It is said that the days of Walter Cronkite are behind us. That the people who bring us the news are merely newsreaders. You would think then that the people who bring us the news could, say, read. Apparently not. Watch and laugh.
Hat tip to Can’t Stop the Bleeding.
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Yeah, my sister’s alma mater. One of the top three journalism schools in the U.S.
I couldn’t watch the whole thing. That poor guy is clearly suffering, and trying so very hard to overcome what is probalby a near-crippling fear of public speaking.
Top ten, anyway. 
Actually, I should have been more specific, which is even more pertinent, top three broadcast journalism schools (or at least it was when I was looking in 1991).