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The New Yorker September 23, 2019

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Jiayang Fan (“Represent!,” p. 42) is a staff writer. Her reporting has appeared in The New Yorker since 2010. Brooke Jarvis (“American Sphinx,” p. 26) is a contributing writer for the Times Magazine and The California Sunday Magazine. Jonathan Blitzer (“So Goes the Nation,” p. 18) became a staff writer in 2017. He covers immigration for newyorker.com. Kwame Dawes (Poem, p. 36) is a 2019 Windham-Campbell Prize winner and a professor of English at the University of Nebraska-Lincoln. His new poetry collection, “Nebraska,” will be out in October. Janet Malcolm (Books, p. 54) is a longtime staff writer. Her latest book is “Nobody’s Looking at You,” a collection of essays. Thomas McGuane (Fiction, p. 50) began contributing fiction to the magazine in 1994. His latest book is “Cloudbursts: Collected and New Stories.” Ben Taub (“Ideas in…

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the mail

MY SHOT Nick Paumgarten, in his piece about the recent measles outbreak in New York State, quotes Dr. Howard Zucker, the state’s health commissioner, as saying that “we need to study vaccine hesitancy as a disease” (“The Message of Measles,” September 2nd). This statement reflects what I believe to be a profound truth that might be helpful in combatting the anti-vaccine movement. Like Dr. Zucker, I am surprised by how many highly educated people are anti-vaxxers. As a medical-school student and later as a primary-care physician, I encountered medical professionals who expressed hesitancy about vaccine use. I have since wondered how many more are among our ranks. It scares me that those who provide primary-care medicine might be, at best, tacitly supporting patients who are not vaccinating their children, or, at…

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goings on about town: this week

No character embodies the split genre of George Gershwin’s jazz-tinged opera “Porgy and Bess” better than Sportin’ Life. The other denizens of Catfish Row sing their hearts out with larger-than-life lyricism, but the silver-tongued dope peddler—a role shaped by such song-and-dance men as Cab Calloway—slithers about the triplets and tritones of “It Ain’t Necessarily So” like a snake in the grass. The American tenor Frederick Ballentine (above) slips into Sportin’ Life’s duds for the Metropolitan Opera’s season-opening production, on Sept. 23. ART “Apollo’s Muse” Metropolitan Museum This absorbing exhibition celebrates, largely through photographs, the fiftieth anniversary of Apollo 11’s moon landing. Chronologically organized, it begins before the advent of photography, when Galileo’s seventeenth-century drawings (based on his observations through a homemade telescope) shattered the Western world’s image of the moon as a smooth orb,…

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tables for two: pastis

The other night, at the recently rebooted Pastis, a server who had just shouted “Sock it to me!” while taking my table’s dinner order leaned in conspiratorially. Lowering his voice to a near-whisper, he said, haltingly, “And—are we having bread?” Of course we were having bread, my companions and I sputtered. Did we look like no-bread people? His expression turned sheepish. “I just moved from Los Angeles, the no-bread capital of the world,” he explained. In fairness, Pastis is the sort of place that attracts plenty of no-bread people, not to mention no-dairy people and nosugar people. When the original Pastis opened, in 1999, in the meatpacking district, it became one of the Midas-like restaurateur Keith McNally’s most golden establishments, where the food, though more than serviceable, was not really the…

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comment: trust me

Resilience in the face of a personal setback was the subject of the final question in last Thursday night’s Democratic debate, in Houston. When it was the turn of Mayor Pete Buttigieg, of South Bend, to answer, he spoke about the years in which he lived with the fear that, as a military officer and an elected official in a socially conservative community, revealing that he was gay would end his career. But he reached a point, he said, where he was “not interested in not knowing what it was like to be in love any longer,” and he came out during the final months of a campaign. “When I trusted voters to judge me based on the job that I did for them,” he said, “they decided to trust…

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dept. of dynasties: freak flag flying

If you’re wondering how “Succession,” the HBO series about siblings fighting for control of a family empire—thought to be inspired by Rupert Murdoch’s family—ends, James Murdoch can tell you, despite never having watched the show. James, Rupert’s younger son, often referred to as “the smart one” in the clan, walked away last March with some two billion dollars—but no job—after his father merged most of the Murdochs’ Twenty-first Century Fox media empire with Disney. James’s brother, Lachlan, was chosen by their father to run the corporate bits that remained after the merger (chiefly, Fox News and Fox Sports). But no role had been carved out for James, who for years was the C.E.O. of Twenty-first Century Fox and Sky, P.L.C., and the deputy C.O.O. of News Corp, the publisher of…