OK, I’ll admit I didn’t watch Katie Couric’s interview with John and Elizabeth Edwards. The plastic surgery as made her eyes way too far apart for her head, and couple with the barely existent nose she looks like the love child of Skeletor and Nemo.

Be that as it may, apparently the interview didn’t go over so hot in left blogistan.

Sirota: She spent most of her interview with the Edwardses behaving like a prosecutor, cross-examining them about why they are going forward with the presidential campaign. And when I say “interrogate” I mean interrogate. This was no ordinary interview - this was a televised guilt trip. She stated as fact to John Edwards that he is supposedly “putting your work first, and your family second.” She also pulled the “some say” technique, claiming that an unnamed “some” say that in making this decision, Edwards is displaying “a case of insatiable ambition.”

Sirota points out that Couric is the last person who should be jumping on the Edwards for what is a personal decision, given that when her husband was diagnosed with (and later died of) colorectal cancer, she kept putting in a 5-day week at NBC. But she did more than that. Katie Couric made her husband’s death the reason for a crusade: she not only participated in a gazillion interviews on the topic, she got a colonoscopy herself. On the air. You think Mondays are rough? Try waking up to an intimate, inside look at Katie Couric’s asshole (you can go spelunking yourself here).

All of this is to Couric’s credit of course: colorectal cancer killed my uncle, and once you get to a certain age, getting examined regularly should be a no-brainer. What isn’t to Couric’s credit is questioning the Edwards’ motivations when she knows damn well that when it comes to cancer you do what you have to do.

Perhaps Katie Couric spends so much time thinking about her asshole, she’s become one.