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The New Yorker April 1, 2019

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Elizabeth Kolbert (“Under Water,” p. 32) has been a staff writer since 1999. Her book “The Sixth Extinction: An Unnatural History” won the 2015 Pulitzer Prize for nonfiction. Jon Lee Anderson (“Southern Strategy,” p. 18), a staff writer, is the author of several books, including “The Fall of Baghdad.” John Lanchester (Books, p. 65) is a contributing editor at the London Review of Books. His latest novel is “The Wall.” Carol Muske-Dukes (Poem, p. 38), a former California poet laureate, is a professor at the University of Southern California. Her latest poetry collection is “Blue Rose.” Emily Flake (The Talk of the Town, p. 16) is a New Yorker cartoonist. Her most recent book is “Mama Tried.” Christian Wiman (Poem, p. 50) is the author of, most recently, “He Held Radical Light: The Art of…

the mail

KEEPING WITH TRADITION In Leo Robson’s insightful essay about the American novelist John Williams and the buttoned-down literary traditions he represents, Robson claims that Leslie Fiedler was “the first critic to use the word ‘postmodernism’ in a literary connection” (A Critic at Large, March 18th). Robson is referring to Fiedler’s essay “Cross the Border—Close the Gap,” which was delivered as a speech in 1968, and which many consider to be the début of the term. Nevertheless, one can find Randall Jarrell using the adjectival form of the word in a 1947 essay, “From the Kingdom of Necessity,” when commending Robert Lowell’s work as “essentially a post-or anti-modernist poetry.” A year later, John Berryman wrote that Jarrell had “described Lowell’s poetry as ‘post-modernist’; and one certainly has the sense that some period…

goings on about town: this week

Around 1840, the French realist Paul Delaroche saw a daguerreotype and declared that painting was dead. But new technologies just keep making the world’s oldest medium stronger. The American artist Gina Beavers scours Instagram and the Internet for images to use in her emphatically physical work, whose ultimate subject is painting itself. “Corn Nails” (above, from 2019) conjures both #foodporn and the flamboyant still-lifes of the Flemish baroque. “Gina Beavers: The Life I Deserve” opens at MOMA PS1 on March 31. NIGHT LIFE Musicians and night-club proprietors lead complicated lives; it’s advisable to check in advance to confirm engagements. Choker Rough Trade NYC As the streaming era drives more artists to concision, Choker remains unafraid to take his time. The song “Rocket,” from his 2018 album, “Honeybloom,” sprawls out over six and a half minutes,…

tables for two: the fly

It takes a special kind of place to make it seem like chicken isn’t getting its due. After a few visits to the Fly, a new bar and restaurant on the border of Bed-Stuy and Clinton Hill, you might start to wonder why, at least in New York, so much energy and attention is lavished upon the hamburger, and so little, comparatively, on roast poultry, especially in taverns like this one, where the food is as much of a draw as the drinks. What if the go-to for alcohol absorption were, instead of a patty of greasy ground beef and a basket of French fries, a golden-skinned bird paired with steamy new potatoes? It might seem that burgers are easier to produce, so casually are they slung. But roast chickens are…

comment: it’s mueller time

Late last year, Vintage Books reissued “Night of Camp David,” a political thriller from 1965 that seemed to rhyme with the strangeness of our era. The novel centers on a Commander-in-Chief named Mark Hollenbach, who is gradually coming unwound. President Hollenbach is in the habit of summoning confidants to his cabin in the Maryland woods, where, at night, he turns off the lights and rants until dawn about the conspirators encircling him. He rails against pernicious legislators, disloyal appointees, and craven reporters. For no coherent reason, he intends to distance the United States from Western European allies and make common cause with a Kremlin leader named Zuchek. He also wants to tap every telephone in the country, declaring, “No respectable citizen would have a thing to fear. It’s the hoodlums,…

the campaign trail: climate candidate

The last Friday of winter was unseasonably warm, and Naomi Hollard, a senior at Columbia, stood on campus in jeans and a T-shirt. “We have twelve years to save the planet,” she said, facing a camera. “That’s great,” a documentary producer said, out of frame. “Can you do one where you hit that just a little harder?” “We have twelve years to save the planet!” Hollard said. “Amazing,” the producer said. At 11 A.M., Hollard ascended the steps of Low Library and picked up a bullhorn. About fifty people had gathered—Columbia students holding placards, middle-school students wearing backpacks—for a “climate strike,” one of thousands taking place worldwide that day. “The idea is that students walk out of class to demand action on climate change,” Hollard said. “In our case, a lot of students are…