While most of the known universe rushed to Twitter to offer encomiums on the death of Alex Trebek, I resisted the temptation. It was actually quite easy, as I don’t do Twitter. Still I praise him here as a great show-biz talent, and I hope he rests in peace.
I did spend some time on a sound-stage with Alex. (If you read the log, and the Diablo Magazine article that follows, you’ll find out why I haven’t watched the show regularly since 1985).
A few years ago, a mutual friend came THISSS CLOSE to arranging for us to have dinner with Alex and his wife… but the occasion fell through.
Alex was great at what he did, and he will be missed, but he is not irreplaceable. Just as Jeopardy! survived the loss of Art Fleming and Don Pardo all those decades ago, Merv Griffen’s venerable idea will find another incarnation. After all, if Jeopardy! dies, Al Yankovic’s song I Lost On Jeopardy, Baby will no longer make sense.