As most followers of The New Yorker's parenting beat this year have already figured, Caitlin Flanagan has left the building. Too much book money to count, too much book writin' to do. Also, too much of her last article [in Dec. 2005, about Mary Poppins] lifted from someone else's biography.
When contacted by the Observer's reporter, she did the coy thing: “'How in the world did you get stuck with the Caitlin Flanagan beat?' Ms. Flanagan wrote. 'Did you lose a New York Observer drinking game?'” Nice of her to use the full name of the paper in her email. Very quotable. Now can we excuse her from the table?