Pee Wee Krugman
Did you see Paul Krugman on the Daily Show? He’s hawking his book, "The Great Unraveling" now out in paperback. Paully, where’s the beef?
As a regular reader of the economist’s. . .how to put this delicately. . ."Bush-skewering" editorials, I was eager to see the man in the flesh on Thurs. night’s show, but from the second he walked out, I knew something was up.
I’ll forgive his obvious case of nerves (I swear I saw the man quivering, but I would have been too), but his mousy, nerdy, know it all, straight from a playground beatdown demeanor was, erm, a bit demoralizing.
This is a guy who, in his NYTimes headshot, looks like the guy beating up the guy giving the beatdowns.
You read a columnist regularly, and you start to get an idea of their persona in your head. But like the radio host who never looks like you imagined, Krugman was the opposite of the no-bullshit toughguy (go get’em Paul!!) that he comes off as in print. More Pee Wee Herman than Cool Hand Luke.
Oh well. I love ya anyway Paul. And I’m sorry. I feel dirty now. Forgive me?
Speaking of love (and dirty, for that matter), about that Maureen Dowd . . .
