It’s No Big Deal
I have a digital subscription to The New Yorker—but not the print copy, since nostalgia only goes so far—and don’t have many complaints. No one forced me to pay the fee (I forget how much) and the posted articles offer self-righteous and condescending political opinions as an unintentional (I think, unless editor David Remnick’s pulling a fast one, turning his magazine into a parody landing pad) reminder of how blinkered the “Acela Corridor” cadre of journalists has become in the past 15 years. Читать дальше...