Anybody who writes opinion columns needs to grow a thick skin. As a native of New Jersey, AKA “The Insult State,” I come by mine naturally. Personal invective there is an art form. If being called bad names made you cry, you couldn’t drive to the grocery store without your mommy.
So I don’t quite get New York Times columnist Bret Stephens’ wellpublicized hissy fit over a reader likening him to an u…