The New Yorker - One Year Subscription

The writing, content, and cartoons have all gone downhill over the last decade. The New Yorker of 1999-2003 was essential reading -- engaging, thought-provoking, clever, wry. Today's New Yorker is tired. The cartoons, once clever and relevant, are now either obtuse or worn out (how many more "stressed out" montages by Roz Chast must I flip past?). For my money, I get broader and deeper political coverage in The Economist, more innovative writing and photos in The Paris Review, and sharper liberal politics/commentary in Harper's. If it weren't for the occasional serious news story (most often written by Seymour Hersh), I'd scrap my subscription.

Painfully biased. Its content is so far slanted left that it nearly falls off the magazine rack. I had subscribed for the short stories but I found purchasing a book of short stories from Barnes & Noble is much more satisfying and less annoying.