The New Yorker June 28, 2021

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Evan Osnos (“Undecided Voter,” p. 34) writes about politics and foreign affairs for the magazine. His new book, “Wildland: The Making of America’s Fury,” will be out in September. Anne Carson (Poem, p. 42) recently published, with the artist Rosanna Bruno, a comic-book adaptation of Euripides’ “The Trojan Women.” Sam Knight (“Dream Weaver,” p. 28), a staff writer since 2018, is a frequent contributor to the column Letter from the U.K., on Camille Bordas (Fiction, p. 56) teaches creative writing at the University of Florida. She is the author of the novel “How to Behave in a Crowd.” Barry Blitt (Sketchbook, p. 33) won the 2020 Pulitzer Prize for editorial cartooning, for work that appeared in this magazine. His latest book is “Blitt,” a compendium of his illustrations. Nicole Rifkin (Cover), a cartoonist and…

the mail

A HOSPITAL’S LEGACY Chris Pomorski did an extraordinary job of describing how the investor-led, misguided leadership of Hahnemann University Hospital hastened its shutdown and disrupted the lives of patients, staff, medical residents, and students (“Death of a Hospital,” June 7th). As Pomorski highlights, hospitals—even those with nonprofit status—have become businesses. The demise of Hahnemann thus illuminates a larger issue: the patchwork approach to delivering health care in the U.S. is inadequate. All developed countries face challenges in paying for health care, but most have made access to it a right, and have instituted systemic approaches to funding and managing it in order to insure that access. Hahnemann failed, in part, because the majority of its patients were enrolled in Medicaid and Medicare, which pay less than private insurers. Should hospitals and…

goings on about town: this week

JUNE 23 – 29, 2021 With a nearly four-decade career, Angélique Kidjo is a towering figure of cross-cultural music. Her work, which extends from Afrobeat and jazz to Afro-pop and world fusion, grows only more inclusive and curious with time. On her new album, “Mother Nature,” created during the pandemic, she teams up with younger pop stars from West Africa and the African diaspora—Burna Boy, Mr. Eazi, EarthGang, Sampa the Great—to promote messages of unity and healing, unpacking complex realities with cheer and aplomb. DANCE Alvin Ailey American Dance Theatre Looking on the bright side is the company’s preferred posture, but the themes of its virtual spring gala—hope, promise, and the future—are both perennial and timely for the affluent stage troupe in this moment of cautious optimism. Free on Ailey’s Web site, July 24-26,…

goings on about town: television

Bo Burnham’s “Inside” One of the leading auteurs of the mediated mind—a brain broken into shards by a steady stream of social media, open tabs, and reality television—the comedian Bo Burnham captures, with frenzied and dexterous clarity, the unmoored, wired, euphoric, listless feeling of being very online during the pandemic. The ninety-minute Netflix special, which Burnham wrote and directed, is not a traditional comedy special but, rather, a virtuosic one-man musical extravaganza, and also an experimental film about cracking up via Wi-Fi while trying to make said extravaganza. Burnham never explicitly mentions the pandemic, a purposeful omission that allows the show’s title to take on multiple meanings. He leaps among visual and musical references with swaggering fluency, and, as the special goes on, it gets sadder and stranger. During filming, he…

tables for two: waiting for pizza

The other night, as I prepared to venture outside, the sky took on the ominous tone of gunmetal, and my phone lit up with a warning: severe thunderstorm approaching, flash floods and hail likely, seek cover. All of my instincts told me to retreat, and yet I had an appointment that I simply could not miss, come hell or literal high water. I’d finally been granted the chance to order from Stretch Pizza, a pop-up by the chef Wylie Dufresne, tucked into Breads Bakery, just off Union Square. Perhaps this sounds like the ravings of a madwoman; maybe you’re wondering if any pizza could be worth it. But what’s a little tempest, really? It felt strangely refreshing to experience such heightened drama around something as low stakes as pizza. I headed…

comment: morality plays

The lives of the saints do not alter the fate of nations—except when they do. In 1953, a young physicist named Andrei Sakharov was working at a secret research site in Kazakhstan. The facility was near a forced-labor camp, one of countless outposts of the Gulag Archipelago. Every morning, Sakharov watched lines of prisoners marching in the dust, guard dogs barking at their heels. Yet when the news arrived, early that March, that Joseph Stalin had died, Sakharov did not connect the fallen generalissimo with the misery near his door. “I am under the influence of a great man’s death,” he wrote to his first wife. “I am thinking of his humanity.” Five months later, Sakharov donned a pair of protective goggles and watched the detonation of his horrific creation, the…