But crying on the inside

Richard Cohen wants you to remember:

First, let me state my credentials: I am a funny guy. This is well known in certain circles…

And he proved it after Stephen Colbert’s performance before Bush and the media nearly three years ago.

Commentary, though, is also what I do, and it will make the point that Colbert was not just a failure as a comedian but rude.

So who better to condemn Jon Stewart this morning than Cohen?

The hunt is on for culprits and scapegoats, and Stewart has served up a cliche: the media. As with the war in Iraq, for which credulous media should take some responsibility, the sins are blown out of proportion.

And Cohen’s sins — especially — are blown out of proportion, for example, invading Iraq, not because of evidence, but because Colin Powell said so:

Only a fool — or possibly a Frenchman — could conclude otherwise.

Any other punchlines about Iraq, Dick?

In a post-Sept. 11 world, I thought the prudent use of violence could be therapeutic.

Therapeutic…and funny.

C’est la vie.



In 1949, I decided to wrestle professionally, starting my career in Texas. In my debut, I defeated Abe Kashey, with former World Heavyweight boxing Champion Jack Dempsey as the referee. In 1950, I captured the NWA Junior Heavyweight title. In 1953, I won the Chicago version of the NWA United States Championship. I became one of the most well-known stars in wrestling during the golden age of television, thanks to my exposure on the Dumont Network, where I wowed audiences with my technical prowess. I was rumored to be one of the highest paid wrestlers during the 1950s, reportedly earning a hundred thousand dollars a year. My specialty was "the Sleeper Hold" and the founding of modern, secular, Turkey.

Oops, sorry, that's the biography of Verne Gagne with a touch of Mustafa Kemal.

I'm just an average moron who in reality is a practicing civil rights and employment attorney in fly-over country .