The New Yorker has taken the most un-NYer person alive, Mike Pence (A man so wooden that termites salivate when he enters a room), and profiles him. We presume they do this as some sort of lesson of what we may get when (?!) Trump is removed from office. We present some clips: Pence, who has dutifully stood by the President, mustering a devotional gaze rarely seen since the days of Nancy Reagan Joel K.