Who will be Next?
Walter Cronkite passed away last Friday. He was 92. The world has lost many people this summer: people that have shaped the world with their existing. It's hard to judge a man or woman's worth in our age of information. I have lived in an age where everything is known; where everything is questioned.
It's telling, isn't it, that I was born two weeks before Cronkite retired. Known as "the most trusted man in America," Cronkite was in place to break the news that disillusioned our country. He was the voice to reveal Watergate, to sway public opinion about Viet Nam. He cried when JFK was pronounced dead and proclaimed "Wow!" when the first images of man on the Moon were broadcast.
Unfortunately, I wasn't around for him. My news casters are petty and vindictive. Whereas Cronkite thought of himself as merely a conduit of the news, now we get our choice of pundits who hawk their opinions and rants. Current news is like flavored water: just enough of a hint of bias to foul the original, flavorless idea.
As though current broadcasts are an improvement to the newsdesks of old.
My quintessential question becomes this: are we just seeing this Anchorman of Anchormen through the hazy sieve of remembrance? Was he as objective as 60 minutes has pronounced? He seemed universally loved. I wonder what details of this man are lost in his passing. Will there be another Cronkite--can there be in an age where everyone has access to information, correct or not?
My mind says there cannot; that we will never trust another individual as we trusted Cronkite. Maybe that's just the way it is.