Economist

Have I mentioned how much I love the Economist? I’ve taken media refuge in that thin little glossy over the past few years. As a gesture of mercy Mrs. Ares renews my subscription every year. In a world of media retardation and feeble intellects the Economist refuses to go low-brow. Case in point: Not once, ever, has the name Anna Nicole Smith appeared in their pages. When politics does feature in their forum its thought out, rational analysis. Not the tabloid, Wolf I-haven’t-come-up-for-air-since-the-Gulf-War Blitzer drive-by punditry. As their contents page states: Its “goal is to take part in a severe contest between intelligence, which presses forward, and an unworthy, timid ignorance obstructing our progress.” Another excellent aspect of the publication is their annual Big Mac Index, which uses the price of a Big Mac in different areas of the world to measure purchasing power parity. The really sad part, though, is that US circulation of the Economist is just over half a million. Circulation for People is 3.7 million.

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