I saw a clip of the latest person who never seems to go away, Jill Abramson, fired by the New York Times, making a commencement address at Wake Forest. She was utterly without gravitas, spoke in a squeaky voice reading her notes verbatim, and came across as highly unimpressive.
Years ago at my club, the woman who was then president of the Times spoke, and she was dreadful—a canned speech from index cards with no regard for where she was or why. The club management got an earful from sophisticated people who didn’t need to waste an evening on the insipid.
Maybe the Times’s problem is the women they hire and appoint to these positions.