I've authored the next scheduled Monday Report for the ULA's www.literaryrevolution.com fan site. It's titled, "An Open Letter to THE NEW YORKER." However, due to an unforeseen glitch with the fan site, the essay may not be up today-- but it certainly will be sometime tomorrow, so please look for it.
Later in the week is the "Trash NEW YORKER Carnival!" on this blog and nowhere else, so please watch for that. As with any carnival, there will be fun and games.
By the way, the Finalists for the Carnival Contest, "Worst NEW YORKER Story Writer of All Time," have been selected-- those "poseurs," er, I mean, "auteurs," who typify the Special Nature of the genre and have consistently met the refined, arbitrary, and obsolete "literary" standards of that esteemed journal for a period of many years. The Finalists:
(NOTE: Physically dead people like John Cheever, as opposed to the merely artistically dead, such as those listed, are not eligible for the Contest.)