Turns Out We Missed Having Some Good, Old-Fashioned Editor Mythology To Dish About

For as long as print media has been in hospice care, there’s been much ado about the adjacent coming extinction of a specific type of editor in chief: the glamorous boss with the first-name recognition, exquisite lifestyle, and a kind of surrounding mythos that is synonymous with, if not supersessive, the titles they lead. In the past two decades, the combined tectonic pressure of the digital economy, paired with long-awaited baseline reckonings with workplace culture and, like, decency, has largely written flashy industry main characters off as liabilities, the future Netflix talent pool, or generally irrelevant figures of a bygone… Read Full Article