Once upon a time there was a small but perfectly formed weekly French computer magazine pitched mainly at large IBM users; it was the most expensive in the market, because as its own tag said if you want the best, you have to pay for it; it was doing very well, but the founder finally got tired and decided to sell out to a major publishing company, which instantly glossified and made it look as much like a personal computer magazine as possible; the final coup was delivered when it appointed as the magazine’s art editor the man who had been art director of the French edition of Playboy magazine, and now the once-thriving magazine is just getting thinner and thinner…
