There are many people whose fame I don't understand. But there is one who is the most mystifying of all. Why? Because as far as I can see this person has no talent, no charm, no appeal, no deep intelligence and no reason to have been successful for decades. As you can see from the photo I am referring to Larry King. Every time I watched his show because I was interested in the interviewee, it was obvious to me that King had done no research and had no in-depth knowledge or appreciation for the guest. If it was a songwriter, he credited him with the wrong songs or confused music and lyrics. If it was an actor, he had the wrong film title, the wrong year of release, the wrong co-star. He never asked a truly interesting question or came up with a trenchant observation. What made this gnome so successful. He wasn't attractive, he dressed like a clown, and other than his serial marriages (eight at last count) nothing about him was unique. Judging from past firings and an arrest for grand larceny, He wasn't even that likeable. Several Miami friends on mine, who worked with him during his early radio days here said he left town owing many people money which he never repaid. Last night when I saw he was on Real Time with Bill Maher, I was curious to see him out of the interviewer's seat. He was—no surprise—boring, intrusive, a master of the obvious and his usual dull self. He was also whiny right out of the gate, complaining to Bill Maher that the set was too cold. I guess it would have been too difficult for him to endure it for one hour or put a jacket on to hide that hideous red white, suspenders and tie. I am sure many people will tell me why he was so popular, but somehow I don't expect to have that conversation.
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