The Daily BS • Bo Snerdley Cuts Through It!
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MY SATURDAY MIX: Scarborough said Watergate. I started looking for a shed.

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Scarborough said Watergate. I started looking for a shed.

Joe Scarborough finally did it.

The argument over CNN, MS NOW and Politico getting access to the White House has been going on for days.  But Saturday morning, Scarborough managed to reach into the political cliché cabinet, push past “constitutional crisis,” move “authoritarianism” out of the way and pull out the good china.

Watergate.

“This sounds a lot like Watergate to me,” he said while discussing the latest fight over press access.

Watergate?

Richard Nixon. Burglars. The Democratic National Committee. The cover-up. Congressional investigations. The Saturday Night Massacre. A president resigning.

And now apparently we have: somebody from MS NOW didn’t get into an event.

I couldn’t let that one go.

The immediate dispute involved reporters complaining about access to presidential events and travel. CNN’s Brian Stelter argued that the traditional television pool is important because its footage gets distributed far beyond the networks themselves. That’s true as a description of how the pool has traditionally operated.

Where exactly in the Constitution does it say CNN must travel with the president? Where does it say Politico gets a seat? Where does it say MS NOW must have office space inside the White House?

It doesn’t.

These are traditions. Some of them may be useful traditions. Some may be worth preserving. And journalists certainly have every right to fight for access and challenge government restrictions they believe violate the First Amendment.

But traditions aren’t constitutional commandments.

By the time Scarborough got to Watergate, I had another solution.

If I were president, maybe I’d move the whole press corps out.

Give them their own government building. The Eisenhower Executive Office Building came to mind, but then I decided that might still be too close.

So I started thinking about Lafayette Park.

Put up a shed.

There you go. Your office.

I’m kidding — mostly — but this is what happens when every dispute in Washington has to become the greatest threat to the republic since the previous greatest threat to the republic.

Scarborough wasn’t even finished before I found myself wondering how a disagreement over who gets into which presidential event had traveled all the way back to 1972.

And that was enough politics for a Saturday morning.

Thankfully, Randy Bachman rescued me.

I had been at my chiropractor’s office recently getting adjusted — and no, I wasn’t adjusting myself — when “American Woman” by the Guess Who came on. My chiropractor started singing along.

I love moments like that.

You hear a song you’ve heard a thousand times, but suddenly you’re somewhere completely ordinary, somebody else starts singing it, and the record feels new again.

Randy Bachman’s birthday was coming up, which gave me the excuse I needed to play it. Before Bachman-Turner Overdrive, he was the guitarist and songwriter with the Guess Who. And “American Woman” still comes roaring out of the speakers like it has someplace to be.

Then came the Beatles.

Abbey Road was released on this date in 1969, the final studio album the Beatles recorded together. “Come Together.” “Something.” That magnificent George Harrison song becoming his first Beatles A-side single.

You can spend all morning arguing about politics, and then a few seconds of that record reminds you there are other things human beings are capable of producing besides cable-news panels.

And then Michael Jackson showed up.

Bad.

The album, people. Behave yourselves.

I was looking at those sales numbers on the air and couldn’t get over them. Tens of millions of copies. Five No. 1 singles in the United States. Michael Jackson and Quincy Jones together for the third and final time.

“Shamone.”

Some things simply have to be said correctly.

That’s one reason I enjoy Saturdays. The show can move from Joe Scarborough invoking Watergate to the Beatles, the Guess Who and Michael Jackson without asking anybody’s permission.

Princess Diana was off attending Family Matters this week, so I was flying without my usual Saturday backup. And outside the studio, a powerful nor’easter was battering parts of the East Coast. Roads were flooding, flights were being canceled, power was going out and winds were howling.

Having lived through more Florida hurricanes than I can reliably count, I don’t dismiss 60-mile-an-hour gusts. I’ve been through enough storms to know that when the wind really gets going, Mother Nature doesn’t care what somebody called it on television.

Maybe that’s the real Saturday lesson.

Sometimes a storm is a storm.

Sometimes a song is just a great song.

Sometimes a White House press-access fight is a serious legal dispute worth arguing about.

And sometimes it still isn’t Watergate.

Joe, I’ll keep the shed available just in case.

— Bo


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