50 years ago in The New Yorker: October 1972

Cartoons in The New Yorker are famously obscure. Time passing may further obscure them, but also provide a patina of remembrance. With this in mind, I present a selection from October, 1972.


How is this different from what I did for decades — stand on a train platform, waiting for the morning train to the city?


Now that we can use Google to investigate our symptoms, is this worse?


No clue.