The New Yorker magazine, which has been a target for criticism recently here, has had a tough week. First the magazine apologized for characterizing Senator Ted Cruz as "uppity." Then the Anti-Defamation League issued a press release critical of the magazine for publishing a "tasteless" humor article by Lena Dunham likening her Jewish boyfriend to her dog. I see it all as emblematic of a certain closed-mindedness and emptiness at the heights (or depths) of "progressive" literary intellectual culture.
Tough Week at the New Yorker