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The New Yorker

August 19, 2019

Founded in 1925, The New Yorker publishes the best writers of its time and has received more National Magazine Awards than any other magazine, for its groundbreaking reporting, authoritative analysis, and creative inspiration. The New Yorker takes readers beyond the weekly print magazine with the web, mobile, tablet, social media, and signature events. The New Yorker is at once a classic and at the leading edge.

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Conde Nast US
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contributors

Larissa MacFarquhar (“A House of Their Own,” p. 36), a staff writer, is an Emerson Fellow at New America. She is the author of “Strangers Drowning: Impossible Idealism, Drastic Choices, and the Urge to Help.” Kelefa Sanneh (“The Color of Injustice,” p. 18) is a staff writer. Megan Fernandes (Poem, p. 21) will publish a poetry collection, “Good Boys,” in 2020. Vinson Cunningham (The Theatre, p. 68), a theatre critic for the magazine, has been a staff writer since 2016. Emily Nussbaum (On Television, p. 70), the magazine’s television critic, won the 2016 Pulitzer Prize for criticism. In June, she published “I Like to Watch: Arguing My Way Through the TV Revolution.” Jack Handey (Shouts & Murmurs, p. 23) lives in Santa Fe, New Mexico. His latest humor book is “Please Stop the Deep Thoughts.” Jelani…

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the mail

LAND AND LOSS Lizzie Presser’s piece about the Reels brothers’ fight to reclaim their family’s land brought to mind a similar case I worked on as an attorney (“The Dispossessed,” July 22nd). In 1981, I was hired to represent an African-American family living in rural Kentucky. Their property was adjacent to Lake Cumberland, a location whose value had increased considerably. The case was a hopeless mess, owing to both the local court’s hostility toward the defendants and the abject failure of the county sheriff to deliver justice. I can still remember the contempt the county clerk displayed when I filed the legal paperwork. The family had travelled a hundred and twenty miles to find an attorney who would represent them, which speaks volumes about the discrimination that they experienced. I learned…

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goings on about town: this week

The American artist Mark Dion has developed a unique strain of ecological art, playing the role of amateur naturalist with sculptural installations that riff on architectural “follies,” popularized in eighteenth-century Britain, whose sole purpose is to tease the imagination. The reed-clad “Hunting Blind (The Dandy Rococo)” overlooks a pond at Storm King, in Cornwall, New York, where a selection of Dion’s follies grace the five-hundred-acre outdoor museum through Nov. 11. NIGHT LIFE Musicians and night-club proprietors lead complicated lives; it’s advisable to check in advance to confirm engagements. Backstreet Boys Barclays Center The Backstreet Boys might seem like a relic of nineties-and-early-two-thousands pop culture, but the band’s five members continue to fill stadiums with screaming fans, even as they approach middle age. It’s tempting to chalk up their longevity to nostalgia, but the guys have…

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tables for two: rezdôra

At Rezdôra, a new northern-Italian restaurant in the Flatiron district, some dishes have a reputation that precedes them. On a recent Tuesday evening, a woman thrust her phone in a host’s face and asked if she could order a dessert she’d seen in a Grub Street guide: La Dolcezza d’Estate, a visually arresting heap of fresh strawberries, strawberry sorbet, meringue, and milk mousse. It’s not Rezdôra’s only dish with a lyrical name (it means “the sweetness of summer”) or its own social-media presence. Unfortunately, the host explained, the woman would need a reservation to experience it IRL, and they were booking a month out. Rezdôra’s chef, Stefano Secchi, grew up cooking at his parents’ Italian chophouse, in the suburbs of Dallas, Texas. (His father has said that he chose Dallas because…

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comment: words and wounds

In December, 1993, Toni Morrison flew to Stockholm to deliver the lecture required of those awarded the Nobel Prize in Literature. Her subject was the power of language. Words, she said, have the capacity to liberate, empower, imagine, and heal, but, cruelly employed, they can “render the suffering of millions mute.” Morrison was unsparing in her depiction of people who would use language to evil ends. Pointing to “infantile heads of state” who speak only “to those who obey, or in order to force obedience,” she warned of the virulence of the demagogue. “Oppressive language does more than represent violence,” she said. “It is violence.” Morrison died on August 5th, at the age of eighty-eight. Her novels and essays, exploring black communities with intimacy and imagination, took in the legacy of…

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staten island postcard: foot soldier

Joseph Saladino, a twenty-five-year-old known on the Internet as Joey Salads, stood in his driveway on Staten Island, waiting for his Tesla Model S to charge. “I drive around town in my cars”—the other is a yellow Camaro—“and kids stop me at traffic lights and ask for my autograph,” he said. “It’s a home-town-hero kind of vibe. That’s what people say, anyway. I wouldn’t say it myself.” “You just said it, Joe,” his girlfriend, Gila Goodman, pointed out. “Whatever, it’s true,” Saladino said, grinning. “Makes me think about all the people who ever clowned me: ‘Quit being a schmuck, go back to school, being a YouTuber ain’t a real job.’ The flashy cars say, ‘You get a real job, jerkoff. I’m doing great.’” Saladino has 2.6 million subscribers on YouTube. He grew up…

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