So one night last week as I was trying to get to sleep, Dick Cavett came to my mind for some reason. I think it was because the Roman Polanski arrest had been on my mind, so naturally my mind eventually wandered to other creepy directors. Not that I’m saying that Dick Cavett is a creepy director like Polanski. Not at all…I was actually thinking of Woody Allen (who apparently decided to add some awkward irony to the whole situation by signing a petition demanding Polanski’s release).
Now some time ago I read something on a celebrity gossip site that Cavett was going around dressing like Woody Allen. I think this meant that he started wearing frumpy looking fishing hats or something. Either way, once Allen sprang to mind, it was a short hop, skip and jump to Cavett (at least for me). Once I got to Cavett though, I didn’t have much to keep me occupied. His heyday wasn’t exactly before my time, but it was close enough to the beginning of my time that I didn’t really pay attention to him. He didn’t have his own comic book, so how cool could he really be? My mental image of him basically consists of him wearing wide lapels and interviewing John Lennon.
So once he came to mind, the only connection my brain could find to follow from there was a vague recollection I had of hearing that he criticized Sarah Palin during last year’s campaign. At the time this struck me as profoundly strange (and still does actually). I thought I had misread or something. Dick Cavett is attacking Palin? Really? Are you sure it’s THE Dick Cavett?
It was sort of like the feeling I get from time to time when I read somewhere that Abe Vigoda is still alive. But it wasn’t quite the same, because I wasn’t thinking, “Wait, Dick Cavett is still alive?” It’s not that I didn’t realize that he was still alive. I was just struck that he was intruding on the present day. In a way I view him as part of 70’s television with no independent existence outside the slightly grainy footage from the days of Disco and Foghat.
So when I heard that he was criticizing Palin, my brain had trouble processing exactly how that could even be possible. It seemed about as plausible as saying that Six Million Dollar Man had run up in slow motion at a Palin event and thrown her over her campaign bus or something. Of course, the Cavett criticism wasn’t remotely as awesome as the Steve Austin scenario, but I think you get my drift.
I guess the moral of the story here is that I’ve got to find a way to fall asleep more quickly.