The New Yorker’s Days as Something to Look Up to Are Over
P. GREANVILLE—By running imperial shill Joshua Yaffa’s insidious screed, Russia’s “Madman” Routine in Syria May Have Averted Direct Confrontation with the U.S., For Now, and similar pieces, at a moment when humanity stands on the edge of the abyss of nuclear war, or at least an unthinkably devastating Word War 3, not to mention endorse the further sociopathic mutilation of a nation brutally attacked and already devastated by a conglomeration of powerful bullies, the New Yorker editors relinquished their enviable place in journalism’s high brow precincts and toppled their own publication off of the pedestal it sat, virtually unchallenged, for many years.
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