Like the VN title implies, whatever happens, happens.
We are but slaves to the process- a process that ebbs and flows just like the energy radiating out of your cell phone. You know, the one thats killing you; but at low, low, dare I say, reasonable rates.
The first VN was a socio-political magazine covering civil rights, the prison system, and the like. I still have a copy, wise-guy, its true.
Then we started printing thousands upon thousands of copies on newsprint. And we realized that we had to get with the program and join the faceless corporate hordes. So we did.
Thats why you now hold in your hands the modern VN- never angering anyone, playing the game. Keeping our noses clean so we can get real jobs.
Our first intern now works at Rolling Stone, ya know?
Anyway, here are some positions weve considered lately as a reasonable effort on our part to improve our sagging bottom line, vis-a-vis advertizing: