New Yorker loses its mojo over the Weeping President

Once there was the apex of urban sophistication — and arrogance — but ever the height of clean copy with a kick.

Now? Sentiment. Sediment after cloudburst. How low the style-setters have fallen.

(Sound of weeping by disappointed reader)

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