Katie Couric Takes Shots At Martha Stewart, Deborah Norville, Prince Harry, And Many More In Her Upcoming Memoir “Going There”
The synopsis on Amazon for Katie Couric’s new memoir Going There says “if you thought you knew Katie Couric, think again.” So did you? Think you knew Katie Couric? I guess I never really thought much about her but my interest is piqued because in Going There, she straight up calls Prince Harry a stink-nasty drunk and basically calls Martha Stewart a humorless see you next Tuesday who found some much needed humbling in the chokey. And don’t get her started on Jeffrey Epstein and his little friend Prince Andrew. No actually, do get her started, and please, may she never stop. I’m already looking forward to her follow-up memoir I Said What I Said.
According to The Daily Mail, the former Today and CBS Evening News host is embarking on an 11-city book tour to promote GT which comes out in late October. She better skip Upstate New York altogether because I’d hate to see her signing copies and spotting Martha at the back of the line taking off her earrings and concealing a pearl choker up the sleeve of her cashmere cardigan. Wait, what am I saying? I’d LOVE to see it. And Martha’s far from the only person she needs to keep an eye out for, though she is the most dangerous.
Katie Couric spares few from criticism in her new memoir, which she uses to settle scores from her four decades in TV, DailyMail.com can reveal.
Over 500 pages in length, Couric tears into ex-boyfriends, former colleagues at NBC and CBS and ridicules A-list celebrities including Prince Harry.
She had little affection for Martha Stewart and at an awards ceremony in 1996 Couric roasted her with a snarky poem which said that ‘anything I can do you (Stewart) can do better.’
Stewart was unamused and Couric writes that it took a ‘some healthy humbling (prison will do that . . .) to develop a sense of humor.’
Among the celebrities that Couric takes potshots at are Prince Harry, who she met at a polo match in Brazil during his ‘wild-oats sowing phase.’
She recalled that the smell of cigarettes and alcohol seemed to ‘ooze from every pore’ in his body.
I’m sure Prince William will clear that all up when his memoir, tentatively titled Hitler Made Me Do It, comes out. As for Harry’s uncle Andy, Katie met him as a guest at Epstein’s Manhattan townhouse in 2010.
Couric was among those who attended the infamous 2010 dinner at Jeffrey Epstein’s house when Prince Andrew was also there.
She describes Epstein’s $75million New York townhouse as ‘Eyes Wide Shut with a twist – creepy chandeliers and body-part art’.
Guests ate lasagna out of shallow bowls and Epstein ‘held court’ in front of the fireplace to the likes of Chelsea Handler and Woody Allen and Soon-Yi Previn, George Stephanopoulos and Charlie Rose.
On the way home Perlin (her boyfriend at the time who was 17 years her junior) remarked how young the women were who took their coats.
Couric writes: ‘I couldn’t imagine what Epstein and Andrew were up to, apart from trying to cultivate friends in the media. Which, in retrospect, they must have figured they’d need when the pedophilia charges started rolling in.’
Ma’am, by 2010 Epstein had already been convicted and served time for procuring a child for prostitution, whatchoo doing accepting dinner invitations from him? And have the nerve to be surprised by a titty lamp? Puh-lease. That lasagna does sound banging though. I legitimately love a shallow bowl, just not enough to dine with Woody Allen.
Katie also writes that she saw other women in her workplace as threats and didn’t have their backs. Like Deborah Norville:
She admits that she had bad feelings for Deborah Norville even though she replaced her hosting TODAY in 1991. Norville took two months off for maternity leave and Couric filled in – when Norville didn’t return Couric got the job permanently. Couric claims there were ‘residual bad feelings’ towards Norville for her obvious differences with Jane Pauley, her former TODAY co-host who left in 1989 under acrimonious conditions.
Couric writes that Norville had a ‘major relatability problem’ because she was too perfect at a time in the morning when people were still getting ready for the day. One colleague supposedly told Couric that ‘with Deborah, people feel like they need to get dressed before they turn on the TV’.
Katie adds that she saw the show as her “turf” and she kept an eye on any woman who was “younger and cuter” than her including Ashleigh Banfield whose “father was telling anyone who’d listen that she was going to replace me.” Ashleigh has already bit back at Katie.
Other targets in Katie’s book include, but are not limited to, Joan Rivers who apparently hated her ass, Michael Jackson who she once went on a date with (hand like a dead fish), Neil Simon who she also dated but was presumably too old to fuck because of his blood pressure medication and Larry King who once came at her tongue-first and tried to jump her bones. But Katie’s heart is not icy for everyone. She did text “I love you and care about you deeply” to serial predator Matt Lauer after he was fired for sexual harassment because she felt it was “heartless” to abandon him.
Personally, I think everyone should get to publish at least one scathing memoir in their life and I can’t wait until mine, tentatively titled Fuck All Y’all, comes out. It will be self-published and written on a series of post-it notes so good luck to the librarians at The Library of Congress with that.