Vince Coglianese is fond of his audience in the D.C. area. “It’s an amazing demographic that runs the gamut. I have a ton of people with a tremendous amount of influence who listen to me,” he said.
Coglianese doesn’t take that audience for granted. He says some power-brokers might call in under a pseudonym when they are incited to react to a discussion.
“I get a lot of reactions in email as well. I’m often stopped on the street and given accolades about my show. “Sometimes, I wonder if they’re just pulling my leg or if they really do listen.”
Coglianese is the host of “The Vince Coglianese Show” on WMAL in Washington, D.C. He’s also the editorial director of The Daily Caller.
He has a very sobering presence both on the air and in front of the camera. “I hope I do,” Coglianese said. “I believe what I’m saying. I’m open to changing my mind if you can convince me.”
A Marine brat, Coglianese said his father was stationed in Beaufort, South Carolina, when he was born. The first of many destinations. “I think moving around a lot made me more nimble. I was able to adapt to new situations more easily,” he said.
“We were never able to plant deep roots anywhere; I was always navigating a new environment. It’s hard to develop connections when you’re always on the go.” Still, Coglianese has managed to secure a number of people he considers good friends.
“The nice thing about being there was everyone was a Marine Brat, used to short-term relationships.”
He met his wife Alison at DeSales University, where he graduated with a degree in Political Science. “DeSales is a small college, and you pretty much knew most of your class.”
A longtime talk radio fan, Vince’s first foray into the medium came as a high school senior. That’s when he joined a weekly panel show on “The Talk Station,” WTKF and WJNC, in Morehead City, N.C.
He also served as the sports anchor for a television program airing on Camp Lejeune, NC’s LCTV-10.
“That was in high school,” Coglianese said. “My dad was stationed at Camp Lejeune. The base had a television station, as simple as it was. It consisted of a news desk where a number of Marines in uniform delivered news about the base. Stories too.
“It wasn’t sophisticated, but they at least had a camera. I was fascinated by the medium and thought, ‘sure; I’ll try it. I guess they were impressed with my enthusiasm and willingness to get in front of a camera.”
Coglianese did sports one to three times a week, sometimes peppering his broadcast with a joke. He never told his classmates he was doing the sports gig. Other students who’d seen his broadcasts asked him about it. “Then I’d tell them I’d been doing it for a while. I just didn’t tell anyone about it and seem conceited. I just recorded my segments and went to school.”
News talk was something that struck Coglianese as something he would be interested in doing. I wasn’t sure what route that would be or if I could make a wage off it.
After graduating from DeSales University with a degree in political science, he worked at WTKF and WJNC.
“I did a program once a week which focused on high school topics. I sold some advertising for them.”
He met Alison because they both lived in the dorms at DeSales University. He minored in theology because he was interested in the area.
“I enjoyed my professors,” Coglianese said. “What was neat being at such a small institution were the clubs you wanted to be part of. I got involved in a business club, and we traveled the world. My girlfriend (wife) and I joined the campus newspaper. We redesigned it, rejuvenated the paper. Our mission was to give people a reason to pick up the free paper. We started including Sudoku in hopes someone liked to do it.”
After college, he and his current wife were still dating. Alison went home to Pennsylvania, and Coglianese went to North Carolina, both working their respective jobs.
Coglianese joined “The Talk Station” full-time as a host and station manager for the company’s Jacksonville, N.C. presence. While in North Carolina, he also served as the web editor for CarolinaCoastOnline.com.
“Alison and I saw each other about once a month,” Coglianese said.
“During that time frame, we decided we’d work our way through our careers. Whoever ended up with something more secure, something worth moving for, the other would join them.” Alison was working for the Morning Call in Allentown. Coglianese was working for the radio station.”
“I did a limited amount of reporting and was just feeling my way through. I wasn’t making any real money. I enjoyed the job but was living at home with my parents.”
Then came the internship opportunity at The Heritage Foundation. The Heritage Foundation is an American conservative think tank based in Washington, D.C., primarily geared towards public policy.
“I didn’t want to move down to an internship,” Coglianese explained. “I was two years into my career. The optics of the move didn’t seem right. But, I figured I should ignore that instinct.”
Coglianese became a communications intern, among several others. “I was older, hungrier, and working my ass off. I was stretching the limit as to how many hours a week an intern could work.”
He said the whole staff at The Heritage Foundation knew he was looking for a real job as he wouldn’t shut up about it.
Fortunately for Coglianese, The Daily Caller was in need of an overnight editor. In 2010, Vince joined The Daily Caller as an editor, where he’s reported on and edited thousands of national news stories.
The Daily Caller is a news and opinion website based in Washington, D.C. It was founded by now Fox News host Tucker Carlson and political pundit Neil Patel.
“I was interested in everything at The Daily Caller,” Coglianese said. “I would review stories, write great headlines, and sell content. I was always fine-tuning what I felt the site should be like. I was obsessed with content.”
He did well in his new position. So well, Tucker Carlson decided to move Cognalese to daytime.
“I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention how much of an influence Tucker has had on me. Some see a caricature of him. Hardened demagogue. However, if you ask anyone who knows him, you’d hear how kind he is.”
At the same time, Coglianese was hosting a morning show at WMAL all through the Trump presidency, from 2017 until 2021.
“There were times where I didn’t know what Trump was going to do next,” Coglianese said. “I think the conversations around Trump were hyperbolic. Televisions made a great deal of money off Trump. CNN is trying to figure out what the future will be after making everything about Trump.”
Preparing for his morning show, Coglianese said he engaged in a lot of catch-ups. “I’d watch abbreviated sports events and awards shows, so I could comment on the topics with some knowledge. We looked for the drama overnight. Used Tivo to blast through the commercials. When I was driving to work, I’d scan the radio stations, the satellite stations, and the internet. I was always cramming.”
When Tucker Carlson moved on to his prime-time show on Fox, he asked Coglianese to be the editor-in-chief of The Daily Caller.
“To do this, he had to diminish his role at The Daily Caller. “I made up a title for myself. I named myself editorial editor. I work hand-in-hand with Geoffery Ingersoll. Try to keep the staff focused on issues.”
His morning show ran from 5-9, meaning he got up at 3:00 a.m. Had held a pre-show meeting at 4:00 a.m. and was on the air at 5:00 a.m. He said leaving morning radio was life-changing. Coglianese said there is no comparison as to which shift he prefers.
“The afternoon is way better. Now I don’t have to go to bed at the same time as my eight-year-old daughter. It’s an improvement. Now I can see her off to school in the morning. That’s invaluable to me.”
Coglianese said he lives with three women now; his wife, daughter, and mother-in-law. “You forget how brutish men can be. When we host a birthday party, invariably, one of the guests will be a boy. Before you know it, everything in the house becomes a projectile.”
Coglianese said he’d hosted two birthday parties for his daughter at an indoor trampoline establishment. “All the floors are covered with trampolines,” he said.
“The last two times, an hour into the jump session, the boys got bored. Then they’re talking, and a minute later, they’re tackling the girls. Wrestling. The girls were down to fight,” he joked.
The biological difference between the two shifts is huge. “Now I get a full night of sleep. I don’t have to nap in the middle of the day. I think more clearly.” The afternoon shift allows him time to breathe. The segments are longer, and he puts in a lot of research.
For his current show, prepping is still the name of the game. “Each morning, I prepare a morning roundup of content I find compelling and interesting. Then I disseminate that roundup to the staff, to premium subscribers, daily caller patriots.”
He simply doesn’t want to be blindsided by a topic of discussion or event. “It happens every so often, but I’m proud of the work I put in. I don’t want to merely ape popular talking points,” Coglianese said. “I think the more interesting route is to explore the facts, then make a judgment. I know there’s an audience for that. We’ve been doing that.”
He said WMAL is enjoying the best rating since the 80s, led by a devoted listening audience during the morning show. “I’ve been having the same good fortune in the afternoon,” Coglianese said. “I like to make people laugh, think. I don’t sugarcoat anything. You can do that while still maintaining your moral obligations.”
‘I didn’t expect to have this level of success. I’m humbled by it. Not many people are given the privilege to do something like this.”
There is one thing that throws him back.” I get thanks for ‘all I do,’ and I find that hard to understand,” Coglianese explained. “That’s a comment normally reserved for service members. I thank them for allowing me to keep my job.”
Mr. Coglianese, thanks for all you do.
The Cost of “Thoughts”
Jack Del Rio made a classic mistake of wondering aloud about topics that people in public positions aren’t allowed to think about on Twitter.
The first recorded use of the expression, “A penny for your thoughts,” was made by Sir Thomas Moore precisely 500 years ago (1522). But, no doubt, a penny went much further in the 16th century.
The U.S. Department of Labor’s most recent Consumer Price Index (CPI) shows that inflation continues to increase above expectations. The current annual rate of 8.6% is the highest since 1981. The cost of thoughts, or at least saying them aloud, well, saying certain things in a public forum, has gone up far more than the CPI.
Jack Del Rio, defensive coordinator for the Washington Commanders (formerly known as the “Washington Football Team,” and before that, the Washington Redskins), made a classic mistake of wondering aloud about topics that people in public positions aren’t allowed to think about on Twitter. Specifically, his Tweets compared (what he called) “the summer of riots” to January 6th at the U.S. Capitol. As the late, great Alex Trebek would say, Del Rio’s comments were “in the form of a question.”
Faced with media scrutiny about his Tweets, rather than back down, Del Rio referred to January 6th as a “dust-up at the Capitol.”
Can I tell you a trade secret of press flacks? They all have a small can of lighter fluid and a pack of matches within reach behind a piece of glass with the words “break only in the case of emergency” scrawled on it. Certain phrases or words will cause a press person, at great personal danger and sacrifice, to break the glass, douse themselves with the accelerant, and strike a match before flinging their immolating body in front of the podium. Okay, not literally, but I guarantee the Commanders’ public relations director would think this alternative less painful than hearing those words come out of Del Rio’s mouth in front of the press gaggle.
The controversy that followed was swift and certain: as was the reaction from Commanders Head Coach Ron Rivera. He promptly assessed a $100,000 fine on Del Rio for his comments.
Two points here: First, this is not a sports story. Talk Radio observers should be far more concerned with the consequences of this story than NFL or sports fans. Second, it doesn’t matter what you think happened on January 6th. You should still find the fine issued by Rivera chilling, whether you call it an insurrection or a dust-up.
I used to believe that comedian Bill Maher and I were about as far apart on the political spectrum as any two Americans could be. Maher and I, however, hold similar views on freedom of expression.
On his HBO show, “Real Time,” Maher defended Del Rio by saying: “In America, you have the right to be wrong. They fined him; the team fined him $100,000 for this opinion. Fining people for an opinion. I am not down with that.”
Because this is where we meet, I’d like to buy Bill Maher a drink and have a laugh over all the times he’s been wrong, or we can share that drink and a smile for understanding that freedom of expression IS the foundation of democracy – no matter who’s right or wrong. Freedom of expression is an issue where liberals and conservatives must find common ground.
The football team currently known as the Washington Commanders may need another name change. Perhaps the “Comrades” would reflect the team’s philosophy better? Levying such a hefty punishment for stating a political (and non-football) point of view because it is out of step with what is apparently official policy seems more reminiscent of the Politburo’s posture than a free society.
Del Rio’s words are understandably offensive to many. At the very least, they were ham-handed for someone who has been in the public spotlight for so long. But a $100,000 fine? Stifling political opinion is far more dangerous than anything Del Rio said.
Taking the Del Rio incident into context with the “Cancel Culture” of the past few years, Talk Radio hosts should look over their shoulders. Del Rio is also an excellent reminder to think twice before posting a politically unpopular opinion on social media.
Inflation has eaten away at the value of a penny and increased the cost of making politically incorrect statements, including on the air in recent years. What inhibits individuals from expressing their thoughts, beliefs, opinions, and emotions is a threat to Talk Radio and democracy.
Joe Pags’ Dream to Work In Media Started Early
Pags knew a career in media was for him ever since he was ten years old, even before his vocal chords did.
If you’ve ever been required to interview someone for a segment or article, you know pretty quickly when it’s going to be a bumpy ride.
Joe Pags was answering my initial questions as freely as Ebeneezer Scrooge hands out Krugerrands. Teeth have been pulled from the human head with greater ease. It just wasn’t happening.
After a few minutes, I think I grew on him.
I discovered we actually had a few things in common; both of us lived in Lake Worth, Florida, we knew a lot of the same places and faces, and we both understood that summer heat in Florida is like purgatory.
However, Pags and I will both have a fond devotion to The Noid. We will always share the memories of being a manager at Domino’s Pizza.
“I worked at Domino’s when pizzas were delivered to your door within 30-minutes, or it was free,” Pags said. “After a while they went to 30 minutes or three dollars off the price. Too many people were getting into accidents trying to beat the clock.”
What Pags did not mention was that even when you legitimately made it in less than 30 minutes, you had people questioning your delivery time. I guess that’s human nature.
Soon, pizzas were just for eating, not working; Pags started his radio career in 1989 in Palm Beach County, Florida.
After that, it was a stint as a television anchor from 1994-2005 in Saginaw, Michigan, and then Albany, New York. From there he was called back to radio and landed at the Clear Channel Talk Flagship, WOAI, in 2005. The Joe Pags Show has been a fan favorite since its debut in 2005.
For Pags, the media dream started early on.
“I grew up listening to talk radio at a very young age and was determined to make my living doing it one day,” Pags says. “I actually have a tape somewhere on which I erased the DJ’s voice and recorded mine over the songs.”
Pags is probably thrilled that the tape will never be released.
Years later, he found he could pay the bills doing something he loved. “I’m lucky enough to work with great people on both local, and national radio and television,” Pags explained.
“I also remember Steve Cain, Rick, and Suds on that station,” Pags said. “It was a lot of talk radio, but it was fun. It was entertainment. Rush Limbaugh was doing the politics stuff back then.”
Pags knew a career in media was for him ever since he was ten years old, even before his vocal chords did.
“When my voice changed at 13, I developed more of a bass tone; I knew I was on my way. I had a New York accent and had to shake that.”
Before he embarked on a career in radio, his music career was going well. Pags played French horn and saxophone; apparently, he was pretty good.
He played gigs at the prestigious Breakers Hotel, among many others. “I used to play at the Backstage lounge adjacent to the old Burt Reynolds Dinner Theater in Jupiter,” Pags said.
No word on whether Reynolds ever caught Pags live or not.
As a kid, he played baseball. Pags said he was pretty good. What took center stage for Pags was music. It was the French horn and saxophone that captured his heart.
“I played professionally on the Empress Dinner Cruise on the Intracoastal Waterway,” Pags said. “I also did gigs at The Breakers Hotel in Palm Beach. We made some good money.”
Before Domino’s and radio and music, it all started with a strong desire to succeed. That often comes from your family’s belief in you. Sometimes it’s not there.
“I knew that if I worked hard enough, if I showed the love for the work I was doing, then I’d succeed,” Pags said.
His family lived in Lake Worth, Florida, from 1973-74, and Pags returned every so often. “I got back to Florida recently when I went to Mara Lago and watched 2,000 Mules.”
San Antonio has been home for the past 17 years for Pags and his family. “I’ve been here at WOAI. I’ve got my own studio in a great area.” His daughter Sam is his executive producer. I asked Pags if there was any nepotism when it came to hiring Sam.
“Darn right, there is nepotism,” he said. “This is Joe Pags media. I get to hire whoever I want,” he quipped. “Sam has always had a love of broadcasting. When I became syndicated in this business, I told her I trusted her more than anyone else I knew and asked her to produce my show.”
The other day I spoke with Will Cain for a piece. He told me if I visited Austin, I should also see Texas. So I asked Pags what Cain was trying to say. “He means Austin is a city like Portland; only it’s in Texas. There’s a lot of homelessness in Austin. A lot of crime. The University of Texas in Austin goes far to the Left.”
Where does Pags’ tough demeanor come from?
“My father was 100 percent Italian. We had some good pasta dishes around our house with my grandparents around,” Pags explained. “We didn’t have a good bakery in Lake Worth, so I remember my mother and aunts bringing great bread recipes over from the homeland.”
Pags has always been interested in what takes place on the periphery, not just the core of matters. He’s done a lot of things throughout his life. That experience has helped shape his radio show. Pags said his show tends to be white-collar, but he grew up blue-collar all the way.
“I liked the Superman movies. I enjoyed Rocky,” Pags explained. “As a car-buff, I loved the Burt Reynolds films with Smokey and the Bandit. Stuff like that.”
Lake Worth, like a lot of other Floridia areas, has been known to be a little rough and tumble. Just watch Cops for a week if you don’t believe me.
Pags said other than a little shoving match at the bus stop, he didn’t encounter much rough stuff. “I was a musician, I wasn’t in that mix. Perhaps a scuffle in little league.”
When he was a teenager, he thought music would be it. “I’d played with some big-hitters at the time, like The Coasters,” Pags said.
“Music career opportunities really didn’t come along as I’d hoped. In some ways, people in the industry were full of it. I still did some freelance work on the saxophone.”
Pags said he was always willing to work for what he got. “I poured coffee and ran errands for $4 an hour,” Pags said. “I had my car repossessed, and got evicted from my apartment. I still kept at it. I never was deterred from what I wanted. I knew what I wanted, but never really expected things to happen the way they did.”
Pags said if some youngster asked how to be what Pags is today, his answer was succinct. “Pour coffee, run errands, whatever you have to do.”
I asked Pags what he does in his downtime? Let’s just say he’s not running to tee-off at 7:00 am with the guys at the club on his day off.
“I’m a domestic sports car guy,” he says with pride. “I’ve got three Corvettes, a Camaro Super Sport. My Camaro was a 1967, red with white stripes. I sold that car so we could afford to adopt our daughter. I got the better end of that deal.”
He doesn’t do any weekend racing on local tracks like other aging Indy wannabes. “I like to look at those cars in the garage,” Pags said. “My dad was a big car guy. My dad is probably why I’ve succeeded in my life and career. Not for the reasons you’d think.”
Pags’ relationship with his father had the typical ups and downs. Same as it is for most men.
“My father didn’t think I’d amount to anything and had no problem relating that to me,” Pags said. “Conversely, my Mom was always extremely supportive of my interests and goals. I knew if you were good at what you did, people would take notice.”
Pags said his father excelled at being a naysayer. A glass is a half-empty kind of guy.
“He was so negative. He thought I’d never succeed at anything,” Pags explained. “I was out of the house at 17, and I was determined to become something. To prove him wrong.”
Before his father passed away, Pags believes his father became aware of a lot of things.
“A light went on in his head, and he was just so surprised I could make a living doing what I did,” Pags explains. “When I became a big enough success, he recognized my drive and determination. I’m still not sure if he was hard on me because he thought it would help me in the end. Whatever his reasoning was, it gave me the drive and determination to see things through.”
Pags’ father became so proud of his son that he’d tell friends Joe was going to be on Fox News and how they should tune in.
“It was my mother, with her ultimate support, that really made me want to succeed. For her,” Pags explained.
“I learned that if someone disparages you or makes you feel small, you have choices. You can go into a shell and take it. Believe what people say. Or you can go out and knock down some doors. If you want me to do something, tell me I can’t do it. Soon I will be syndicated on 200 stations. All that came from believing in myself. I’ll prove it to iHeart. To other broadcasters.”
Pags said at some point; you’ve got to find some kind of edge.
“I knew I wasn’t going to agree with things my father believed and said, just to shut him up. I had to stand up for my own beliefs.”
I can relate to a guy like Pags. He’s got a tough exterior, not easy to crack. But like me, I know in the center is a soft, creamy nougat.
Where Is the Good Stuff?
By the “good stuff, I’m not even referring necessarily to the happy or “feel good” tales of human kindness, child wonderment, or cute puppies.
A couple of stories about bears actually brought me to this declamation of sorts.
What you’ll see (or read, actually) is nothing new and certainly not any type of original complaint or assessment, but as I spend my days digging, crafting, and stacking stories on double homicides, house fires, high gas prices, and low voter turnout, it’s becoming that much more difficult to balance out a newscast with the good stuff.
By the “good stuff, I’m not even referring necessarily to the happy or “feel good” tales of human kindness, child wonderment, or cute puppies. I’m really just talking about the low end of the meter things; an innocuous bill passing, a road-widening project, or maybe even an upgrade in consumer technology somewhere.
We all realize if a show rattles off an unending laundry list of death, destruction, corruption, and high pollen counts, the only winners are therapists, pharmacies, and liquor stores. But it’s no longer as easy as it once was; I mean, I may be overstating for dramatic effect, but at the end of the day, it really does seem like not only are there fewer accounts to raise the serotonin levels, but those we do find cannot sufficiently dilute those newscasts from their continual tales of woe.
To expand my point, I return to the bears.
Over the years, I have come to count on bears, and for a good reason. Most bear content consists of the giant creatures, often with their youngsters in tow, doing things we find cute, intriguing, thought-provoking, and/or hilarious.
If you have never seen a giant black bear rumbling around inside an SUV they’ve just illegally entered or busting into someone’s kitchen and raiding the pantry or the garbage shed, can you even say you have truly lived?
Well, the short answer is you probably can, but I’m the one on the keyboard at the moment, so roll with it for now.
True, those stories often come at the expense of some weary camper, homeowner, or utility worker, but for the audience, it’s generally rejuvenating, even medicinal. A simple Google or social media search will lead you to an overflow of the best of bears in news content. Therefore, as you will see…they trend.
But here’s what has happened of late to turn those stories in a downward direction. Here, in this part of New England, our news stories about bears recently have revolved around them being killed. They destroy some crops or a garden and move on towards somebody’s house, and they get shot. They break into a shed and don’t run off; they get shot. They are euthanized; their cubs get tranquilized for relocation and then don’t wake up. It’s certainly a shift.
Suddenly, we are back to where we started with our content. What was once a sure thing is now added to the dark category of story selection. Still, it is often viable content because it’s a pro and con topic; it has angles and follow-up potential.
Now know this; I am not proposing a referendum involving bears, but rather just offering a long-winded metaphor of sorts.
We do not know when the time-tested default stories are going to turn on us. I do think it will usually happen when our backs are turned. That probably means the digging we do has gone even more profound than before. We cannot always count for all those elements in a story to be out in the open.
Like most of us, I read or at least do a hard scan of a lot of reports, releases, summaries, and everyone else’s take on what’s happening. Fortunately, I can sometimes find fundamental components dropped down further than they ought to be or not allotted enough attention due to time or space constraints.
In police work, these obscure details would often lead to another suspect, another criminal charge, or even an exoneration or a new investigation.
I find little difference in this present position:
A hi-rise building fire is brought under control when the alarm’s sprinkler system douses much of the flames just as fire crews arrive. Now, that’s great, but there’s a bit more upon looking a little deeper.
The sprinklers knocked out the elevators, and firefighters carried a disabled burn victim down 14 flights of stairs.
Part of their job?
Sure, but worth peeling the layers off that onion.
Drivers going the wrong way is another big thing around here. On the interstates, the highways, the local roadways, it’s happening a lot and often, as you might guess, with tragic results. So a driver is taken into custody after going the opposite way on not one but two different thoroughfares within like fifteen minutes.
Good story, good arrest, good write-up.
How did they catch the wrong-way driver?
The trooper turned directly into the driver’s path and took the crash impact to stop him.
Where did we that aspect of the incident?
Paragraph four or three-quarters through the stand-up.
Now, of course, all coverage and treatment of stories is subjective, and the intent here is merely for me to find a way to say I’m not seeing enough or finding enough “good stuff” to balance out my newscast, so I am going to loot and gut everything I can when necessary.
And that’s just on the local side. Do not get me started on the national beat.
I hope it’s not that people are starting to slip on their quota of good deeds, but it has forced me to think and work just a little harder.
It’s disappointing when I cannot even count on the bears anymore.