Professional hilarious comedian and comedy writer Richard Cohen has written one of his signature high-concept columns about the New York Senate race. He starts off real funny-like: “Let me introduce myself. I am Harold Gillibrand or maybe I’m Kirsten Ford, a blending of the Democrats who want to be the next elected senator from New York.” “Harold Gillibrand”! Yo, who ordered wordplay with a side of regular words? It’s as if, by way of explaining Harold Ford’s pro-life stance, Cohen were to insist that Ford is actually pro-Life, like Life magazine, which he of course does just a few paragraphs later.
Here is Richard Cohen, pretending to be the hybrid “Harold Gillibrand,” half-human, half-laughter:
I was pro-life when I was a congressman from Tennessee, but I am now pro-choice. This is not because I moved from Tennessee to New York, but because the moral, ethical and practical issues have changed in such fundamental ways in the past couple of weeks that it takes someone who thinks outside the box to fully understand them. When I said I was pro-life, I was referring to the old Time Inc. picture magazine. Some people are pro-People and some people are pro-Sports Illustrated and I am pro-Life. I think the American people are with me on this.
Of course this horrendously executed metaphor is only tenable for one, two sentences tops and the entire column degenerates into Cohen culling clauses of totally oscillating degrees of relevancy from alternating Wikipedia pages—which is to say, like any other Richard Cohen column.
I am 43, but I used to be younger. I am 39, but promise to get older. I am woman (hear me roar) and I am man. That’s just the way things turned out. I am black. I am white. If you want me to be the other way around, I’ll gladly appoint a study commission. I am my own person. No one controls me. I vote my conscience. Also my district. Luckily, my conscience tells me to vote my district.
I know what you’re thinking: I have no mind of my own. I change with the wind. But how about you? You always tell the boss when he’s an idiot? You always tell the customer he’s wrong? You always tell your spouse the truth and always speak up in staff meetings even if you know what you’re going to say is unpopular? I thought not. Vote for one of us, either Harold Gillibrand or Kirsten Ford. We’re the same person. In fact, we’re you.
You are Richard Cohen, Senator from New York, is the takeaway of this professional journalist’s column for the Washington Post.







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Who’s the gnome?
Perhaps we can convince him to be osama bin laden and hide in the hills of afganistan for a few decades, occasionally releasing a blurry videotape which we will,of course, make fun of.
That made my face hurt.
Wow, Julie, how about a spoiler alert next time you plan on ruining the end of ‘the Sixth Sense’ for everyone?
Heh. Looks like Cohen read my comments on a Ford thread here on Wonkette a few days back. Then added about 480 words.
What’s sad is that this is a better than average piece for the Washington Post.
I do have to hand it to him– it’s not easy for him to keep topping himself in awfulness.
“I have no mind of my own.” Damn, I never thought we’d see the day when Mr. Concern Troll himself would say something honest. Congratulations, Richard; the first step is to admit that you have a problem.
He seems like a nice man in a perverted, dementia addled, grabby hands, smells like cheap hard liquor kind of way.
The only “takeaway” from this column is that the Washington Post’s philosophy is the same as Wonkette’s, “It doesn’t have to be good.”
[re=496775]Serolf Divad[/re]: Somedays, I dream of Journalism. My head spins with vaulted heights of wordy play and poetic prose. I picture entire concepts laid bare, nakedly twitching at the feet of THE metaphor. And then I remember John Kass and Dana Milbank and Maureen Dowd and Rich, here, and everything greys a little around the edges.
I think the first draft was just him typing out the lyrics to Sympathy for the Devil, but with a Mr. Roboto (“I’m KILROY!”) ending.
As a newspaper guy, I feel the need to hit Richard Cohen with a brick for his role in killing the newspaper business.
Christ, he’s off his Aricept.
Richard Cohen: David or Goliath?
…
(pitcher or catcher?)
[re=496795]mumblyjoe[/re]: Jezebel.
He might have added that he is Spartacus and Time’s former Man of the Year.
If he’s saying he’s me, can I sue him for slander?
[re=496782]Monsieur Grumpe[/re]: Seagrams 7, my aunts and uncles always smelled like whiskey sours made with Seagrams 7. One step above Fleischmans.
The WaPo editrixes had to remove the last sentence.
“Who dances with the devil in the pale moonlight? I do because I’m Batman.”
This guy just blasted a huge fucking hole in the space/time continuum.
[re=496803]SayItWithWookies[/re]: One could say that there’s a little bit of Richard Cohen in all of us. And ew, now I’ve stuck the most disgusting image in my head.
That picture alone induces such violent urges, I might punch my computer.
[re=496815]JMP[/re]: BRB — gonna see about getting some Cipro.
Richard Cohen reminds me of a poem i learned in the 5th grade:
Col. Sanders came to town
Riding on a chicken
Stuck his finger in his ass
And called it finger lickin’.
Or, he called it a washington Post column, as the case may be.
I am Richard Cohen’s raging bile duct.
WHO’S A BTICH NOW KAFKA!!!1
[re=496789]norbizness[/re]: Thanks. Now I have “Mr. Roboto” stuck in my brain. However, it’s less annoying than Mr. Cohen’s column, so… thanks, I guess?
Secret secret
I’ve got a secret!
[re=496803]SayItWithWookies[/re]: Identity theft?
[re=496770]Snuggies[/re]: called it early?
Man, I’d love to salon with this scribe.
i am the walrus
Richard Cohen wore Harry Potter glasses way before it was cool unlike the rest of you sheeples
“I am 1. I am -1. Put me together and you get a great big zero.”
Alright, his math checks out.
Dick ran his mouth off a bit too much, oh what did he say?
Well we just laughed it off, it was all OK.
I am he as you are he as you are me and we are all together.
Today, we are all Marlo Thomas.
[re=496920]AxmxZ[/re]: Looks like The Corner needs to have another lesson in grammar, from adjectives to verbs!
There’s no excuse for using that creepy photo if there is no alt text or Blingees. Way to ruin my lunch.
“I am woman (hear me roar)”
NOBODY does references to one-hit-wonder pop culture from the 1970s like our Richard.
Worst David Letterman Evah
[re=496922]Extemporanus[/re]: No lie, even my Rottweiler got up and left the room with that awls in your ears.
[re=496922]Extemporanus[/re]: At least your Rottweiler is still free to be you and me.
What does Ricky Cohen have against waffles?
Richard Cohen is a shape-shifting alien: confirmed!
It kills me that he’s of the tribe. FUCKING CONVERT YOU ASSHOLE WE DON’T WANT YOU!
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