This kind of liberal humor is great when it connects. And potentially a series of dad joke level riffs that have extended the career of Paula Poundstone indefinitely. Full disclosure: I can find myself listening to Wait Wait Don't Tell Me, but I hate myself while I do it. Peter Seagal has some good zingers. Fight me, bro!
Man, I'm three kids into my adult life. Dad jokes are my bread and butter; Wait, Wait is the mead I wash it down with. I do have the self respect to groan whenever Paula Poundstone makes a joke, though. I'd like the New Yorker Radio Hour more if David Remnick didn't sound like such a milksop. Dude talks like he has little suspenders for his socks that attach to his underpants
David Remnick has a distracting voice? WABE in Atlanta has the NPRiest NPR voiced host who ever NPR'ed. It could easily be a parody Listening to this woman stilt through a story about queer culture last week was funny and frustrating at the same time. The lady sounds like she just had a stroke that seriously affected her cadence and it's incredibly distracting to me while I try to listen to her conduct an interview about something I'm interested in. I listened to a few minutes before switching to music on my phone. She used to just introduce afternoon jazz until we got a second public radio station. Her voice used to be the cue to find something else to listen to but they've now made her try to do real work