I'm the 7 stories per issue that all lead with some variation of, "On a recent Tuesday ..."
Let's be The New Yorker magazine
by Anonymous | reply 53 | May 13, 2024 3:43 PM |
I’m the word élite, spelled with an acute accent, in the magazine’s bespoke “Irvin” typeface.
by Anonymous | reply 1 | March 23, 2024 3:43 AM |
I'm the umlaut (two dots) over one of the Os in "cooperate."
Actually, they're not even umlauts, they're diaereses.
by Anonymous | reply 2 | March 23, 2024 3:52 AM |
I am the excellent crossword puzzle!
by Anonymous | reply 3 | March 23, 2024 3:53 AM |
I'm the one interesting article every three issues. That's not enough to keep on subscribing.
by Anonymous | reply 4 | March 23, 2024 3:55 AM |
I'm a dry, droll cartoon geared toward boomers still working an office job.
by Anonymous | reply 5 | March 23, 2024 3:55 AM |
We're coöperate, de-luxe, and teen-ager.
by Anonymous | reply 6 | March 23, 2024 3:56 AM |
I’m the word preëxisting. Do you appreciate my diaeresis? It’s quirky, yet erudite.
by Anonymous | reply 7 | March 23, 2024 3:58 AM |
I'm Jeffrey Toobin's cum-stained copy.
by Anonymous | reply 8 | March 23, 2024 3:59 AM |
Eponymous. Penultimate. Ouvre.
by Anonymous | reply 9 | March 23, 2024 4:14 AM |
I'm the 59 issues sitting unread on my coffee table.
by Anonymous | reply 11 | March 23, 2024 4:19 AM |
I’m the ghost of Pauline Kael.
by Anonymous | reply 12 | March 23, 2024 4:19 AM |
'm the fact-checker who, in pursuit of exactitude, asks story sources cringey questions such as "Are you completely bald?"
by Anonymous | reply 13 | March 23, 2024 4:22 AM |
I'm all the ancient editors who still pine for the Shawn era and think that this whole technology thing will pass as they angrily edit the humanity and spirit out of every piece that comes their way.
by Anonymous | reply 14 | March 23, 2024 4:26 AM |
I am words.
by Anonymous | reply 15 | March 23, 2024 4:28 AM |
I am the delightful tote bag that came with a new subscription.
by Anonymous | reply 18 | March 23, 2024 4:32 AM |
I am whimsy.
by Anonymous | reply 19 | March 23, 2024 4:32 AM |
I'm the 80s when it was fun to be young and read this on the subway along with Vanity Fair.
by Anonymous | reply 20 | March 23, 2024 4:32 AM |
I'm a 10,000 word feature about a transgender Francophone who makes artisanal cheeses in Baton Rouge.
by Anonymous | reply 21 | March 23, 2024 4:33 AM |
I had older friend years ago tell me that, “The New Yorker magazine is like a cat. You don’t know why you still keep it around but you feel like you should, even though it looks down on you.”
by Anonymous | reply 22 | March 23, 2024 4:34 AM |
I'm the anus that apparently no one at The New Yorker has.
by Anonymous | reply 23 | March 23, 2024 4:37 AM |
I'm the cartoons people like you just aren't smart enough to laugh at
by Anonymous | reply 24 | March 23, 2024 4:51 AM |
I’m Tina Brown telling the art director at the last minute “Well, I just don’t like It“ about the cover art she previously approved that everyone has been working on for weeks.
by Anonymous | reply 25 | March 23, 2024 4:54 AM |
I'm the needlessly wordy and academic (yet entertaining) review of a basic, non-arty film such as Bridesmaids.
by Anonymous | reply 26 | March 23, 2024 5:07 AM |
I’m the computer generated artwork accompanying the fiction. I’m either a glaringly obvious reference or don’t relate to the story at all. Either way, I’m bad.
by Anonymous | reply 27 | March 23, 2024 5:10 AM |
I'm the cheesy attempts at humor that are supposed to attract young people but only attract flies.
by Anonymous | reply 28 | March 23, 2024 5:11 AM |
I'm the 14 subscription cards within every issue.
by Anonymous | reply 29 | March 23, 2024 5:12 AM |
I'm the incredible shrinking page count.
by Anonymous | reply 30 | March 23, 2024 5:48 AM |
I'm the insertion, since George Floyd, in every article about how black (sorry, Black) people were affected: "Of course, Black orchid growers were worst-hit by the increase in mealybug infestations."
by Anonymous | reply 31 | March 23, 2024 6:19 AM |
I’m the caustic but hilarious Anthony Lane movie review.
by Anonymous | reply 32 | March 23, 2024 6:20 AM |
I'm an interesting article. I pop up in the magazine once every seven months.
by Anonymous | reply 33 | March 23, 2024 6:21 AM |
I’m Jeffrey Toobin’s deeply unimpressive erection.
by Anonymous | reply 34 | March 23, 2024 6:21 AM |
I'm the crossword that sucks compared to ones from the NYT and the WSJ, but I include a few references to trendy and artsy things, so I think I'm much better than I am. AMIRIGHTBITCHES
by Anonymous | reply 35 | March 23, 2024 6:43 AM |
I’m another delightful article about our favorite person Paul Rudd written by Paul Rudnick.
I’ll be recycled when David Ian Black writes about Dustin Lance Black.
by Anonymous | reply 36 | March 23, 2024 7:47 AM |
R9 - It is spelled "Oeuvre". Back to People Magazine with you!
by Anonymous | reply 37 | March 23, 2024 8:20 AM |
Those cartoons are the best.
by Anonymous | reply 39 | March 23, 2024 8:30 AM |
I am The New Yorker Font. I pay homage to Rea Irvin, the visionary who lent The New Yorker its unique voice and identity. Echoing Wiescher’s sentiments, Irvin’s craftsmanship is so timeless that reviving it for contemporary times was nothing short of imperative.
You may download me and I will be for you a symbol of sophistication, a unique aesthetic gracing your pages giving them a timeless and sophisticated feel.
by Anonymous | reply 40 | March 23, 2024 8:34 AM |
I am the now sadly slimmed down one-page “Goings On”
by Anonymous | reply 41 | March 23, 2024 8:46 AM |
I'm the pioneering product placement with the magazine prominently displayed in the movie 42nd Street shown as equally sophisticated showgirl Bebe Daniels makes 𝘥𝘰𝘶𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘦𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘦𝘴 about how she got the job
by Anonymous | reply 42 | March 23, 2024 9:36 AM |
I'm Francine du Plessix Gray. No, I'm Joan Acocella. No, I'm Janet Malcolm.
by Anonymous | reply 43 | March 23, 2024 1:19 PM |
Since when does the New Yorker have a crossword puzzle?
by Anonymous | reply 44 | March 23, 2024 1:27 PM |
I'm the shortened articles -- half the length of yesteryear; dumbed down for a poorly educated and attention-flitting cohort of readers unaccustomed to deep-focus thinking.
by Anonymous | reply 45 | March 23, 2024 1:27 PM |
I'm the fumes of past success on which the whole operation is flying.
by Anonymous | reply 46 | March 23, 2024 1:32 PM |
r44, they've had crossword puzzles online for a bit now. They started putting them in the print edition in 2021, I think.
by Anonymous | reply 47 | March 23, 2024 3:52 PM |
MOM AND DAD SAVE THE WORLD (1992)
Starring Teri Garr, Jeffrey Jones, Jon Lovitz, Wallace Shawn, Eric Idle, etc.
by Anonymous | reply 48 | May 13, 2024 4:37 AM |
I just realized I posted this in the wrong thread.
Mea culpa.
by Anonymous | reply 49 | May 13, 2024 7:36 AM |
Well, there was a Shawn connection—we were willing to give you that much….R48
by Anonymous | reply 50 | May 13, 2024 8:53 AM |
I'm the insane approach to punctuation. So many periods.
by Anonymous | reply 51 | May 13, 2024 3:26 PM |
I’m the pithy capsule reviews in About Town. My all-time favorite: “Starlight Express—A bore on roller skates.”
by Anonymous | reply 52 | May 13, 2024 3:32 PM |
I am EVERYTHING that appeals to white people who never cook at home!
by Anonymous | reply 53 | May 13, 2024 3:43 PM |