Patti Abbott read The New Yorker cover to cover recently. Made me realize I miss magazines:
I will say this. There is a part of me that misses magazines. We had a lot of magazine subscriptions at our house: music (Rolling Stone, Spin, Huh, No Depression), entertainment (Us Weekly, Entertainment Weekly), sports (Golf Digest), news, politics, misc. (Time, People, Life). Then there was the fashion, women’s, and men’s magazine that I can remember. Plus all of the miscellaneous ones I can’t remember either.
We got a lot of magazines and, I can’t speak for the other members of the family, but I dipped into them all.
I went to a catholic high school and if you didn’t have a class for the last period you had to be somewhere. I would always grab a seat in the library by the magazines and just randomly read from them.
Even today we get put on the odd subscribers list (Vibe and Parents) and I read them.
Magazines were, in some respects more then books, my glimpse into the larger world when I was younger. And as much as I love the internet I do find myself missing magazines sometimes.