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PART 3: My Last Day Submitting Cartoons to Bob Mankoff

PART 3: My Last Day Submitting Cartoons to Bob Mankoff

Fast forward to April 2017. I awoke early on a grey, foggy Spring morning and brushed my teeth wondering if today is the one in a million shot at having something published in the New Yorker...

PART 1: The New Yorker; A Primer.

PART 1: The New Yorker; A Primer.

For that reason, I'd always mentally categorised the audience of the New Yorker in the high echelons of the wealthy and powerful. A grand old publication produced 47 times a year since 1925 for what I thought was an exclusive generational string of white liberals, frequenting the penthouses of the Upper West Side. The type to throw cocktail partiesin the Hamptons and wittily discuss the stock market. I pictured the office itself a sassy madhouse of esoteric intelligentsia and whimsical japery. Seinfeld didn't help that perception.