Why I don't believe Ari Fleischer on Helen Thomas.

Why Justice Kennedy was right to censor the student newspaper at an elite Manhattan prep school.

Revisiting Lisa Belkin's famed article, and other news of the week.

Eulogies for Gourmet, Cookie, and Modern Bride.

The kind of elitism I love.

Reflections on the Condé title that gave me my first byline in the '70s.

Farewell to the mag that eschewed the food industry's move toward quick-fire, celebrity driven easy-cooking shows.

Cookie, the ultimate aspirational parenting magazine, was handed its Fleurville diaper bag and shown the door today by Conde Nast (along with Gourmet and a pair of bridal titles).

The average More reader "makes about $93,000, around $30,000 more than the average for Vogue, Allure or Harper’s Bazaar.” But its advertisers: Crystal Light, Pringles, Coffee-Mate, Oscar Mayer. Why?

The Times ombudsmen scolds Cintra Wilson for a column she wrote recently about J.C. Penney waddling into Manhattan in its “big ole shorts and flip-flops.” I love it when the Times pretends to be populist.