I picked up a copy of "The New York Review of Books" last week during my travels. I thought maybe I should have a look at it again. I stopped reading it years ago, got bored with its flaccid writing, and learned nothing. The issue I read seemed even worse than I remembered. Useless, left wing pap. Deadly boring. Now this praise of it from The Nation, another tedious left wing publication, praising "Review" for finding some of its old vigor again. Stirring.