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How Condé Nast Put the Squeeze on New Yorker Cartoonists

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When Bob Mankoff retired from the New Yorker after twenty years as the Cartoon Editor, he left behind one of most successful new media models of the era: The Cartoon Bank. It was a database he founded in 1992 and ran from an apartment in Yonkers, and it helped cartoonists license their work for thousands of dollars a month. But when Condé Nast bough the Bank from Mankoff in 1997, the money began to dry up and the model began to fail.

Source: Paste Magazine
Published: Sep 6, 2017
Length: 11 minutes (2,800 words)

The New Yorker Releases a Powerful New Cover

The illustration is called “Liberty’s Flameout,” and it’s by John W. Tomac. “It was the symbol of American values,” Tomac says. “Now it seems that we are turning off the light.”

New Yorker Cover: ‘Solidarité’

Illustration by Ana Juan.

Following the massacre in Paris, The New Yorker released next week’s cover image early this week. “Solidarité” is by Ana Juan, who has contributed more than 20 covers to The New Yorker since 1995.

The New Yorker’s Ferguson Cover

Above is the cover of next week’s New Yorker, by Eric Drooker. In an interview about the work, Drooker says: “The police shooting of Michael Brown resonates on a personal level with me. An artist friend of mine was killed by a cop in lower Manhattan, back in 1991. He happened to be black, and the police officer was never indicted.”

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John McPhee on One Word You Couldn't Publish in The New Yorker

Fuck, fucker, fuckest; fuckest, fucker, fuck. In all my days, I had found that four-letter word—with its silent “c” and its quartzite “k”—more shocking than a thunderclap. My parents thought it was a rhetorical crime. Mr. Shawn actually seemed philosophical about its presence in the language, but not in his periodical. My young daughters, evidently, were in no sense as burdened as he was. Or as I was. Or as their grandparents were. In the car in their middle-school years, they batted that word between the back and front seats as if they were playing Ping-Pong. Driving, and hearing those words reach a critical mass, I once spontaneously bellowed (in an even-tempered, paternal way), “Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck—I can say it, too!”

Well, maybe in a car, but not in The New Yorker, not in 1975, and I didn’t need to be told. I had been writing for the magazine for a dozen years. There were no alternatives like “f—” or “f**k” or “[expletive deleted],” which sounds like so much gravel going down a chute. If the magazine had employed such devices, which it didn’t, I would have shunned them. “F-word” was not an expression in use then and the country would be better off if it had not become one.

-John McPhee, in The New Yorker (now free for everyone), on the history of certain words in the magazine.

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Photo: Princeton University

A Filthy History: When New Yorkers Lived Knee-Deep in Trash

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An interview with Robin Nagle, the New York City Department of Sanitation’s Anthropologist in Residence who has spent most of her life studying trash:

“In its early days, the department didn’t really function at all. There are some photographs taken for Harper’s Weekly, before and after photos of street corners in New York in 1893 and then in 1895. And the before pictures are pretty astonishing, people were literally shin-high or knee-high in this muck that was a combination of street gunk, horse urine and manure, dead animals, food waste, and furniture crap.

“Put yourself back in the late 19th century and think about the material world that would have surrounded you in your home. When you threw something out, it wouldn’t go anywhere. It would be thrown in the street.”

Published: Jun 24, 2013
Length: 19 minutes (4,768 words)

Longreads Best of 2012: Elliott Holt's Favorite New Yorker Fiction

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Elliott Holt‘s first novel, You Are One of Them, will be published by The Penguin Press in June 2013

One of my two favorite short stories published in 2012 is “Member/Guest” by David Gilbert, which appeared in The New Yorker the week of November 12, but since that story is not available online without a subscription, I present five other amazing stories published by The New Yorker this year. I’ve been a subscriber to the magazine for as long as I can remember, but I’m glad to see more of the fiction available online for free. Some of those free stories are by masters of the form—including George Saunders, Antonya Nelson, and Alice Munro*, who wrote my other favorite story of the year, “Amundsen.” When I open The New Yorker to find a new Munro story, my heart skips a beat. It’s like having an old friend show up for an unexpected visit.

1. “Amundsen,” by Alice Munro in The New Yorker

2. “The Semplica-Girl Diaries,” by George Saunders

3. “Literally,” by Antonya Nelson

4. “The Proxy Marriage,” by Maile Meloy

5. “Fischer vs. Spassky,” by Lara Vapnyar

*no one who knows me should be surprised to see an Alice Munro story among my picks

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Photo credit: Rebecca Zeller

Longreads Best of 2012: Elliott Holt’s Favorite New Yorker Fiction

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Elliott Holt‘s first novel, You Are One of Them, will be published by The Penguin Press in June 2013.

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Source: Longreads
Published: Dec 20, 2012