As I understand it, "real" journalism is giving awesome rates to your underwhelming "friends" (RE: associates, maybe someone you met once at an event), but underpaying everyone else on your staff, raving on and on about ethics (before catering content to appease dwindling advertisers), and acting as if this whole business is some kind of fraternity that anyone under the age of 30 would JUST NOT GET.
When he said "you won't see him at Michael's shmoozing," Heileman was speaking literally, meaning Howie Kurtz won't see Moss at Michael's or anywhere else because Kurtz rarely pops his head out of his hobbit-hole in Chevy Chase, Maryland.
This is interesting coming from a blog where 26% of readers have an income above $100k. I just learned that yesterday! Anyway, don't be too hard on New York mag readers. I suspect there's more than a little bit of overlap.
@ThelmaGriffin: I couldn't understand the online business plan of publications in general. It's like if Gilette, instead of giving away razors so they could sell blades, gave both away so they could sell neither.
I see Joan Didion has something in New York Review of Books. I go read it online, pay no attention to the ads. So what's the plan?
New York mag and the rich, mammon-sucking squares who read it as a How to Be a New Yorker bible are doomed. A far cry from the mag's heyday, when it ran real writing.
As my grandmother would say, What a bunch of chumps.
"New York's most egregious sin is that it's aimed at such a narrow sliver of the city."
Maybe I'm wrong about this, but in the long-ago past, the genius of New York was that even striving poor people (at least the kind that read New York) would think, I'll do everything right and one day I, too, will eat those $450 meals -- they must be amazing -- they cost $450!
They also occasionally did some decent journalism about the city.
Now it's just a boutique between covers, complete with the dismissive and intimidating sales girls who don't want to buzz you in.
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Am I about right? Close enough?
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(Anyone want to help a sister out?)
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also, the restaurant reviews
also, the real estate porn
also, the scorn heaped on wburg
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I see Joan Didion has something in New York Review of Books. I go read it online, pay no attention to the ads. So what's the plan?
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As my grandmother would say, What a bunch of chumps.
01/14/09
01/14/09
01/14/09
Maybe I'm wrong about this, but in the long-ago past, the genius of New York was that even striving poor people (at least the kind that read New York) would think, I'll do everything right and one day I, too, will eat those $450 meals -- they must be amazing -- they cost $450!
They also occasionally did some decent journalism about the city.
Now it's just a boutique between covers, complete with the dismissive and intimidating sales girls who don't want to buzz you in.
01/14/09
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