Caught up in the Watergate nostalgia, are we?
Old reporters and newscasters, sitting around the bar, remembering when Walter Cronkite was a god, when the news what was they said it was, and when those who thought they were full of crap had no real alternatives other than railing at the television set, or writing letters to the editors of newspapers.
No wonder they wish for the Good Old Days.
Meshes neatly with the ongoing Vietnam nostalgia.