanks to Joe’s recent unfortunate “fuck” mishap). Joe likes to hear those that are critical of him so he can talk about the stupid losers that comprise his audience. He describes them as slackers, watching in their underwear from their parents’ basements while they eat Cheetos. So if you enjoy talk shows hosted by beady-eyed idiots with obese egos and delusions of grandeur, Morning Joe is for you.

Excellent analysis. Mika is, to my taste, absurdly tolerant of Joe’s biases, and remarkably ineffective in pointing out his over-the-top excesses.

Don’t forget the cutaways to “sports” reporters who are obviously taped, though they interact with them just as if they could hear each other. Very silly.

Thanks, PRR. I am consoled by your kindness. I didn’t exactly light up the room, did I.

:smiley:

As morning cable news show go, Morning Joe is the best of a very sorry lot. Myself, I turn on MSNBC first in the morning to be sure nuclear war didn’t start overnight, then baring that, I watch a little local news, then watch the previous night’s Colbert Report on the DVR before heading to work.

I don’t know, maybe I don’t watch the show as often as you do, but I don’t see a lot of the things you pointed out. “Camera whore”, sure, but what TV talking head isn’t? And, compared to other Republican/ConservativeTM news personalities, he seems quite fair in his commentary. Certainly he has much less knee-jerk vitriol than your average Fox commentator, less even than MSNBC’s own Tucker Carlson. From my viewing experience (mostly during the campaign), he’s taken just as many shots at Bush or McCain as he has as Obama.

Again, I don’t watch that often, so maybe I’m missing something.

I don’t dislike Morning Joe. As noted by fiddlesticks, it is the best of a sorry lot. My (Kucinich-loving liberal) wife hates it, although she likes Mika. If it’s just Mika sans Joe, she’ll tolerate it. Barely. Me? I just, for some reason, perfer to take my opinion and commentary in the morning as opposed to the distilled and sterile news provided by CNN and CNN HN. So here’s what happens:

In the morning, I put the bedroom TV on Headline News. Luckily, Robin Meade is hot.
Downstairs, alone, I put the radio on Opie and Anthony. I mean, as long as I’m in the market for opinions.
When she graces me with her presence, I move the dial to America Left so she can agree with Bill Press. (I, I figure, can catch the O&A repeat at 3:00, should I remember and am able to tune in.)
Meanwhile, I head upstairs to catch poor Willie Geist’s “News One Can Not Live Without” at the top of the hour and some trailing yakking while I finished getting dressed, brush teeth, etc.
By the time we’re in the car and on the way to work, the news mood has yielded to a musical one, and we argue Lithium/Lucy v. Classic Vinyl/Top Tracks v. Led Zeppelin Radio. Joe by this point is a distant memory.

Here’s my point: Joe is a pale imitation of Don Imus. We both watched Don Imus from waking to leaving. She hated him, too, but not with the hate she has for Joe. So if I may write an abstract for your review, it would be this:

Joe is no Imus.

Joe makes a (lame in my opinion) attempt at softening his criticism. It’s a Southern thing. One doesn’t say, “Obama was probably neck-deep in Illinois corruption.” One says, “I’m sure that if Obama was involved in this corruption, he would tell us.” And if one really wants to push the knife in, one says it with a Mona Lisa smile.

I wasn’t that crazy about Imus, to be honest with you. But coming from your point of view, I’d say its a fair synopsis. Just for the record, though, Widdle Willie’s bit is “News You Can’t Use”.

Yes, but I couldn’t force myself to type that.

Much like Kirk in the fucked-up transporter who gets split into pussy Kirk and evil Kirk, that’s what has happend to my morning entertainment: Imus’ pussy Kirk is Joe Scarborough and his evil Kirk (please note the goatee) is Anthony Cumia. I prefer the latter.

All that said, I should reiterate that I am still more than willing to give into my wife’s demands that I put the TV on Robin Meade. Luckily, Bill Press’ show is on the radio.