My Fox News Interview and Hubpages
Or How God Can Humble Us
Yesterday as I checked my email, I received a message from someone who claimed to be a producer from Fox News. I of course assumed it to be a hoax until I took a really good look at the actual email address. It was the person’s name and “@foxnews.com”. I asked my daughter-in-law – who I’m visiting here in the Seattle, Washington area – what she thought. She did a quick internet search and sure and behold –the person– was a Fox News producer. The email was literally sent from the Hubpages contact email so I answered and said I’d love to “speak out”. And thus began a back and forth exchange of phone calls that led to a Fox News interview with Neil Cuvato yesterday. I’m unable to get the video as yet (trying to figure out how to get it off the Comcast DVR), so here are some stills from that segment.
I am humbled and actually quite stunned by the news that someone from Fox actually read some of my Hubs. But I was also humbled by some other things that happened yesterday.
In the rush to get ourselves ready and drive to the Seattle
studio the producer told me I would be interviewed from, I also had a chance to
talk to the producer at length on and off. I was asked several questions and as is
my natural personality, I told her what I thought with great gusto. I am very
opinionated (if anyone has read these Hubs, that would be glaringly obvious).
I’m also very passionate about my bliefs and am not the least bit shy about
expressing myself in a passionate manner. Call it the Italian in me – my maiden
name used so many years ago was Pasquariello.
It took me until the second grade to learn how to spell my own name as I recall…
But I digress…
The producer asked me several times during our conversations via phone – leading up to the interview – “Will you be as feisty as you are now if we do this interview?” In other words, BE MYSELF. I not only said I would but the first time I was asked I exclaimed enthusiastically, “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!”
I was sent text messages, as I mentioned, and I was called several times to give directions. I was asked more interview questions as well. The producer also spoke to me supportively in that little ear thing they give you (being a slight germ-a-phobe I thought to myself as they placed it into my ear – who else stuck this into their ear wax before me??? Eeeeewwwww…). Sometimes reminded to be my feisty self.
While I sat there, listening to the gentleman who placed the microphone properly on my sleeve, fixing my hair so that it would cover it, and listening to the guy in the booth gently and kindly give me directions – I was surprised at how calm I actually was.
I have been interviewed on radio before but never television. So I was still surprised that I wasn’t nervous. I was excited, but not nervous. I was being interviewed because of the breaking news with regard to General McChrystal and his interview for “The Rolling Stone”. The producer who read my Hubs told me during our phone conversations the idea for the interview would be to know what my thoughts were regarding this whole matter – did I think the General should be fired, what did I think of President Obama (Oh BOY I gave her an earful on THAT one!) and other such questions especially given the fact I’m a mother of a soldier and wife of a soldier. We were asked to send photos of my son Alex and my husband Mark and Fox was gracious enough to show that photo prior to my interview.
I made certain I read the “Rolling Stone” article on our drive to the studio, and wrote down one talking point I had hoped to make. Otherwise, I felt prepared and confident that I could answer Mr. Cuvato’s questions, regardless what they were, with my usual enthusiasm and gusto. It’s my nature, it’s my personality, it’s the way I am – piece of cake.
Seconds before I was to go on, once again I was reminded in my ear to be my usual enthusiastic self and I made the mistake of saying, “I promise.”
As the Old Testament Proverb goes: Pride cometh before the fall…
Also prior to going live, I became very, very quiet within my spirit and I talked to the Lord. My heart had suddenly begun to race – surprising me because as I said, I really wasn’t that nervous. Or so I thought. So I prayed, “Lord, let me say what You want me to say and how You want me to say it.” Then I paused, already feeling such a full and encompassing peace, my heart already decelerating and then I became honestly emotional as I silently prayed, “All for You my Lord, all for Your glory.”
I was at that moment, totally peaceful. And then I was told by the gentleman in the booth I was on and Mr. Cavuto was introducing me.
He was so gracious, starting the interview by thanking me, my husband and son for our service. I believe he meant it sincerely and I was so grateful to him for taking the time to say so not only at the beginning of the segment but again thanking me and my loved ones for our service at the end. What a class act Mr. Cuvato is!
His first question was a quick one – A General can never question his Commander in Chief. I was prepared for that one – and found myself carefully answering it. I say carefully because I really respect General McChrystal and believe – given what he has to work with – the worst Commander in Chief in history – he is doing a great job. However – it’s also historical fact – if a General – even a beloved one – goes public criticizing the President – think Harry Truman and General McArthur – expect that your job will not be secure.
I also wanted to make it clear though – that while I know General McChrystal speaking out publicly about the President was probably going to cost him his job, I believe he was forced to it.
I think I made my point on Mr. Cavuto’s program. Due to the lack of leadership by Mr. Obama, he set the conditions for General McChrystal probably feeling as if he had to speak out.
Then Mr. Cavuto asked me something I absolutely didn’t expect. He essentially asked me what my son thought of the General.
Any “feistiness” I expected to bring to the interview drained out of me at that moment. In fact, in the video (which I hope later to bring to these Hubpages), you see that my expression changes – for just a second – to “Oh no…”
My son has said he “respectfully disagrees with the rules of engagement” General McChrystal has imposed. I was not however, on international T.V. – going to express those sentiments. In fact, the very reason McChrystal is being called back to D.C. possibly to have his head handed to him on a silver platter, is because he was quoted as having been critical of his boss. My son is still in Afghanistan, at war, he’s not home yet. There was no way I could possibly put him in a position of speaking for him, no less critically of his boss.
Or---I could have lied. I don’t do lying very well any more. It’s a “thing” with me. I don’t lie. I rarely ever succumb, even to those little “white” lies people use. Lying is lying. I try to always be completely honest every day of my life.
So I dodged the question. And in doing so, I had to think about what I was saying, measuring my words, and thus ending any chance I had of being “feisty” as promised.
The interview ended – with Mr. Cavuto allowing me so much
time to speak that I was able to get my one major talking point in as at least
one reason I felt General McChrystal had to speak out.
In the “Rolling Stone” article itself, no friend to the military needless to say and painfully biased – they noted that one of the reasons McChrystal was at odds with the administration was because not only did McChrystal have a great relationship with President Karazi – but he meets with Karazi regularly. I believe the times the two have met were too numerous to place a number to. This according to the Rolling Stone” article.
My point was, McChrystal met with OUR President, his Commander in Chief a total of two times – amounting to no more than an hour combined. It was no wonder McChrystal finally felt in a position of frustration and a need to speak out!
The bad news was – I know I deeply disappointed the kind producer who relied on me to bring my spitfire personality to the interview. I could hear it in the producer's voice when I was politely thanked in my ear once the interview was over and wished me a great evening.
My daughters told me I looked “so pretty” and my one daughter Allie said I sounded “Poised and educated.”
My husband was high fiving me through my Blackberry afterwards telling me that a number of high ranking military officers were watching the interview with him at work and when I made the point that McChrystal saw President Karazi many more times then he’s met with our own President there were, “Whoooooos” throughout the room. But in a good way.
He said he was so proud and impressed with my “presence” on T.V.
I however, felt quite a bit the failure. I promised the producer who spent so much time and effort to set the interview up, I would “bring it” and I even in essence bragged that nothing could STOP me
from bringing it – but I never should have promised that.
Because I know – in that still quiet moment, just before the interview, when I went before the throne room of God, beseeching Him to use me as His tool He heard my prayer. When I asked that He give me the strength to do what He wanted me to do, how He wanted it done, I got what I prayed for. So while greatly humbled by this experience – in more ways than one—I do have a peace deeply felt.
I also seem to have “done my family proud” as my daughters told me. Then later my son when he called from Afghanistan and found out via my daughter-in-law.
Among many things I’ve learned, one clear lesson is—pride really does come before the fall – so it’s best not to climb atop ones ego!
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