A rightwinger explains why he’s quitting his subscription. It’s a fun read.
The New York Times used to be called the Gray Lady of American newspapers. The sobriquet implied a certain stateliness, a sense of responsibility, the possession of high virtue. But the Gray Lady is far from the grande dame she once was. For years now she has been going heavy on the rouge, lipstick, and eyeliner, using a push-up bra, and gadding about in stiletto heels. She’s become a bit—perhaps more than a bit—of a slut, whoring after youth through pretending to be with-it. I’ve had it with the old broad; after nearly 50 years together, I’ve determined to cut her loose.
History may not repeat itself, but the news does, relentlessly. Since the New York Times began to run more and more feature stories, often on its front page, lots of what appears in its pages hasn’t been news, not even close. “Chief Justice Warren Sees No Trend in Burger Court,” with its stunning irrelevance, is an old Times headline atop the kind of story I have in mind and see more and more of.