Gawker
As Sheila mentioned earlier, decreasingly-relevant music and culture mag Rolling Stone is shrinking! Yes the old pub wasn't quite gathering the same moss of ad dollars as it used to, so they've decided to go and be conventional like everyone else. The boxy Peter Travers beat-off rag (excuse my vulgarity, but really) used to be an inch taller and two inches wider than every other magazine, making it impossible—simply fucking exhaustingly impossible—to arrange properly on a coffee table. Now, no more. It'll fall in line with the rest of 'em. And it's not the only ancient parchment publication to downsize!
The Guardian shrank in 2005:
The boring old Wall Street Journal shrank back in 2005 too, before, even, Rupert Murdoch swung aboard from his fearsome and mighty pirate vessel.
And the New York Times shrank this summer. (Though, really, things have been shrinking over there for a long while.)
In fact, lots of American papes are adopting the smaller "Berliner" European-style.
Once the tech world starts crumbling too, leaving nothing but angry and empowered robots and a few huddling, gossip-starved masses, look for Gawker to simply be a single string of 1's and 0's—at which, of course, you'll chuckle and say "Oh, ho ho. That Lindsay Lohan v. 7.6! What a card! Do you think she's really an androisexual?"
