One shining example is a 2014 episode wherein a reporter tracks down a rape victim his producer wants to interview on the air along with her unprosecuted attackers. The reporter finds her by cyberstalking her blog, asking around her favorite restaurant, and then showing up at her dorm ... only to tell her that he doesn't actually want her on his show. And that he feels uncomfortable even being seen in the private dorm room of a college-age girl -- which he had no problem shoving his way into only moments earlier like some kind of f*****g nightmare.
This man is like Pennywise without clown makeup.
I know it's confounding that he would fiendishly pursue a source he's not interested in using, but by god, these soapboxes aren't going to build themselves. You see, this girl runs a website through which she and other rape victims can publicly name their attackers when the police fail to follow up (which happens in real life a hell of a lot). The reporter doesn't want her on the show because he's worried her website might damage the lives of the men accused of rape, and so he painstakingly tracked her down just to tell her why she's wrong.
That's seriously what happens in this five-minute scene: A middle-aged white male reporter calmly explains to an emotional rape victim that he is "morally obligated" to side with her gang rapists because he's "one of those guys that goes around saying that O.J. is not guilty because a jury says so." Because we should always trust in the law, even when it's awkwardly avoiding eye contact like a m***********g serial killer.
"Wait, don't call the R.A. f**k me, I forgot my backwards baseball cap. That's the only way you goddamn kids will listen."