Count Me In
From The Nation: Mad for Rachel Maddow.
When I ask whether some of her signature habits–the fascination with the evil twin Polish dictators, the obsession with the nuts and bolts of foreign policy–will go the way of her chunky glasses and naked lips, she balks. “The only reason I get these opportunities is because of my sensibility,” she says. “I’m not being invited to do these things because of my looks or my facility with language. What they’re after is the thing you’re saying I have to trade off.”
She continues, “My instinct sometimes is to trade it off. Like, ‘Oh, I’m in the big leagues now so I better dial it back. But they don’t want it dialed back. They are booking me or asking me to host because they like what they see.”
