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Article snippet: Without it, if you are a New Yorker of a certain age, chances are you would have never found your first apartment. Never discovered your favorite punk band, spouted your first post-Structuralist literary jargon, bought that unfortunate futon sofa, discovered Sam Shepard or charted the perfidies of New York’s elected officials. Never made your own hummus or known exactly what the performance artist Karen Finley did with yams that caused such an uproar over at the National Endowment for the Arts. The Village Voice, the left-leaning independent weekly New York City newspaper, announced on Tuesday that it will end print publication. The exact date of the last print edition has not yet been finalized, according to a spokeswoman. The paper’s owner, Peter D. Barbey, said in a statement that the move was intended to revitalize the 62-year-old Voice by concentrating on other forms, and to reach its audience more than once a week. In recent years, many of the writers most associated with The Voice, including Wayne Barrett, Robert Christgau, Nat Hentoff and Michael Musto, have either died or been pushed out of the paper. The print pages of The Village Voice were a place to discover Jacques Derrida or phone sex services, to hone one’s antipathy to authority or gentrification, to score authoritative judgments about what was in the city’s jazz clubs or off off Broadway theaters on a Wednesday night. In the latter part of the last century, before “Sex and the City,” it was wher... Link to the full article to read more