The rap on Tim Russert among his critics was that he was averse
to substance. There was certainly some truth to that: If there was
an episode of Meet the Press where politicians were asked
to hash out the strengths and weaknesses of, say, competing health
care plans, I missed it. But Russert performed a different and
equally important service. Politicians are a slippery species by
nature, and Russert's mission was to call them on it and nail them
down. If you said one thing to one crowd and another thing to
another crowd, Russert would roll the tape. If you tried to waffle
on a question, he'd ask it again until you staked out a position.
And unlike other hosts who fancy themselves fearless truth-seekers,
he didn't wallow in self-aggrandizement. If a guest had a bad day
on Meet the Press, it wasn't because he couldn't get a
word in edgewise, as might happen on Hardball or The
O'Reilly Factor. It was because Russert demanded an
answer.
If Russert is replaced by a preening blowhard like Chris
Matthews, it will of course be a terrible loss. But it will be
almost as bad if he's replaced by someone who can be bullied by
lectures about "playing gotcha" at the expense of "talking about
the real issues." When a politician complains about gotcha, it
usually means
she's been got. Gotcha is important, and Russert was better at
it than anyone. I fear that he may prove irreplaceable.