The New Yorker has a characteristically sprawling profile piece on Alec Baldwin in this week's issue, and the 30 Rock star is characteristically candid about life, his career, and his future. Or, as his brother William puts it, “There’s always something for him to fucking whine about.” Indeed, the profile, titled "Why Me?", is chock full of Baldwinning quotes. On his failed marriage to Kim Basinger: "Think I’m walking stiffly?” Baldwin asks. “Yeah, there’s a......

This week’s New York Magazine cover story drops over 5,500 words on the “slightly illicit-sounding” Brownstoner, a blog that for several years has chronicled the steamy vicissitudes of gentrifying Brooklyn. Or rather, the article looks at Brooklyn’s turbulence through the prism of the blog’s commenters – specifically a derisive doomsday prophet who calls himself The What. 5,500 words, one commenter. Up next, a sprawling New Yorker profile on Alex Balk’s Tumblr imitator. Adam Sternbergh, the......