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March 22, 2007

There was a big sex.

The Wisdom of Children: Humor: The New Yorker :: the first section in particular is wonderful.

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holy crap, it's all so true! i actually liked the last two sections as well.

--Send the troops home.
--But, Mr. President...
--Send the troops home!

Posted by: sk8dork at March 22, 2007 12:16 PM

"hey, do you guys know what God looks like?"

yes yes yes :)

Posted by: Alice at March 22, 2007 12:45 PM

—But, Mr. President!
—Stop all American wars!
—(sighs) Very well, sir. I’ll go tell the generals.
—Wow. It’s a good thing those kids decided to go hear music. ♦

I was always curious how they thought the world would change if they go to a concert or walk out of class.

Hell I think I'm going to eat Cheeto's and watch porn to protest this war - That'll show 'em!!!

Posted by: BlakNyte at March 22, 2007 12:45 PM


Posted by: stevegeek at March 22, 2007 1:20 PM

I was afraid from the title that The New Yorker had been forced to merge with Reader's Digest.

The first section really was the best.

Posted by: cafiend at March 22, 2007 1:31 PM

"I had a lot of wine, and now I'm crazy."

good find.

Posted by: wosepedals at March 22, 2007 2:14 PM

That was great.

UNCLE: I’m having sex right now.
DAD: We all are.


Posted by: doriette at March 22, 2007 4:36 PM

*snort* And thanks for updating me on the goings on in the New Yorker, since I don't have time to read it between work and classes.

It's especially funny, given that I couldn't have put that into words at the time (when I was a kid), but it rings true.

Posted by: girlie_sportsracer at March 22, 2007 8:29 PM

that was wonderful, made me think of albee's american dream and feiffer's little murders -

I wonder if this is the same author who wrote ant farm and other desperate situation

Posted by: runaway at March 22, 2007 8:53 PM

I'm not going to lie, I didn't like it.

It was funny for a little while, but got tired and old.
In fact, it actually became annoying. Yeah, Woodstock severed no other purpose than to let hippies get high while rocking out to music (and inadvertently show the record industry that there truly is a market in hippies that can be exploited), I'll let the article get away with that. What gets to me though, is the passing off of college students as "kids listening to the conversation at the grown-up table".

You can't sit by and discredit the next generation, remember that in one or two decades they will be the ones in power.
Frankly, I'd rather the students protest and walk out, despite the futility. At least then, they have some political spirit, and a desire for social and political change.
The older generations have already fucked the younger ones over, they can at least give a LITTLE respect.

Or perhaps I'm reading too much into it.

"I was afraid from the title that The New Yorker had been forced to merge with Reader's Digest."

Posted by: Matt at March 23, 2007 12:18 AM

Why, WHY were the guests always so loud? And why didn't I get to become crazy? Would it have helped me find the loud guest funny, too? And made me stare at him an awful lot? And touch his shirtsleeve?
I don't think Dad liked that guy's shirt.

Posted by: h at March 23, 2007 1:44 AM

:) grin :)

The first section was my favorite, but they were all funny. And i subscribe to the New yorker and half the time it goes unread for weeks. Shame on me.

Posted by: leslie at March 23, 2007 8:41 AM

"I'm going to drink wine and get crazy" heh.

Posted by: Suzanne at March 24, 2007 3:22 PM

This is fucking stupid...are you all idiots? Why would the New Yorker publish this? It's a sad day, it's a very sad day when this can actually take up space in the world.

Posted by: missthepoint at April 3, 2007 5:05 AM

Posted by: Sanny at May 5, 2007 1:19 PM

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