And I looked down, and there was a bit of blood on my suit. I remember being in Somalia once and this poor, wounded kid crawled up to me - and he touched me. Of course, for many years I did work in the field. You're watching the official Shoosh For Bush network: Just days now before the President embarks on his historic doze down under.Īnd coming up next, the arson squad blames a fake log fire for causing a fake house fire overnight. It's not my job to sit down with some agent and haggle over price and work out what I can and can't say. I'm not interested in chequebook journalism, I'm all about the story. When to say no: How much fat is too much fat? We ask a politician! Plus, the Lebanese plastic surgeon whose kitchen germs turned a fat kid from this, into this - and why John Howard won't do a thing! And meet the notorious conman builder preying on our miracle diet mums: A special Chris Taylor investigation! That's A Chaser Affair, tonight at 9:30 on CNNNN.
More hard news, more politics now - that's a pretty good brief, and I think it's already apparent just how different the show is this year. Old Promo: Fat kids with ADHD caught on camera - joining Lebanese gangs to perform shonky renovations! And meet Australia's fattest germ-ridden Lebanese conman builder! He gave his child breast implants - now, she wants more! Our hidden cameras reveal that she's fat!Ĭhris: My brief was to raise the bar, leading a return to quality journalism. That's not taking away from Mitch, I think he did a terrific job, I think he was very good for his time, but you've only got to look at some of their old promos to see just how stale the mix had become. I guess I felt very at home reporting this story, because I too have a boat.Ĭhris: Coming back to host ACA year, I agreed to do it because I had some very set ideas about where the show needed to go.
#NEWSBAR TAKING WAY TOO MUCH RAM TV#
Not Mukesh, obviously, he doesn't have a TV - but other people who want to learn. And that's what my job's about: Educating people who want to learn. He was earning less than a dollar a day, had been since he was six he'd never been to school, couldn't afford it, but he dearly wanted to learn. When I was covering the Bangladesh floods back in '98 I met Mukesh, a fifteen-year-old boy who worked in a factory there. And I sometimes tell my cadets, "there's no 'I' in story". But without the story in the first place, I don't exist. and who voices and presents it, obviously. I mean, I'm not the story, the story is the story, I'm just the guy who happens to gather, research and write the story. This whole cult of personality thing, I'm a little uncomfortable with it, to be honest. Plus, the necrophiliac who's accused his partner of being unresponsive in bed. Saddam is obviously spruikin' for a nukin'!
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