Sally Singer, the editor of T, the Times style magazine, is to depart the magazine and the company by the end of the week, reports WWD, which has a memo from the paper’s editor Jill Abramson. “Arthur Sulzberger Jr. just stunned the city,” this paper wrote when Ms. Singer was hired in 2010 from Vogue; she’d been Read More
Amid the pile-on of denunciations of Jonah Lehrer, the New Yorker writer whose invention of a Bob Dylan quote was uncovered earlier this week by a contributor to the Tablet, his former editor steps up to defend him.
About six years ago, Tom Florio, then the publisher of Vogue, had an idea. He wanted to expand the fashion bible’s brand into a new platform: online television. The magazine’s discerning editor-in-chief, Anna Wintour, approved and Mr. Florio found blue-chip financial investors who did too. He’d been working on the proposal for nine months when he presented it to Si Newhouse, Chuck Townsend and other top Condé Nast brass.
“I hate it,” Mr. Newhouse said.
Encountering Mr. Newhouse at a dinner party a few days later, Mr. Florio asked the Condé Nast chairman to elaborate on his abrupt dismissal of the idea.
“All that did was make money,” the boss told him. Read More
The Atlantic, your home for ladies complaining about how hard it is being ladies (We kid! Sort of!) had a polarizing essay this week by Anne-Marie Slaughter, entitled “Why Women Still Can’t Have It All.” Only seven months after Kate Bolick taught all us females that we didn’t have to settle for second best in the marriage department, we’re now getting the flip side of the coin: apparently it doesn’t matter how great our significant others are, because if you try to have a career and a kid in this economy, you’ll find yourself miserably torn between the two. And then you’ll chose your kids. Obviously.
Originally, we thought the simple solution would be to wait until your career goals are met until procreating, but as that New York cover story taught us, this is probably an unhealthy excuse for desperate old people. (It also makes for way grosser images than a hot MILF breastfeeding her overgrown son.) Read More
Mediaite has a new editor, but he isn’t the Fox Mole. The Daily wants your votes, but they already have their fathers’ blessings. T-Shirts are the new Tote-Bags, silenced commenters are the new site-running commenters, more fantastic-if-true potentially embarrassing stories about well-regarded Timesmen, “restructurings” as the hot new media euphemism, and something about Zooey Deschanel. These are your Thursday morning media items: Read More
New York Post scribe Jeanne MacIntosh reports today that she—and not her editor, Col Allan—is the paper’s connection with alleged Mommy Madam Anna Gristina. Her story contained a false assertion, namely that we claimed “that the editor in chief of the New York Post, Col Allan, had a close friendship with Gristina and suggested that he had allowed that relationship to interfere with his professional responsibilities as the paper’s top editor.”
Yesterday, in a rally held in Cooper Square, the 33-year-old son of Village Voice co-founder Norman Mailer got up on the podium, reported Capital New York’s Joe Pompeo.
“It’s hard for me to be up on this podium today,” Mr. Mailer, who was there for a protest to shut down BackPages.com, the part of the Village Voice that’s been accused of sex trafficking in underage women, “because I’ve always loved the paper and what it stood for…to see them now, justifying their actions for this profit is heartbreaking.” Read More
Today’s front page of the New York Post is sure to whip the public into a frenzy: showing a photo of three of the six Democratic senators (Kevin Parker, Bill Perkins, and Eric Adams) who chose to wear hoodies in Albany yesterday in solidarity of the family of Trayvon Martin, the 17-year-old who was shot in Florida for wearing suspicious clothing.
Of course, the Post chose to leave out two other senators who wore hoodies that day, because they were Caucasian. Because the argument that the lawmakers were using Mr. Martin’s death to push their own agenda that racial profile should be outlawed (yeah, what a terrible idea) wouldn’t have that extra oomph in the headline. Read More
The Observer was sitting at Hooters, in one of the establishment’s “finest booths” (our request), daintily sipping a Banana-Rama piña colata, and watching Vice‘s notorious co-founder Gavin McInnes imploding. “Why would I have gone all the way upstate to eat piss-covered cornflakes??” he screamed into our cell phone, drawing stares from the lunch crowd of really sad-looking single men. Beneath his dirty blonde beard, Mr. McInnes was turning beet red. “Why wouldn’t I have ate the piss cornflakes in my house? Or in the office???”
We couldn’t hear what the person on the other end of the line is saying, but whatever it was, the author of the new memoir of How to Piss in Public (Scribner, March 20) started to foam at the mouth in response. “I just told you why I pissed in the cornflakes! It was for the DVD! It matched with the card up your ass trick in the movie!”
Another pause, and Mr. McInnes (pronounced, for the last time, like McGuinness but with no “G,”) started to stress points at an incoherent, rambling speed.
“I don’t lie, dude! You got duped by your own prank!” he yelled at one point.
“I had already done it two weeks before the Gawker thing!” he said at another. Before hanging up, he has been reduced to schoolyard insults:
“Whatever, you’re stupid, bye.”
He looked at us. “I’m not going to give you a check for $1,000.”
Before his semi-meltdown, the inflammatory jokester who once referred to Jesus as a gay Jew on Bill Maher’s show, had told me two things: He couldn’t remember anytime someone had “got him” with a good prank, and that as he’s grown older and raised a family, he’s really mellowed out.
We were happy to prove him wrong on both points. Read More
Interesting: Most soon-to-be parents squabble for months over baby names. But if you work at Tina Brown‘s Newsweek, one of the nice perks is that you can just put the question to your magazine’s 1,500,000+ Twitter and Tumblr followers and let them decide for you! At least, that’s what Deputy Editor Paula Szuchman was forced by Tina Brown to do in an attempt to boost the company’s image as a warm, friendly work environment chose to do. Read More