The majority of people that read the New Yorker can, in fact, read. Most people that read the New Yorker are progressive people, people who understand that this world can’t continue to be the same. Hell, the New Yorker is named after New York City, the greatest city in the world, filled with people who, I hope, understand that our government needs an overhaul. So why do we have this cover? I’ve heard rumors that this is a satire, that the New Yorker is criticizing people who actually think Obama is a militant fiend bent on world destruction. So, instead of having a cover that might help this new movement, the movement of putting into office a man that isn’t a complete moron, we have this cover. A cover that reaffirms fears and mocks a man and a group of people that want to make our country at least a little better. This magazine is suppose to be the end all for writers. If you make it into the New Yorker, you’ve won basically. I don’t read the New Yorker much. I won’t be reading it at all anymore.