Word: yorkerism
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...Characters rarely worry any more about finding God or their next meal. They are likely instead to be well educated, sensitive to a fault, politically liberal, and affluent enough to feel pleasurable guilt in their possessions. They tend, in short, to resemble the stereotypical reader of The New Yorker, which is where the luckiest of these fictional people are chosen to appear. The rejected ones must troop off to the quarterlies and go through their paces (at greatly reduced rates) for smaller audiences composed of people with whom they can feel equally at home. These days a good many characters...
...threatening to, or they are attending under court order. By and large, they do not believe they have done anything wrong, sometimes insisting that they are not batterers at all. Those who own up to being violent frequently believe their wives are at fault. Nick, 33, an unemployed New Yorker who chose a six-week counseling program over 90 days in jail, is franker than most. "Most of the time I thought I was right. It [the violence] was called for." If they stay in a treatment program, and very few do without a court order, some men reach...
...evident just from the look on his face," observes The New Yorker in a recent reflection on the Lincoln Memorial, "[Lincoln] would have liked to live out a long life surrounded by old friends and good food." Good food? New Yorker readers have an interest in successful soufflés, but it is hard to recall the most melancholy and spiritual of Presidents giving them much thought. New Yorker editors no doubt dream of living out their days grazing in gourmet pastures. But did Lincoln really long to retire to a table...
...Family; of cancer; in Beverly Hills. A promising starlet whose supporting performance as a love-starved beatnik in The Bachelor Party (1957) was nominated for an Oscar, Jones left the movies in 1964 to star for two years in the TV sitcom based on Charles Addams' offbeat New Yorker cartoons...
...FAINT UNEASINESS hangs over all Frederick Barthelme's short stories, a subtle, inescapable sense of skewed perspective Even reading snippets of his work at several-month intervals--the way most of it appeared in The New Yorker and Esquire--one detects the same imbalance over and over, a sort of ripple in the meticulous mirror-glass which the author holds up to picayune suburbia. Not that the impression dominates. Caught up in the smooth flow of Barthelme's prose, this reader has often dismissed it as a paranoid mirage. But now 17 of Barthelme's stories have been gathered into...