The opening was a disaster.
The creators were bitterly feuding.
Half the funding pulled out with much of the rest lost in a poker game.
The New Yorker
Magazines have been folding at an alarming rate.
Support for once-revered titles likeNewsweekorTimeor for corporate parents like Conde Nast teeters ominously.
Even Donald Trump last week asked isTimestill in business?
after Elon Musk hovered on its Trump cover.
The resilience of the magazine mirrors that of a Hollywood studio a periodic blockbuster has fortified support.
So did Ronan Farrows pieces on Harvey Weinstein.
Some of its readers occasionally lobby for increased wit to mollify its edgy political pieces.
The Film Forum in New York is fostering a two-week festival ofNew Yorker-inspired classics ranging fromCitizen KanetoMonkey Business.
Is there hope for rival magazines?
That endorsement likely guarantees him a lifetime of Costco hot dogs, their price famously static at $1.50.
