In your sumptuous Tuesday media feast: Celebrity mags flounder, interns replace reporters, Ron Burkle's steaming mad, the New Yorker has jokes, and more!

Second-string New Yorker movie critic David Denby hates 'snark.' He wrote a whole book of fiction about it! What would the man think if he knew that snark—yes, snark—is creeping into his own publication's content?

From time to time the news cycle offers up an event of such import and complexity that it can only be comprehended through the medium of musical theater. This week resident composer Ben Greenman looks at the past and future of Brooke Astor, long the queen of New York society.

From time to time the news cycle offers up an event of such import and complexity that it can only be comprehended through the medium of musical theater. This week resident composer Ben Greenman says that this musical about Al Gore winning the Nobel Peace Prize was the last one his writers got in before the strike, even though that it has been about eight million years since that happened, but whatever!

From time to time the news cycle offers up an event of such import and complexity that it can only be comprehended through the medium of musical theater. This week resident composer Ben Greenman takes a closer look at the event that keeps us awake at night with anticipation: The impending death of now-childless young Britney Spears.

From time to time the news cycle offers up an event of such import and complexity that it can only be comprehended through the medium of musical theater. This week resident composer Ben Greenman examines the recent antics of O.J. Simpson and provides a possible motive.

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Yesterday we were faxed a letter written by New Yorker writer (and sometime Gawker contributor) Ben Greenman. It's addressed to actor and "Knocked Up" schlub Seth Rogen. Turns out that Rogen's next film, coming out in August, is called "Superbad." That turns out to be the title of Greenman's 2001 McSweeney's book. We're torn—we respect that Greenman didn't go straight to the lawyers over his (uh, dubious) claim, but we also think the letters are a big pot of crazy. Judge for yourself!

From time to time the news cycle offers up an event of such import and complexity that it can only be comprehended through the medium of musical theater. Ben Greenman, the Rodgers & Hammerstein of the age (or, at least the Hammerstein), will lead you down the Great White Way to understanding. Shhh, the curtain's starting to rise!

The gory details of the book nerd fight reported by Page Six are posted at the Underground Literary Alliance's website. As we learn from the wonderful and frighteningly accurate Hipster Handbook (recommended reading for anyone within a 30-square-mile radius of Williamsburg or the LES), these people are "Polits"a combination of political activists and would-be literary types. (Question: "Are you a hipster?" Answer: "Shut up, fascist!") One of the Polits, Tom Beller, also known as "Parker Posey's boyfriend," picked a fight with a 5'2" camerawoman who was defended by Chris Zappone and Michael Jackman, who had just been asked to leave after ridiculing New Yorker/McSweeney's writer Ben Greenman's story about a tree, which was apparently not "transgressive" enough for their tastes. Read the [unintentionally?] hysterical account at the ULA's website.
The incident at housing works [ULA website]