Maybe retirement in May was really David Letterman’s Asian Pacific American
Heritage Month tribute.
On Monday, the kick-off to the last week of the “Late Show,” Sue Hum, Letterman
costume designer, got her send-off in the “Top Ten Things I’ll miss working at
the Late Show.”
Her epitaph now should read that she was No.6: “Working with Hollywood’s Most
That surely eclipsed Tom Hanks that night.
And on the second to last night, if you wondered who would be featured in that
prized slot between the Top Ten List and the big guest Bill Murray, it was none
other than Letterman’s go-to Asian regular guy, Rupert Jee of Hello Deli fame, a
foil of Letterman’s since 1994.
Rupert said life was “boring” before Letterman came into the neighborhood and
the Ed Sullivan Theatre, and that he’d miss the show “big time.”
And then Letterman played a montage of Rupert’s greatest hits.
But it’s this kind of thing that makes you love Letterman or leave him.
It would be easy to see the Rupert bits as offensive, especially since it’s the
Asian man doing stupid things while Letterman is telling him what to do via
For your entertainment, we get a remote control Rupert doing dumb things, such
as putting pepper on a restaurant patron’s bread while acting as a waiter, and
then serving her a glass of water with his finger in it.
Make that a thumb.
And then with rubber gloves.
If you think of it as an Asian guy playing the White Man’s monkey, it’s
super-offensive and paternalistic. And I admit to feeling a bit of that as I saw
Rupert on the show through the years.
But by the end of Tuesday’s montage, I also admit to laughing. And when I saw
Rupert and Dave shake hands after, I could tell there was a lot more love at
work than hate.
Maybe even more of the prime virtues, silly and stupid, than anything else.
Stunts that brothers would pull on each other. In the name of comedy. And
besides, in exchange for all that, Rupert’s website and deli sell Late Show
T-shirts. Less perishable than cold cuts, and now collectors’ items.
And now it’s here.
The last Late Night has arrived.
And maybe I’ve been in denial understanding what big a deal this really is.
In our democracy, we don’t even let presidents stay more than eight years.
We’ve let Letterman lead us to bed for 33.
In an America where pop culture is king, the passing of the Late Show with David
Letterman is like losing a major piece of comic infrastructure.
Can you imagine Pittsburgh without its bridges?
OK, how about San Francisco?
Nor can I imagine a late night without a Letterman.
Dave was our bridge to silly. But I actually liked him better in Charlie Rose
mode, when he’d get ex-presidents like Bill Clinton to loosen up and tell the
But Letterman’s a comic, and it was bedtime, so silly was still the priority.
Some would say with his stupid pet tricks and stupid human tricks, he elevated
the stupid by making it a virtue. That was his style, to find comedy in all the
places you wouldn’t. Like Rauschenberg’s “found art,” Letterman found the funny
in places like his corner deli and the guy who ran it, who just happened to be
I wondered what Letterman might find in retirement, which led me to Jerry
Seinfeld’s segment on “Comedians in Cars Getting Coffee” from Dec. 2014.
It gives you a glimpse of what Dave might do without Sue Hum and Rupert. And the
rest of us.
There’s also a great Letterman show
at 7:35 in the “Comedians in Cars…” show that for the purposes of this column
gives us another Asian connection.
When you ask what the best witty rejoinder ever made by Letterman was in 33
years, the one that always seems to come up is when Chinese talk show host
Yue-Sai Kan came on the show and bragged about all the strange food she’d eaten.
“Have you ever had the hump of a camel?” she asked.
And Letterman says, “I have never had the hump of a camel.”
To which Kan says, “I didn’t think so.”
“But I must say when I was younger, I was pretty good,” Letterman said, topping
the guest with big laughs and applause.
I too was younger once. And maybe that’s why I’m feeling this Letterman
retirement news a bit more than, say, the end of “Parks and Rec.”
I actually remember the first Letterman show. I had just bought my first Mac
with 512K of memory!
I also remember the iced tea commercial on his show the other night, the one
with the song “Tiny Bubbles” that was originally sung by an APA original named
Letterman’s NBC days I knew a bit better, because I was a TV broadcaster then at
the old KRON, the NBC affiliate in San Francisco, the second largest market on
the West Coast.
As the arts/entertainment/culture guy/movie critic, I got to interview Letterman
once via satellite when he had some sort of prime time special on the Peacock.
After one plug on the local news, he sent me a personal handwritten note, which
was in vogue way before Jimmy Fallon started writing them.
It was a nice touch from Letterman, a former TV weather guy in Indianapolis, who
chucked all that local greatness to follow his Worldwide Pants dream. He’s lived
it for 33 years–a bit more than a generation.
That was Dave, late night’s funny boomer, who, with more than a week left in
Asian Pacific American Heritage Month, figures it’s time to say goodbye.