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That sort of demographic-stretching is visible in "The Thomas Crown Affair," in which a post-coital Pierce Brosnan reads the "guy" sections of the Journal while a still-hungry Rene Russo combs Weekend Journal in pursuit of further satisfaction. The semiotics of the scene speak volumes.

Lipman says it's dumb to suggest that Journal is simply pandering to the basest instincts of its readers.

"Weekend Journal represents a natural evolution of where the Journal has been going for the past 10 to 15 years. The line between business life and personal life has become blurred, and I think that we understand the interplay between business and culture. The impetus for our section is appealing to reader's minds, not just their pocketbooks. Some of our readers are very successful and have done very well for themselves, but they are more than the sum of their pocketbooks."

Lipman emphasizes that the journalistic standards that made the Journal a reliable brand in the first place are firmly in place at Weekend, but how rigorous can you be when you are writing about overpriced antique arcade games?

Newspaper sections didn't always serve as obeisant Baedekers for yuppie scum. It used to be that if you wanted to skim expensive tchotchkes, you'd spend the time on the margins of the New Yorker magazine, finding both basic and frivolous goods at impossible prices. Now, large parts of two of the nation's biggest papers are devoted to hat lore. Weekend Journal has a column on catalogs, meta-journalism for a meta-consumeristic age. Do we really need instruction in how we should look at the catalogs that come flying into our mailbox?

That's not the point, as managing editor Paul R. Steiger un-self-conciously points out in his Weekend Journal review of "Selling Dreams: How to Make Any Product Irresistible," written by the CEO of Ferrari's North American unit.

"You must own the customer, make him aspire to possess your product until he has it, and immediately want the next version after he does," says Steiger, paraphrasing the author. And there's nothing like the name of a serious publication and some august bylines to legitimize the fetishization of product. Both the Journal and the Times suggest over and over that it's OK to sink your net worth into pointless doodads, as long as the doodads are quality.

Even when you drift out of the didactic place-your-money-here categories, the aroma of profligate commodification lingers -- both papers get damp panties in search of ever more expensive ways to engage basic human endeavors. In a recent Sunday Styles piece about "destination weddings," it was suggested that if you are in the marrying way, you might want to pick some difficult, hard-to-access locale -- not because you need to, but because you can.

To hell with mom and dad's country club -- why not, ah, Portugal? Amid the all-night flamenco parties and the ponies with hydrangeas woven into their manes -- did I mention the Chateau Lafite hand-carried by some of the vineyard's family members making the scene? -- the reporter and the newly betrothed conspire to conjure fabulousness with smutty glee.

"The couple, both New Yorkers, have no family in Portugal, nor have they ever lived there; they simply wanted an unusual and exotic location, and in this day of casual jet travel -- not to mention a galloping economy -- the extravagance of going to Europe for a long-weekend wedding did not seem far-fetched," wrote Monique P. Yazigi in the Times on July 11. "Who wants to go to another wedding at the Pierre?" said the groom.

The answer is everybody else on the planet, except the swells who have been there a jillion times. For that .0001 percent of the population, domestic manifestations of out-of-hand wealth provoke a Gatsby-like shrug and a round of so-what's-next. That crowd alone, of course, wouldn't be enough to fund a daily newspaper section, but there's an army of readers who don't mind coveting someone else's fortune. (If more readers lingered over the pictures in the Weddings feature at the back of the section, they might think twice about the pursuit of wealth -- rich people generally have very ugly children and they grow up to marry other people's ugly children.)

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