When is a joke in bad taste and at what point does the New Yorker really learn to pull up its socks and get modernized as sometimes it seems as if the playback is let us put it mildly way back twenty years ago with suing a cliient. How can the New Yorker afford to sue a client in such a global crisis as this as the crisis the Americans face! There is not a day passes but someone from Florida hacks into the computer to sell his house to someone in Britain as a repossessed house. Or better still, the US citizens are selling all their apartments as they are out of cash. So how can they sue their clients. So perhaps the notion of its better to have loved .. its better to love and be loved in return, or again, its better to have loved and lost than never to have loved at all. That seems without a doubt to be the forte of the poet not the lawyers but perhaps these days they are one and the same person as so many lawyers become writers that its a fine line between poetry and the law .. nice work at the New Yorker await pay cheque!