Movable Props

Contrary to our expectations, the Haim Saban profile in this week's New Yorker is a killer read. We had no idea that the man's empire began with a spectacular insight about cartoon music royalties, or that kiddie-show billionaires have such awesome pull with world leaders. And there is at least one classic reporting detail, in which the author describes Saban crediting his palatial Beverly Hills pad's existence to "five retards in spandex."

That uncouth remark refers, of course, to Mighty...