It is a tenet of traditional journalism that reporters are supposed to cover the story, not become the story. The rare exception is a reporter who covers a story so well for so long that he cannot help becoming part of the story himself. Phil Johnson was that kind of reporter. His story was New Orleans, and he covered it like no one else for four decades at WWL-TV.
Phil died March 22 at the age of 80. A part of New Orleans died with him.
Known to generations of New Orleanians for his signature TV editorials at the end of WWL newscasts, the stocky, bearded Johnson was an imposing figure on the tube. In real life, he was just a guy from the 3rd Ward a 1946 graduate of Jesuit High School and 1950 graduate of Loyola. While still in college, he got his start as a sports writer at the old Item newspaper (where he worked for the equally legendary Hap Glaudi) and went on to become a fixture in local television.
TV was all about visuals, but Phil never strayed from the craft of writing. His editorials, which won numerous awards and earned him legions of fans, were well crafted, poignant, and delivered in Phils hallmark style, beginning with the words, Good evening. He explained complex issues clearly and in few words, then drove home his point. When something was going right, he would simply say, and that is good. He always ended with a nod to the camera, as if to punctuate his conclusion, and then he signed off literally with another, Good evening, after which he would pick up a fountain pen from its holder and sign his copy of the text, then grab the pages and straighten them by tapping them on the desk as the screen faded to black.
Many a local politician felt the sting of his criticism, but he always gave them a chance to respond on the air. Few accepted the challenge, and those who did never came across as comfortable or as convincing as Phil.
I was privileged to have met Phil right after graduating from Holy Cross High School in 1972. A family friend worked in WWLs sales department and knew of my interest in journalism. The friend offered to introduce me to Phil so that I could get some advice about breaking into journalism. I was scared to death just to walk into the station, but Phil greeted me like a kid from the old neighborhood. I figured I might have 10 minutes of his time, if I was lucky. He gave me more than an hour, and Ive never forgotten our conversation.
What kind of job do you want in journalism? Phil asked.
Well, I think Id like to have your job, I said, not realizing just how ridiculous I must have sounded. You get to give your opinion every day, and Id love to do that.
It didnt occurred to me then that one day I actually would sit in the same studio and offer my own political analysis. Chalk it up to Phils advice, which was, Either you can write or you cant. If you cant, then all the journalism courses in the world wont help you. If you can, then you dont need a lot of journalism courses. Take just a few to hone your skills, and then study something to write about economics, science, history, or politics.
Phils advice served me well. I studied history and political science at UNO and was lucky enough to land an internship at The Times-Picayune a year later. And ever since, I have passed along his advice to young people looking to break into journalism.
As news director at WWL, Phil hired some of the best in the business, many of whom have become legends themselves Angela Hill, Garland Robinette, Jim Henderson and others. Phil also loved a good practical joke. One of his former colleagues, the late Bob Krieger, told me about the time he glued Johnsons pen into the holder. When Phil came to the end of that days editorial, he reached for the pen and nearly came unglued himself when he couldnt pry it loose. Everyone one the set howled. Fortunately, the editorials were taped.
Phils mark on local television lives on today, not only in the people he brought into the business but also in the stations continued ratings dominance. For me, he will always be the gold standard of TV commentary. He couldnt exist today, James Carville told me last week, noting how todays TV commentators just shout at each other. Phil was way to classy for that.
So long, Phil. Thanks for the advice. You raised the bar for all of us
and that was good.