I want my 401k

The whole world is turning into one big Snugli. That damn thing turned up first on Bill Maher, then simultaneously in Sunday “Styles” and the NYDN, which makes me think its flack could replace the Pom promoter for relentlessness — it’s the new “dinner for breakfast.” But then everything is going viral fast these days, like the coat check debate. From web to paper in seven days or less should be admirable, I guess. But when a recipe is tacked onto coattails, senza chives, I have new appreciation for the old slow way of printing things. Way back when I remember a production manager always dissing another editor because “she’s always the hero in her own stories.” Easy to pull off when the tip is expensable. And if it’s not, things are scarier than I imagined at Slim HQ.