Inside The New Yorker

I'll admit it: I read the New Yorker. I even laugh at the cartoons.

I gave it up for a while, because it was so expensive, but once I realized you could get a subscription on Ebay for like $10, I started taking it again. Actually, I bought it for my girlfriend as a "present." (A bit like that bowling ball Homer bought for Marge... the one with "Homer" written on it). Anyway, point is that while I'm not ready to make my show the broadcast arm of the New Yorker empire (coughFreshAircough), I do read it.

One of our most loyal listeners, Emily Gordon, also reads the New Yorker -- and she loves it so much that she writes a blog about it... even though she works for another magazine.

Anyway, Emily's just launched a new monthly feature on the blog, called "Ask the Librarians." Here's the first one. You, the public, can ask the librarians of The New Yorker anything you want -- and they will answer. For a publication that's been as internet-resistant as The New Yorker, that's big stuff. I learned, for example, that the CARTOONS in the New Yorker are fact-checked. I don't even fact-check my own address, and I get that wrong ALL THE TIME.

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