The Last Critic
One of the more remarkable features of our current cultural moment is that otherwise mature adults have been spooked by economics the way children are frightened by thunder. Consider the way the Washington Post Co. has handled Newsweek, one of its flagship assets, which is now up for sale.
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So, what about Kevin Sheekey’s meeting with the guy running against his boss, Representative Anthony Weiner?
“Anthony and Kevin put politics aside and focused on the City’s needs in DC,” Weiner’s spokesman John Collins said via email.
The meeting came to light after Sheekey’s schedule was made public earlier this week.
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In our defense, this morning’s piece on David Carr didn’t technically assert that no one had ever written a reported memoir before. Good thing, too, because the late Katharine Graham totally did it more than 15 years ago and won a Pulitzer prize for it! We know this now thanks to Chicago-based author Read More
I turned on Charlie Rose yesterday at lunch and had one of those frozen-to-the-table experiences. He was doing a three-part series on Warren Buffett, which concludes tonight. Rose gets access, and the access has been rewarded with an incredibly intimate portrait, which will be remembered in part for its exploration of Buffett’s menage with Read More
Are Men Necessary? When Sexes Collide, by Maureen Dowd. Putnam, 352 pages, $25.95.
This past week, almost every female journalist alive (all 12 of them), as well as Howard Kurtz, face-masked Maureen Dowd and her new book, Are Men Necessary? When Sexes Collide. There have been profiles, reviews, links, excerpts, items and personal reminiscences of Read More
The death and funeral of Katharine Graham, proprietor of The Washington Post , has been one of those passages that must provoke reflection. As is usual with the passing from the scene of a central and significant figure, the best and worst came out. Indeed, the list of ushers–chosen possibly by Mrs. Graham, possibly by Read More
My wife went to a yoga class in Dutchess County the other day and came back with an idea. The teacher was an actor from L.A. who liked to hold forth on the dangers of coffee to the “internal organs,” and had ambitious schemes about the yoga positions he’d teach the local yokels. My wife Read More