How Can You NOT Like Him?
September 26, 2007, 8:24 am
Posted by Cathleen Kaveny
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on September 26th, 2007 at 9:28 am
Yeah, he’s a cutie!
And he obviously intends to use his platform for good. I often think that he shows the courage and dignity of Baptism and Confirmation.
But I don’t know how he can stand to think so fast. You can sometimes see his wheels turning in the interviews, as he calculates degrees and angles of funniness. He served a long apprenticeship, and it shows.
on September 26th, 2007 at 9:36 am
You’ve got to love the way this fellow has parlayed his seriousness, nerdiness, and obviously intellectual bent into a financially successful career in front of the camera. What a role model for Commonweal bloggers!
on September 26th, 2007 at 11:28 am
And, in case you didn’t know, he can sing and dance! (The first one is my favorite.)
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mXGhjOwvnNQ
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=TL8YHc2TV5U
on September 26th, 2007 at 11:50 am
Sometimes I think Mr. Colbert is a saint. He even loves Bill O’Reilly! And O’Reilly loves him back. Quite a role model for us super-opinonated folk.
Things are still very hard here in New Orleans, but he makes me laugh. What a blessing he is :-)
on September 26th, 2007 at 12:09 pm
Seems to me that the only two things we can all agree on are the merits of The Colbert Report and John Allen’s work.
The seeds of a movement toward greater unity? You decide.
on September 26th, 2007 at 12:24 pm
Classic: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=d6VHZcR4xLQ
on September 26th, 2007 at 1:24 pm
To Greg — We can learn from Colbert and Allen the necessity of keeping open minds and (the hardest part) giving credit where credit is due.
A friend of mine calls himself “a radical centrist”, with “radical” meaning “seeking the roots of problems”. Such people look both right and left and usually get shot at from both sides. I think Colbert is a radical centrist, but his kindness and hilarity at the nonsense of being human make him exceptional. He’s something of a Chesterton. No wonder his influence grows.
on September 26th, 2007 at 1:55 pm
Does anyone think he’s tooooooo cute?
on September 26th, 2007 at 2:10 pm
It will be interesting to watch whether celebrity and fame go to his head and adversely affect his comedy. I enjoy his wonderful use of irony and that he always leaves me wondering if he has an edge to his humor. Unlike the obviously edgy humor of a Richard Pryor or a Chris Rock, Colbert seems to know how to march up to the precipice and then pull back, leaving one wondering if he really means what he says–e.g., when he addressed the audience in the Emmy awards clip provided by Kathy as “godless Sodomites” and when he described being in Hollywood as being “in the belly of the Beast.”
on September 26th, 2007 at 2:20 pm
I was also impressed by his comment in the Parade Magazine article that he was “blessed” to have been the Colbert child at home with his mother during her time of grieving. It would have been easy (and understandable) for him to say how difficult that time period had been, but IMO there’s a laudatory other-centered quality to his use of the word “blessed.”
on September 26th, 2007 at 2:54 pm
I liked this part: “Something burst that night, and I finally let go of the pretension of not wanting to be a fool.”
on September 26th, 2007 at 3:28 pm
Margaret, fortunately one of his ears sticks out more than the other. It’s a redeeming quality…
on September 27th, 2007 at 10:35 am
Ignatius of Loyola said: “Laugh and grow strong.” And, naturally there is —Francis, the troubador and authentic apostle of God.
on September 27th, 2007 at 9:21 pm
This probably belongs with Sex & Christianity but seems to fit better here. So! An Italian Mother:
Mrs. Ravioli comes to visit her
son, Anthony, for
dinner….
…who lives with a female roommate Maria…
During the course of the meal, his mother couldn’t help but notice how pretty Anthony’s roommate was.
She had long been suspicious of a relationship between the two, and this had only made her more curious.
Over the course of the evening, while watching the two interact, she started to wonder if there was more between Anthony and the roommate than met the eye.
Reading his mom’s thoughts, Anthony volunteered,
“I know what you must be thinking,
but I assure you,
Maria and I are just roommates.”
V
About a week later, Maria came to Anthony saying,
“Ever since your mother came to dinner,
I’ve been unable to find the silver sugar bowl.
You don’t suppose she took it, do you?”
“Well, I doubt it, but I’ll email her, just to be sure.”
So he sat down and wrote:
Dear Momma,
I’m not saying that you ‘did’ take the sugar bowl from my house; I’m not saying that you ‘did not’ take it. But the fact remains that it has been missing ever since you were here for dinner.
Love,
Anthony
V
V
Several days later, Anthony received a response email from his Momma which read:
Dear Son,
I’m not saying that you ‘do’ sleep with Maria, and I’m not saying that you ‘do not’ sleep with her. But the fact remains that if she was sleeping in her own bed, she would have found the sugar bowl by now.
Love,
Momma