Some 30 years ago, a friend asked me for suggestions for a “really scary” Halloween costume. I recommended lining up some friends and props and going as Mike Wallace and a “60 Minutes” camera crew. (Imagine opening your door with a bag of candy and finding that.)
Alas, that torch has been passed to a new generation. Here's something I wrote in 2006:
On the Descent of Species: Back in the day, when George H.W. Bush and Mike Wallace each first contemplated his son entering the family business, this can't be what either of them had in mind. From all of us here at p3, our condolences to both men.
Minute's up. (All 60 of them.)