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LETTITOR

 

On Ernie Anastos an

 
    

Liam Britten

editor in chief

ell, I guess the whole world
knows who Ernie Anastos is
now.

Anastos, a local newscaster with
a Fox affiliate in New York, became
YouTube famous this past week for his
live, unscripted banter with a weatherman
during the nightly newscast.

“It takes a tough man to make a
tender forecast, Nick,” Anastos said to
weatherman Nick Gregory.

“I guess that’s me,” Gregory replied
sheepishly.

“Keep on fuckin’ that chicken,”
Anastos said, to the horror of his female
co-anchor and the awkward laughter of
Gregory.

“Okay, I'll do that,” Gregory
replied, despite the fact that his brain had
undoubtedly exploded by this point.

Pretty amazing, eh? Not only did
Anastos cuss on live TV, but the phrase he
chose was just baffling; “Keep on fuckin’
that chicken?” What does that even mean?
Gregory certainly had no clue, because he
agreed to continue to continue “fuckin’ that
chicken.”

Then again, if he did know what it
meant, that makes Nick Gregory a sick,
sick man.

Anastos wasn’t done after his advice
for Gregory on sex life. The station was
going to commercial break and the anchors
were doing “teasers” for the stories they
would report on after the break, one of
which was a story about how moms can
stay fit. Needlessly to say, Anastos had to
offer his two cents.

“Hey, look at you, looking good out
there,” Anastos said lecherously as footage
of his female co-anchor and an aerobics
instructor played. I’m surprised he didn’t
have any advice for her; which barnyard
animal should she “keep on fuckin,” Mr.
Anastos?

I guess Anastos must have known

d chickens

that his career was done after his initial
comments, and he just thought, “Hell, I’m
on TV, I’m already screwed, I might as
well make the most of this. I’ve already
dropped an F-bomb, I might as well tell my
co-anchor I think she’s hot.”

Turns out Anastos’ career wasn’t
over after these mind-bogglingly poor
choices in his banter. He apologized the
next day and he’s still at the Fox affiliate
in New York. And you know what? Good
for him. Saying “fuck” on live television
shouldn’t ruin a career; harmless stupidity
rarely does. People might have written in,
complained, told the affiliate what a bad
influence he was on the children but good
on the affiliate for sticking by their idiot.

Why? Because if anything, Anastos
set a good example to the children.
Anastos never backed down from his initial
mistake; he owned that mistake, and even
upped the ante by making borderline sexist
comments immediately afterwards. He
bold, decisive, he went balls out with his
idiocy, and never looked back. He went
all in, damned the torpedoes and took the
football of poor taste into the end zone
of disgrace. He was a moron, yes; but a
moron we can all be proud of.

I, personally, resolve to live my life
more like Ernie Anastos. I resolve to make
all my mistakes with a middle finger in the
air and a smile on my face. Because, let’s
face it; we all screw up. But unless you’re
having fun doing it, you’re just screwing
up your screw ups.

So, Mr. Anastos, keep on doing
what you’re doing. Keep on teaching the
children what’s what. Keep on being bold.
And most importantly, Mr. Anastos, keep
on fuckin’ that chicken.

Your friend in high fidelity,
Liam Britten

Editor in chief

The Other Press

 

   
    
   
 
 
 

watching the news. First there was

a report on the termination, for
lack of funding, of a program in New
Westminster that paired social workers
with police and which prevented violence
against women in domestic disputes.
This was followed by the revelation that

[= quite astounded last night while

 

several B.C. crown corporations were
spending $1.4 million to buy tickets for
the upcoming Olympic Games.

Is there something wrong with my
TV set? Or could it possibly be with the
way this province is governed?

—Larry Kazdan