Breaking news! I say, breaking news! "Letter From Washington" is back, this time in the hands of Jeff Goldberg—who, says Remnick (looking very fetching with his copper bat sculpture), will write in about once a month:

THE New Yorker, on the brink of celebrating its 80th anniversary and profits last year believed to have topped $10 million, is reopening an office in Washington, D.C.... Jeff Goldberg, a New Yorker writer who is finishing up a book on the Middle East for Knopf, is currently scouting locations for the new D.C. office.

"I expect [Goldberg] will have a place in a few weeks," said New Yorker Editor in Chief David Remnick, "How long can it take? It's not New York," he quipped.

Maybe Wonkette and Washingtonienne can give him some neighborhood-culture tips. The best part of the story, though, is this throwaway line: "Seymour Hersh will keep his dusty old office by himself in a separate location." Good God—the man is already writing about torture. Can't you give him an Aeron chair and some Pledge?

Good luck, Jeff. Let's be careful out there.

Remnick's Capitol "Letter" [NY Post]
Deputy Secretary of Defense Paul D. Wolfowitz responds to a question from Jeffrey Goldberg of the New Yorker Magazine [DoD]

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