It's getting so that I get all my news from Maxim and Radar these days.
At least Radar has Ana Marie Cox.
The Altantic isn't even the most awesome ocean any more. Everyone knows the Pacific is where it's at.
Exactly Thers, Tom Petty didn't need no iPhone.
You don't have to blog like a refugee.
I think that quality, integrity, artistic merit, and intellectualism have been replaced by vapid sensationalism and nepotism. Calling it "The Atlantic Monthly" is like playing Britany Spears on a "classical music" station.
Wow, what to say to that. Hacktastic barely covers it. I gather from the comments there that it is supposed to funny or in some way insightful. It's like reading the blog of a bright but clueless high school girl who has no social skills, someone who sorta gets the concepts but can't see them in real life.
Not that I am urging re-education (if she learned anything, it would be the first time) but some time in an actual refugee camp or within a time zone of a real humanitarian crisis might be enlightening.
"I imagine this is what it feels like to be a refugee. You sleep outside, and then smiling people in uniform hand you supplies whether you ask for them or not." Hey...take your MREs and get LOST, you blue helmeted do-gooder freaks! I'm holding Megan's place in line while she forages for roots and berries.
It's rather fitting that McArdle is one of Putz' favorite bloggers. Banality, meet banality.
Wasn't "Coal Miner's Daughter" about Coretta Lynn?
I recently read a wonderful book, Hawthorne in Concord, a biography, as it sounds, of Nathaniel Hawthorne's years in Concord, MA. It offered a wonderful lens into Hawthorne's life as a writer, and how it was nurtured by people like Ticknor and Fields, the founders of the Atlantic Monthly. Many of Hawthorne's Twice Told Tales appeared in the Atlantic, alongside things written by Emerson, Thoreau, the Alcotts, and on and on.
You can trace the arc of American intellectual history through magazines. Edgar Allan Poe and The Knickerbocker. The transcendentalists and The Dial. Clay Felker, as you recently noted, played his honorable part.
Which brings us to 2008, and the astonishingly stupid Megan McArdle, all 87 points of her IQ, and her freaking iPhone. The "economist blogger" whose credentials begin and end with a freaking MBA. When the rube-o-sphere wants authority on the economy, they produce this complete ditz. When they want authority on history, they produce Jonah Goldberg, who thinks the founding fathers wrote the 13th amendment and who thinks Dr. King's widow is Loretta.
And they wonder why we laugh at them?
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