The New YorkerThe Joshua Generationverified_publisherThe New Yorker - David RemnickDavid Remnick on race and Barack Obama's presidential campaign. Barack Obama could not run his campaign for the Presidency based on political accomplishment or on the heroic service of his youth. His record was too slight. His Democratic and Republican opponents were right: he ran largely on …
The New YorkerRichard Avedonverified_publisherThe New Yorker - Adam Gopnik“To know Dick Avedon was to know the sun.” Adam Gopnik remembers The New Yorker’s staff photographer. To know Dick Avedon was to know the sun. He radiated out, early and daily, on a circle of friends and family and colleagues, who drew on his light and warmth for sustenance. When he died, last week, …
The New YorkerTuesday, and Afterverified_publisherThe New Yorker - John UpdikeThe first Talk of the Town section after 9/11, with reporting from John Updike, Jonathan Franzen, Denis Johnson, Roger Angell, Rebecca Mead, Susan Sontag, Donald Antrim, and others. In the wake of last week’s terrorist attacks on the World Trade Center and the Pentagon, New Yorker staff writers and …
The New YorkerAtchafalayaverified_publisherThe New Yorker - John McPheeJohn McPhee on the struggle to control the Mississippi River. Three hundred miles up the Mississippi River from its mouth—many parishes above New Orleans and well north of Baton Rouge—a navigation lock in the Mississippi’s right bank allows ships to drop out of the river. In evident defiance of …
The New YorkerLetter from a Region in My Mindverified_publisherThe New Yorker - James BaldwinFrom 1962: “Whatever white people do not know about Negroes reveals, precisely and inexorably, what they do not know about themselves.” Take up the White Man’s burden— Ye dare not stoop to less— Nor call too loud on Freedom To cloak your weariness; By all ye cry or whisper, By all ye leave or do, The …
The New YorkerThe Five-Forty-Eightverified_publisherThe New Yorker - John CheeverA short story by John Cheever about an affair and its surprising aftermath. When Blake stepped out of the elevator, he saw her. A few people, mostly men waiting for girls, stood in the lobby watching the elevator doors. She was among them. As he saw her, her face took on a look of such loathing and …
