NEW YORKER STAFFERS QUITE FAMILIAR WITH EXCLUSIVE NEIGHBORHOOD OF MARK SANFORD’S MISTRESS: Sparkin’ Sanford’s Buenos Aires’ pied-à-terre is in a rather lovely area where the better people congregate. “The well-kept doorman buildings feature underground parking garages and balconies. It’s winter now in Argentina, but in summer you can smell the animals in the zoo across the street from my grandfather’s balcony—and from Maria’s place as well, no doubt. Guido’s bar and restaurant at 2843 is probably the street’s most iconic feature, a quirky Italian place with no actual menu, where you are at the mercy of your waiter. The surrounding neighborhood, Palermo, is a fashionable residential neighborhood featuring a large namesake park, a major shopping district, bars and restaurants. We’ve yet to find out much about Sanford’s mistress, but the charms of her neighborhood are obvious.” [New Yorker]

Closing Friday, April 17: We all know how your Wonkette feels about a certain New Yorker luminary, but one bad apple shouldn’t spoil the whole bunch. The Austrian Embassy is, for just a few more days, showing paintings and self-portraits by famous New Yorker cartoonist Peter Steiner. Free. [Embassy of Austria MORE »

Ancient New Yorker reporter Seymour Hersh is so insanely well-sourced in the realms of defense, state, and intelligence that it’s hard to tell how accurate his terrifying tales about Dick Cheney are, because no other journalist is capable of seconding him. But they sure make for great blog posts! Just find the key paragraph, blockquote it, add Star Wars photo and BLAM, everyone’s scared shitless of Dick Cheney all over again. He’s like the Final Boss on 24 — the one who shows up in the 18th hour or so and is revealed to be the true corporate puppetmaster behind previous fake Final Bosses, who were in fact just diversions, and expendable. Huh? Oh yes, Seymour Hersh says Dick Cheney is spying on Obama. MORE »

Let’s turn an eye toward the New Yorker, a popular New York-based magazine that sometimes has a passable amount to do with DC and politics, making it a-okay for this, “the DC gossip.” Plus, as you may have heard, certain New Yorker staff writers have been turning a bemonocoled eye towards your Wonkette, and you know, an eye for an eye, etc. So, let’s go through all the relevant stuff in here, yes? MORE »

We truly do not want to prattle on about this nonsense much longer, but it’s fair to post our biased, liberal accounts of David Denby’s appearance on an NPR affiliate today, during which a HEROIC Wonkette reader made it through screeners (natch) to pose a question directly to this film demon re: his horrible errors against American Journalism. Much squirming, as well as new factual errors, ensued. MORE »

What were you doing in 1996? Grunge or something? Barack & Michelle Obama were being famous, as always, and as proven in this latest glamor shot from the past, because all the photographers always want to take $exy pix of the Obamas. Read the exciting New Yorker bit about this mysterious “black and white” photo and find out how this quote from Barack ends: “And there are times when we are lying in bed and I look over and sort of have ….” [New Yorker]

Keeping accord with weekly tradition, Wonkette channeled its insomnia at 4:30 a.m. this Monday morning to a week-old version of the New Yorker magazine, online, so as to scan for a “politics article.” There was a Ben Bernanke profile, which is EXACTLY what we asked our parents to get us for Christmas, at Best Buy. Jesus Christ, it is a long one though. Shorter than, say, Billy Budd, but easily twice as long as Bartleby. Anyway, Bernanke’s friends suck: “Bernanke was frustrated by the attacks on his policies, especially when they came from academics whose work he respected. If he moved slowly, people on Wall Street accused him of timidity. If he brought rates down sharply, academic economists accused him of going soft on inflation.” Aww shucks. [New Yorker]

We’re calling it: the election is about to turn “red” again! Even though McCain has randomly surrendered Michigan and now needs to win Pennsylvania to have like a 15% shot at this thing… well this election will not be decided by “math numbers,” it will be decided by the American people! And the American people hate nothing more than the gay French arugula-blowing big government white wine-eating literate elite non-cling snob black coastie welfare magazine, The New Yorker, which has just endorsed Barack Obama. And just to rub it in, the editors have made the endorsement have a whole lotsa WORDS in it. GRRR me wants to start a farmer’s rebellion you in? [New Yorker]

Ha ha, here is the latest New Yorker cover, which proves Sarah Palin is an idiot. Tina Fey should get royalties. Speaking of New Yorkers, did you people know you can get your picture taken with Palin and some fake dead thing? [New Yorker]

Here is the new New Yorker cover of Entertainment Weekly featuring your two pretend satire boyfriends, Colbert and Stewart. Is this one of their many jokes, this offensive SMUT? DON’T THEY KNOW THAT THE STUPIDS WON’T UNDERSTAND THE JOKE? Blah blah blah. [Entertainment Weekly]

Oh why looky here! Wonkette’s own Josh “Comics Curmudgeon” Fruhlinger is getting more famous by the day, and today’s proof is an exclusive Q&A in the elitist New Yorker’s decadent Cartoon Lounge, which is a blog for furries and cartoon fetishists. Let’s see what he has to say about Alex Trebek, cartoon gays, and Mary Worth’s last days. MORE »