Good satire comes from anger. It comes from a sense of injustice that there are wrongs in the world that need to be fixed. And what better place to get that well of venom and outrage boiling than a newsroom because you're on the front lines.
But I just know from experience that accent wise even if you're an accent genius crossing the Atlantic is the hardest thing in the world either way.
I'm a laugh tart. I make no secret of that fact.
It evolved from my experience in the fifties growing up during the McCarthy...