Most Sunday magazines, with the New York Times as an exception, are kind of sleepy, weekend service vehicles to move living room products.
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Some Sundays, I read it quickly - other Sundays, I savor it. I generally spend most of my time in 'The New York Times Book Review,' 'Sunday Business,' 'Sunday Review,' and 'The New York Times Magazine.' I turn all the other pages, only stopping when I find a headline that interests me.
In New York it seems like there's no Monday or Saturday or Sunday. The town is always moving. The vibe is great.
Most magazines have peak moments. They live on, they do just okay, or they die. 'The New Yorker' has had a very different kind of existence.
I'll watch CNN in the mornings to catch up on what's going on. On the weekends, I get the Sunday edition of 'The New York Times.'
More and more people work on Sundays as a consequence of the competitiveness imposed by a consumer society.
The only magazines I read are car magazines.
'The Week' is my favourite magazine. Everyone from presidents to CEOs of companies love it, politicians, people in the massive charity business in America, in the arts and even more especially in the media.
My weekends start at about 4 P.M. on Friday afternoon, when I let go of work and leave my colleagues to crawl through the rest of the day in our New York offices.
'The New York Times' list is a bunch of crap. They ought to call it the editor's choice. It sure isn't based on sales.
There are a lot more TV sets in use on Monday night than on Sunday afternoon.
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