The Cartoonists’ Club
This New York Times piece on the weekly lunches of New Yorker cartoonists was very evocative and nicely written, but it also personally left me feeling wounded. Reading it was akin to being the party guest who was conspicuously not invited to the party (I had the same irrational reaction while viewing a recent CBS News Sunday Morning report on the same subject). A selfish impression, sure, especially since I have no interest in living in NYC or even being a cartoonist. Ridiculous, eh? Reality check: you will never get anything in The New Yorker, nor will you have fabulous weekly lunches with your colleagues to celebrate your wonderfulness. Get over it, Matt. (special, uh, thanks to Christopher)
January 14th, 2007 at 9:05 pm
Who needs it - especially if it’s not what you want? Better things are in store for you, just you wait and see.
January 15th, 2007 at 6:17 pm
You’re right, Julie. I am somebody - and doggone it, people like me!
January 15th, 2007 at 8:57 pm
Wait a sec— all those cartoons by “Roz Chast”– you mean that ISN’T your pen name?
Dang.
I am SO canceling my subscription!
I would be HONORED to take you and Christopher to lunch.
Just a bit of a tough commute from Boston…
January 16th, 2007 at 3:01 pm
Hey Matt, was that Sunday Morning segment on the same New Yorker lunches? Do you know when it aired?
January 17th, 2007 at 5:36 pm
Bob - I believe that report was from about a year ago. They ran it at least twice. Mostly it was about the process of selecting New Yorker cartoons … very interesting.