Word: yorkers
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...strike many as over-blown, or at least as a case of the pot calling the kettle sterling. But people gossip and debate more today about critics and commentators than about the events they cover. Brendan Gill cashed in on this new phenomenon with "Here at the New Yorker," as did Timothy Crouse with "Boys on the Bus." This summer, the scent of profit in this new field brings us a look at office politics at (it's come to this) The Village Voice...
...reader who took on the sponsor was not exactly run-of-the-mill. He was E. B. White, who was long the master of The New Yorker's Notes and Comment column. At 76, White no longer writes very much, but he can still work up a dander when he spies a fox lurking in the thicket. When he first heard about Xerox's plans to sponsor the Salisbury article, he let fly a letter to the nearby Ellsworth American. "This, it would seem to me, is not only a new idea in publishing," wrote White, "it charts...
Bryan, a tall Yale graduate who looks much younger than his 40 years, was in town last week on a promotional tour. He explained that he began receiving letters as soon as the first part of a serialization of Friendly Fire appeared in The New Yorker. Readers all over the country wrote that they had been moved to tears by Bryan's description of Michael clearing land with a tractor on the Mullen farm in Iowa the day before he left for Vietnam, the fumbling goodbyes in the local airport the next day, and the shock and horror six months...
...hard-core disciples, who go on the streets to sell flowers, candles, peanuts and ginseng tea. Their take is considerable-perhaps $10 million a year, and because his cult is legally a religion, all income is tax free. "They told us that our work bought the Hotel New Yorker," a Moonie street peddler said proudly last week. It is also Moonies who are remodeling the hotel to make it a Unification Church hostel and headquarters...
Three-Day Bat. The humor is more rueful in a short piece called XRay, written for The New Yorker in 1930. By that time Lardner's health was failing. He was drinking heavily, though still writing lightly. At the end the author is being carted to a hospital, his Lardner tone still unmistakable: "In an ambulance they made you ride lying down, whereas you can take your choice in a taxi...