I must admit, I’ve never read one single page of The New Yorker..

Founded in 1925, The New Yorker hardly changed for its first 60 years, both in its dry, type-heavy design and in its reputation as a writer’s and reader’s haven. In 1987 it was on only its second editor when management decided to shake things up. A rocky decade ensued, but The New Yorker is now back at the top of its game under David Remnick’s editorship. Each issue offers commentaries and reporting on politics, culture, and events, with a focus that’s both national and international; humor and cartoons; fiction and poetry; and reviews of books, movies, theater, music, art, and fashion. Several times a year special issues focus on a theme–music, fashion, business. The writing is mostly first-rate, frequently coming from top literary and journalistic talents. The New Yorker’s weekly issues can seem overwhelming–so much good stuff to read, piling up so fast!–but it’s as easy to dip in for a small snack as it is to wade in for a substantial meal. –Nicholas H. Allison –This text refers to an out of print or unavailable edition of this title.