Kooky old Viacom chairman Sumner Redstone said he wasn’t going to dis his competitors in a panel he was on in L.A. yesterday hosted by Larry King, but then he did anyway, because who cares? He’s an old man. Murdoch overpaid for the Journal, the Gobble said, but at least he didn’t “screw it up” like he did the Post. NBC’s decision to create a 10 p.m. show for Jay Leno was stupid, because “CSI will beat the hell out of him.” Disney screwed up by getting rid of Michael Eisner, and Ted Turner “oversold” himself to Time Warner. In the end, he said, only media baron Sumner knows who is awesome is Sumner: “Talk to people who work for me. They love me,” he said. Hmmm … not so sure about that. But at the very least, they should get used to him, because he’s never going to die:
“The people who fear dying are people who are going to die. I’m not going to die. I’m going to live forever,” said Redstone, who turns 86 next month. He feels so young, he said, his life might as well be referred to as “The Curious Case of Sumner Redstone.”
You know, when he said this same kind of thing in Vanity Fair last month we kind of winced, like, “Oh, you poor, tragically crazy old man.” But his utter total confidence in his immortality is starting to make us wonder: What if Sumner is speaking the truth? What if he has actually brewed the cure for death from the skins of 100 virgins and is actually going to live forever? We suppose it is possible.
