It's all at Rosenthal's restaurant: How dumb is the modern New York Times?
In its political coverage, the famous upper-class Gotham rag is spectacularly dumb. Just consider three major offerings in today's editions, all in the "National" section.
Atop the paper's hard-copy front page, Amy Chozick writes a Tolstoy-length summary of the latest leak from Moscow. Chozick's basic report runs an interminable 1922 words. It's accompanied by hundreds of words of additional text, aimed at subscribers who are especially sleep-resistant.
The mind-numbing dullness of this piece could only have come from Chozick. As noted, it starts atop the paper's front page. Inside the paper, it consumes the whole of page A12, what with its accompanying photos and pointless additional text.
Readers, let's be fair! Chozick's piece is a cancer cure compared to what's found on page A18. The entirety of that page is consumed by two reports. The first examines the body language displayed at Sunday evening's debate. The second is the usual high-flown piddle about Candidate Clinton's clothes.
The report about the body language is written at second-grade level. Alan Rappeport, who's widely believed to be human, starts his report like this:
RAPPEPORT (10/11/16): From the opening handshake that did not happen to the stone-faced stares and surly scowls, it was evident from watching Donald J. Trump and Hillary Clinton share a debate stage on Sunday night that their political differences have become personal and that the mutual distaste that they feel is very real.Forget about the candidates' "words!" Let's round up a passel of "experts" and scan their actual language!
With the candidates unshackled from lecterns by the town hall format, the window into their feelings opened a bit wider. As much as their words, it was the physical movements of the candidates that captivated viewers and body language experts.
This sort of feature is so dumb it's long since been abandoned on cable. First Chris Matthews, then Bill O'Reilly, decided to let their "body language experts" go. Stupidity abhorring a vacuum, the New York Times may have its eye on this prize.
How expert are these particular experts? Only a man with a string of Ph.D.s could have come up with this:
RAPPEPORT: According to Bart Rossi, a political psychologist and body language expert, Mr. Trump’s facial expressions were more revealing. The disdain that he feels for his opponent could not have been clearer.No one else would have caught that! Meanwhile, don't miss Ruth Sherman's ruminations on "the forces of 'proxemics.'" Saddest of all was this:
“He had almost a frightful face at times,” Mr. Rossi said, pointing out how Mr. Trump’s brow remained furrowed as he squinted for much of the debate. “He was agitated and angry."
RAPPEPORT: Ms. Sherman said that some of Mrs. Clinton’s subpar reviews could be the result of how she carried herself on the stage, clenching her thumb against her forefinger while speaking and looking down more than usual.Of course! The Clinton-loathing will never cease, not as long as Clinton insists on clenching her thumb while speaking!
“It’s something people do when they’re thinking, but I think it conveyed a bit of defensiveness,” Ms. Sherman said.
Alan Rappeport's pre-IQ piece burns up more than half the page. It's swollen out by four big photos, which seem to show Candidate Trump standing where he was supposed to be, right next to his chair, despite the mandated cries which came from some of the experts.
The rest of the page was burned by Vanessa Friedman's hopeless posturing about Candidate Clinton's clothes. Is Rush Limbaugh on loan from God? Friedman was on loan from Fashion. As always, she was an upper-class poser. She started out like this:
FRIEDMAN (10/11/16): Has Hillary Clinton found her dresser in chief? It would appear that way.Forget about the candidates' words! Let's focus on what they wore!
While the Twitterverse was busy parsing the possible subtexts of Melania Trump’s decision to wear a hot pink Gucci pussy-bow blouse to watch her husband, Donald J. Trump, during the second presidential debate Sunday evening (given his recently revealed lewd comments about women from 2005), it was actually what Mrs. Clinton wore that seemed meaningful to me.
Deliciously, Friedman managed to smuggle a P-bomb into her take on the hot Mrs. Trump. This is why we're shelling out that $8 every Sunday!
Trivial emails and body language, with Vanessa Friedman on pussy bows! The New York Times is a low-IQ, upper-class mess, though it tends to be hard for us the humans to process this obvious fact.