There are two kinds of people in this world...
You know the old saw, that there are two kinds of people in this world, those who feel the need to divide everyone up into two kinds of people, and everyone else?
Realistically speaking, it's not a proper division whenever it is made (even gender is not strictly binary), but certain things do seem to fall to either one side of an issue or another. I've met people who loved Tolstoy and people who loved Dostoyevsky, but rarely someone who was truly passionate about both. And there are people who take The New Yorker and people who take Harper's, but rarely do you see both subscriptions in the same home.
Of course, I've always been a bit of a fence-sitter. And so, despite the fact that both my parents and I have been loyal New Yorker subscribers for years, there are things that I long for that only Harper's can provide. Luckily, one can subscribe to the Weekly Review via email and have it sent to you each Tuesday. The best of both worlds!
The Weekly Review is Harpers' wonderful round-up of the week's news, where the deadly serious is juxtaposed with the utterly ridiculous to expose the inherent ludicrousness of pretty much everything. It makes me laugh, it occasionally makes me cry, and it's an absolute must-read for anyone who can't keep up with more than one newspaper and NPR.
However, this week they missed my favorite story, about how the White House granted press credentials to a far-right conservative shill who was moonlighting as a gay male prostitute. Gannongate, man. I mean sure, Lewinsky was tawdry, but this is so very, very much worse. is doing great summaries of the ongoing scandal and the coverage in the politiblog world.
In other news, it is pouring rain and Himself is sick and I have to go to an "Appropriate Administrators" training tomorrow. Howya like them apples? Man, if these people think a four-hour training is going to make me in any way shape or form appropriate, they don't have a good picture of who they're dealing with, now do they?
Realistically speaking, it's not a proper division whenever it is made (even gender is not strictly binary), but certain things do seem to fall to either one side of an issue or another. I've met people who loved Tolstoy and people who loved Dostoyevsky, but rarely someone who was truly passionate about both. And there are people who take The New Yorker and people who take Harper's, but rarely do you see both subscriptions in the same home.
Of course, I've always been a bit of a fence-sitter. And so, despite the fact that both my parents and I have been loyal New Yorker subscribers for years, there are things that I long for that only Harper's can provide. Luckily, one can subscribe to the Weekly Review via email and have it sent to you each Tuesday. The best of both worlds!
The Weekly Review is Harpers' wonderful round-up of the week's news, where the deadly serious is juxtaposed with the utterly ridiculous to expose the inherent ludicrousness of pretty much everything. It makes me laugh, it occasionally makes me cry, and it's an absolute must-read for anyone who can't keep up with more than one newspaper and NPR.
However, this week they missed my favorite story, about how the White House granted press credentials to a far-right conservative shill who was moonlighting as a gay male prostitute. Gannongate, man. I mean sure, Lewinsky was tawdry, but this is so very, very much worse.
In other news, it is pouring rain and Himself is sick and I have to go to an "Appropriate Administrators" training tomorrow. Howya like them apples? Man, if these people think a four-hour training is going to make me in any way shape or form appropriate, they don't have a good picture of who they're dealing with, now do they?
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