Vanity Fair was a magazine of no opinion, but I had opinions. So I was fired.”
— the inimitable Dorothy Parker
(Source: The Atlantic)
The end of my childhood is in sight.
A thing of beauty that you just have to read for yourself. Includes the information that:
By the end of 1998, young Jonah Goldberg had an enviable contributing editor gig at the National Review, the most prominent conservative magazine in the country. Before Lewinsky, Jonah Goldberg had been writing and producing public television documentaries on gargoyles.
She clicked on this link and disappeared for the next 100 days. At least.
That is what death means. We exist in the minds of other people, in thousands of memory clusters, and one by one those clusters fade and disappear. Some years from now, at a funeral with a slide show, only one person will be able to say who we were. Then no one will know.”
— What do you call that feeling when you’re uplifted by the prose you read yet completely depressed by the content? Oh yeah, it’s called “reading Roger Ebert”. Nobody paints better emotional landscapes today.