We haven't received an issue of the New Yorker for over a month. This is bad. (Adrienne is climbing the walls over the sudden absence from her life of "Talk of the Town".)
Now I notice the following two documents, which I have liberally borrowed from Sasha Frere-Jones's tumblr.
I have put two and two together, and reached the following conclusion:
OUR POSTIE IS A SC**NT*L*G*ST!!!
[editor's note: all good conspiracy theorists use lots of exclamation marks]
I would just like to point out that I most certainly did not read the "expose" in question; even if I did read it, I most certainly did not enjoy it; and even if I did enjoy it, I most certainly did not share it with and/or recommend it to anybody.
Can we please have our New Yorkers back now?