What really rocked management back on their heels was that the overwhelming majority of viewers didn't want to see their favorite TV talent in person! Seriously, people were on record as saying that they liked their personalities larger than life, and keeping them inside that electronic box perpetuated the larger than life myth. Seeing them at The Bloomsburg Fair, or speaking to their Rotary, or riding a bike past their house destroyed the mythical image, and viewers did not like having that bubble burst.
Anecdotal but true. A friend's kid loved one of the WNEP TV female anchors. He also loved Trish Stratus from the WWE. Used to be the WWF. The dad took the kid to the WNEP open house. Thought his kid was going to have a ***er right in line. But then he met the woman and that was that. The illusion was gone. A few weeks later, they take the kid to the Arena. Second row tickets. He sees Trish and her breasts. He gets to shake her hand, after that, as B.B. King used to sing, "The Thrill Is Gone".
I was interviewed by a reporter from a local TV station when the Yankee gift store opened up. Thought she was one of the best they had. While she was interviewing me, I was looking at the lint on her jacket collar and thinking, "what the heck", .
I worked with a young lady in the 1980s for a social service organization. Since she was a little girl she adored a certain personality. On the day we went up to WARM to meet him, she was literally shaking. After meeting the guy as he scrafed down his post show repaste of coffee and an egg sandwich, sans napkin, (he didn't use his shirt sleeves) she came away less than impressed. I go on about Geena Davis. My wife knows that if I meet the big lug, the obcession of all things Davis will subside. (I was even caught watching a Stuart Little movie!! THat's how pathetic it got!!!)
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