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...February, Hyperion plans to publish a book that will make women wince: "Cad: Confessions of a Toxic Bachelor" by Rick Marin, a former senior writer at Newsweek and former reporter for the New York Times Sunday Styles section. According to his publisher, "After a doomed marriage dissolves into divorce, journalist Rick Marin goes from devoted husband to serial dater, and embarks on a sort of rampage, dating and sleeping his way through the ranks of New York's women. Marin's behavior becomes increasingly ungentlemanlike - in fact, he becomes something of a cad. In this finely written, wildly entertaining...
...defense (who is the new leader of the labor party), the minister of finance and the president of Israel are all “brown.” One might have an idea of the physical likeness between Arabs and Israelis by examining this week’s Newsweek cover on which an 18-year-old female Palestinian suicide bomber and her 17-year-old female Israeli victim could pass for twins...
...sickness, she always flies with a host of mags to keep her occupied. The newest issue of Glamour, of course; Cosmo; Seventeen if she’s feeling giddy; Vogue, if she want to look like a heavyweigt; People or US for a little scandal; and a copy of Newsweek if it dawns on her that she’s been cocooned in the anti-real world, Camp Harvard, for too long...
...serious story featured in a magazine with other serious stories. I find myself grimacing at the just-for-shock-value pictures and poo-pooing the sensationalist headlines, while neglecting to read, or even skim, what might be an interesting article. The magazine is called Glamour and not Newsweek for a reason...
First, Larry, let’s talk about the image problem. The way I see it, your run-ins with all these high-falutin’ faculty have put you in the New York Times, Time and Newsweek, a.k.a., the “CBS crowd.” Had you purchased the Red Sox, imagine what type of p.r. you’d have then! The cover of Sports Illustrated! ESPN.com! Even Maxim would have written about you—minus the nine-page photo spread...