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Every Good Journalist Is Aware That His Trade May One Day Go The Way Of Phrenology-and, What's More, The Population Will Hardly Protest The Extinction.

The Only Reason The Word "brand" Gets A Little Tiresome Is That Something That Is Complex And Wonderful And Deep Begins To Sound Like A Can Of Tomato Soup. I Recoil At That, But I'm Used To It. I Know What It Means: It Means That The New Yorker Is Not Merely The Magazine That Comes Out In Print Once A Week. It's The Web Site, It's The Festival, It's Our Mobile Application - All These Things - And What They Stand For And What They Mean.

I Think The Electoral College Is An Absurd 18th-century Construct. But That Is The Law.

The Democratic Vote Consists Of Minorities And Educated Whites.

A.j. Liebling, One Of My Heroes, Used To Say That He Could Write Better Than Anyone Who Wrote Faster, And Faster Than Anyone Who Could Write Better. I'm One Nine-hundredth As Good As Liebling, But That Principle May Slightly Apply.