When the anchorman is wearing a colonel's uniform, it tells you something.

Some of my colleagues want to be The Anchorman on the Mount. Others see themselves as the Ace Reporter. Because of 60 Minutes, there's a whole herd of them determined to be The Grand Inquisitor and a heady number want only to be The Friendliest Anchor on the Block. At least one wants to be Jesus.

If men can run the world, why can't they stop wearing neckties? How intelligent is it to start the day by tying a little noose around your neck?

I don't know how she does it, but when she tells him to cut back on soda, he listens.

When we put on this uniform, we know what we have to do,

How is it that so often . . . I get the feeling I've worked hard to learn something I already know, or knew, once.