Only the left could get away with a cover like this:
The New Yorker can swear til it's really, really blue that it was meant as "satire", but count on it: Obama's got them mad.
Ryan Lizza's accompanying article is nothing that hasn't been done before.
But his life in Chicago from 1991 until his victorious Senate campaign is a lacuna in his autobiography.
Yeah, and how many adoring articles has Lizza written on Obama in the past year? But not until now did it occur to him or his bosses to wonder about that "lacuna".
Jul 13, 08 09:23 PM