January 3rd, 2009
I forget whose maxim that was, but it’s a tried and true rule for journalists, which particularly holds for your bad pieces.
Last year I took after a writer named Lori Gottlieb for publishing this piece in the Atlantic about how women should settle and marry whichever schlub they can get their hands on because being a single mother is really hard. You can read my brief against the piece, and the editors at the Atlantic, here.
In any event, I was paging through Parents magazine today (no comment) when I stumbled over a piece entitled “I Heart Your Husband.” The first three paragraphs sounded remarkably familiar–turns out it’s Gottlieb, writing the same piece with different names and similar anecdotes.
I don’t mention any of this to impugn Gottlieb–she’s done nothing wrong and if she can get two high word-rate mags to buy essentially the same piece, good for her! And the second piece actually fits pretty well in Parents; it makes sense for them.
My point is that the Atlantic, which was once America’s most important intellectual journal, is now running copy on par with Parents magazine.
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