By Dean Johnson
My Life as a Pundit
It's 3 a.m. on October 31, 2005. The cell phone rings on my nightstand. The assignment manager at Channel 7 gets right to the point: "Dean, Bush has just nominated Samuel Alito to the Supreme Court. We need you in front of a camera by 4:30." Forty-five minutes later I have showered, dressed in the dark, and rendezvou...
My Life as a Pundit
It's 3 a.m. on October 31, 2005. The cell phone rings on my nightstand. The assignment manager at Channel 7 gets right to the point: "Dean, Bush has just nominated Samuel Alito to the Supreme Court. We need you in front of a camera by 4:30." Forty-five minutes later I have showered, dressed in the dark, and rendezvou...
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