This is probably my favourite new yorker cover, and it would be hanging on my wall if I weren’t so squeamish about ripping my magazines.
I totally identify with the “victims of the electronic” age theme going on, though it’s a shame I couldn’t find a better version on the internet (a print will cost you $125, natch).
It’s made all the better once you find out that it’s referencing a classic American propaganda artist, Norman Rockwell.
From the April 30, 2007 issue itself, I recommend the highly depressing The Way We Age article.
