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Poems and Pints: Zapruder and Goodyear Reading

I knew that those Barnes and Noble author events were missing something, and now, thanks to the Lower Manhattan Cultural Council and the Poetry Society of America, I know what it is: beer.
Those two groups host a series of readings called Poems & Pints; the fourth installment is February 3. Appearing will be Dana Goodyear, senior editor and contributor at The New Yorker, and Matthew Zapruder, founder and editor-in-chief of Wave Books whose work has also appeared in The New Yorker.
The reading will be on Tuesday, February 3, at 6:30 pm at the Fraunces Tavern, Nichols Room, 54 Pearl Street (at Broad Street). Entry costs nothing! (Presumably the same is not true of the beers.)
—Martin Schneider

Friday Steinberg Blogging: California Cheese

Other blogs do “Friday”:http://www.motherjones.com/kevin-drum/2008/12/friday_cat_blogging_-_26_december_2008.html cat “blogging”:http://lefarkins.blogspot.com/2008/05/friday-cat-blogging_30.html; we present the genius of Saul Steinberg! From the December 27, 1982, issue:
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Have a good weekend, everybody! —Martin Schneider

Best of the 01.12.09 Issue: The Annual Chart, Pointing Upward So Far

I noticed that Sports Illustrated recently named 2008 the “best year ever.” (People continue to ignore 538, apparently. A criminally underrated year.) In that spirit, on the heels of yet another strong January issue, I’d like to put in a bid for 2009 as the best year of the post-Bush era. (Which hasn’t even started yet!)
Jeffrey Toobin on the delectable Barney Frank and Jill Lepore on inaugural addresses combine to slake our ever-unsatisfied thirst for politics; Elizabeth Kolbert hits the economics of environmentalism; international affairs is amply covered by Peter Hessler’s newest China report; and there was a story by Joyce Carol Oates to round matters out. I’m curious which one(s) will delight my colleagues! (I’ll weigh in later.)
—Martin Schneider
Benjamin Chambers writes:
I haven’t had a chance to dip into the week’s issue, but I do have a great, can’t-miss recommendation that’s also timely: Thomas McGuane reading and discussing James Salter’s 2002 story, “Last Night,” on this month’s fiction podcast. The story is stripped-down and stark like its subject, without the sensual pleasure usual for Salter’s fiction. The setup: a woman has a terminal illness, and she and her husband go out to dinner one last time before returning home to prepare for her suicide; they have a guest go with them, to blunt the tension. Could be maudlin, but boy, does it pack a punch. (If you like McGuane, you might be interested in this Q&A from 2003 with fiction editor Deborah Treisman.)
Jonathan Taylor writes:
I did pick only one story to read in this issue, Peter Hessler’s “Strange Stones,” a memoir of Peace Corps service in China. Beguiling in structure and emotionally polyvalent, it is my favorite, so far, of Hessler’s many Letters From China. Worthwhile travel writing is a portrait not of a place, but of an apprehending intelligence: one like Hessler’s, that recognizes that in fact, he “hadn’t seen anything stranger in China” than a fellow volunteer’s tale of a Midwestern biker rally.
Stuck in an absurd traffic jam on a remote Inner Mongolian steppe—driving in China is a fruitful theme for Hessler—he invokes “the shadowy line between the Strange and the Stupid,” putting me in mind of a farcical version of Joseph Conrad’s The Shadow Line (in which the narrator’s ship, with a cholera-ridden crew, is inexplicably stranded in windless Oriental waters). At the same time, Hessler’s piece touches on the serious side of Conrad’s “shadow line”—between Youth and Maturity—in sketching, with suggestive anecdotes, the transformations that he and his colleagues underwent through their service.

Best of the 01.05.09 Issue: The Next Number in the Series is 13

I was a decent SAT student (and have even been known to lead a Kaplan test-prep session or two), hence explaining my dorky post title.
After a two-week layoff, a fascinating first issue of 2009 to ponder. Interesting subjects, interestingly pursued. I know that my cohorts have plenty of impressions to impart (as, surely, you do too, reader). This post will magically alter as they weigh in. Stay tuned.
—Martin Schneider
From Benjamin Chambers:
My absolute favorite? The Robert Leighton cartoon on p. 44, in which Santa tells the couple that he made “quite a nuisance of himself” the previous night.
The Menand piece on the Village Voice felt as provincial, in its way, as the three-part Liebling profile of Chicago (here, here, and here) that -you- Martin posted about recently. Menand’s lengthy celebration of the Voice, with the full-page illustration from Jules Feiffer, seemed written for those who’ve lived in the Village. I really like Menand, so I was surprised to find myself wishing he’d be more concise.
I thought for a while my pick would be “Lives of the Saints,” by Jonathan Harr, about the humanitarian disasters in Chad and Darfur and the United Nations High Commissioner for Refugees (U.N.H.C.R.) providing services there. But Harr seemed a little easily impressed, and unsure which details mattered.
In Julian Barnes’s story, “The Limner,” a deaf, itinerant painter gets the best of the bully whose portrait he is painting. Smoothly written, the story was enjoyable, but not stellar. I don’t associate Barnes with historical fiction (despite Arthur & George, his massive book on Arthur Conan Doyle), and it’s not common for The New Yorker either, so the setting of the story was a pleasant surprise.
All in all, I liked Patricia Marx’s “Kosher Takeout” best, in which she describes the work of two Rabbis who travel China ensuring that factories making kosher food meet the necessary standards. She plays it for laughs, which I enjoyed, though unlike the Menand and Harr pieces, which should’ve been shorter, I felt her piece should’ve been longer and more detailed.
From Jonathan Taylor:
Of course it’s been noted elsewhere, but it gave me a real little thrill to read Alex Ross’s restrained, to-the-point reply to Tom Wolfe’s letter objecting to Ross’s characterization of Wolfe’s “Radical Chic.” There is, indeed, as Wolfe himself says, “a difference between hysteria and hysterically funny”; I would ask New York magazine exactly whose reaction makes him look like a “weenie“?
Benjamin called Louis Menand’s Voice piece lengthy, but I mostly feel its gaps, and their odd timing. The subtext is the ongoing demise of the Voice—or, at least it was hard not to take it that way, in a week that saw the canning of jazz and civil rights columnist Nat Hentoff and fashion reporter Lynn Yaeger—but I find it a little creepy that this is never overtly acknowledged by Menand’s article, even as it’s cast almost entirely in the past tense. I know it’s about the seminal example set by the founding generation; but it’s still weird that after some thin allusions to later decades, a sentence in the last paragraph is practically the only clue that the Voice is still published at all. I admit it’s partly my bias, due to when I started reading the by-then very different paper in the 1980s; but if the Voice as a recognizable descendant of Mailer’s paper is disappearing, it remains for someone to consider its whole glorious life. Maybe Menand can expand into a book, just to please me.

Random Profiler: Winthrop Sargeant on Glynn Ross, 1978

In this installment (see this “post”:http://emdashes.com/2008/12/random-profiler-liebling-on-ch.php for an introduction to the “series”:http://emdashes.com/mt/mt-search.cgi?blog_id=2&tag=Random%20Profiler&limit=20), the roulette wheel landed on Winthrop Sargeant’s 1978 “Profile”:http://www.newyorker.com/archive/1978/06/26/1978_06_26_047_TNY_CARDS_000326739 on Glynn Ross. This was very much the sort of Profile that I was hoping for when I started this project: an interesting subject previously unknown to me.
Ross was the director of the Seattle Opera starting in the 1960s, and he did a lot to popularize the form in the northwestern metropolis by using unconventional promotional techniques and generally being smart about his task. It was his policy to perform all operas in the original language and in English, an idea that shouldn’t be as rare as it apparently is. He was also very shrewd about attracting established stars to remote and (then) unfashionable Washington State for single productions. On this, Sargeant quotes Ross: “An artist wants four things: one, a chance to do something that requires the best of his abilities; two, the opportunity to grow by singing different roles; three, prestige; and four, a paycheck.”
Ross staged the first American production of Wagner’s Ring Cycle that didn’t take place at New York’s Metropolitan Opera, a production that helped establish Seattle as a major center of Wagner interest. He used colorful slogans directed at the new wave of youthful customers, such as “La Bohème: Six old-time hippies in Paris,” “Roméo et Juliette: Two kids in trouble, real trouble, with their families,” and (cue bad-pun grimace) “Get Ahead with Salome.” In 1971, just a couple years after it was written, the Seattle Opera was the first reputable opera house to stage The Who’s _Tommy,_ with Bette Midler in a leading role, a detail the magazine omits. (In a perfect world, we’d have some YouTube footage of that production!) In baseball, the analogous figure would be “Bill Veeck,”:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bill_Veeck roughly.
Sargeant’s work here is a reminder of how conservative the form can sometimes be, which is not a criticism. The Profile starts by establishing the subject’s Profile-worthiness and then segues to the subject’s background, relying a good deal on lengthy quotation from the subject. It’s not “exciting,” but it does the job.
Reading the Profile, it’s difficult not to think of Peter Gelb, general manager of the Met since 2006 and a New Yorker Conference “attendee”:http://emdashes.com/2008/05/the-new-yorker-conference-is-q.php in 2008. Gelb has been phenomenally successful in finding new audiences for Met productions, and his main weapons have been the appearance of filmed versions of current productions in our nation’s multiplexes and fresh thinking on the nature of those productions, both in their selection and in the emphasis on accessability. A quick search at Google suggests that not too many people have suggested the parallels between Ross and Gelb, but they seem pretty obvious to me (not that I’d be aware of any other similar figures).

The Unlikeliest Gladwell Article: Thoughts on David Galenson

Isn’t it time for another Malcolm Gladwell post? A few weeks ago Tina Roth Eisenberg at my favorite design blog, “Swissmiss,”:swissmiss.typepad.com/ linked to this swell “video”:http://www.aiga.org/content.cfm/video-gain-2008-gladwell of Gladwell discussing Fleetwood Mac and David Galenson’s ideas about creativity at AIGA’s GAIN Conference in October, the same month that the _The New Yorker_ ran Gladwell’s “article”:http://www.newyorker.com/reporting/2008/10/20/081020fa_fact_gladwell about him.
Galenson is an economist who developed a theory of creativity that states that artistic innovators mostly come in two packages, of which the exemplars are Picasso and Cézanne. Picasso made his mark as a young man, and his pictorial brilliance seemed to come quite naturally; Cézanne’s success came much later in life, and his breakthroughs seemed the result of a great deal of sustained effort and slow experimentation. As far as I can tell, neither Galenson nor Fleetwood Mac is mentioned in “Outliers,”:http://www.amazon.com/gp/reader/0316017922/ref=sib_dp_srch_pop?v=search-inside&keywords=hedgehog&go.x=0&go.y=0&go=Go at least according to a search on Amazon’s OnlineReader (I have not obtained my own copy of the book yet), this even though the subject seems to fit in perfectly well with the book’s themes.
Then you have the interesting fact that, as Jason Kottke “pointed out”:http://www.kottke.org/08/08/old-masters-and-young-geniuses several months ago, this Galenson article was, according to _The New York Times,_ actually “rejected”:http://www.nytimes.com/2006/11/15/business/15leonhardt.html?pagewanted=all by _The New Yorker_ in 2006, the first Gladwell pitch to receive the heave-ho. David Leonhardt’s article quotes Gladwell’s “editor” pooh-poohing Galenson’s spiel and asking Gladwell whether he is “crazy.” (What editor could this be? Surely not David Remnick?)
Galenson’s division of artists into blazing young “conceptual innovators” and older “experimental innovators” reminds me a bit of “The Hedgehog and the Fox,”:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Hedgehog_and_the_Fox Isaiah Berlin’s famous appropriation of the ancient Greek poet Archilochus (admit it, you knew that this blog would eventually work Archilochus in somehow). Archilochus wrote that “the fox knows many things, but the hedgehog knows one big thing”; Berlin’s idea was that Dostoevsky was a hedgehog and Tolstoy a fox who wished that he were a hedgehog. Somehow the conceptual innovators seem like hedgehogs to me, and experimental innovators like foxes. Galenson, by the way, does cite the hedgehog/fox pairing in his book “Old Masters and Young Geniuses”:http://books.google.com/books?id=aj43lvAIJIcC&pg=PA181&lpg=PA181&dq=galenson+hedgehog&source=web&ots=gEl9FVxIgR&sig=KP92wQybfyltDF-XeBMalDexxhg&hl=en&sa=X&oi=book_result&resnum=3&ct=result#PPA181,M1.
There aren’t that many bands whose career arc is that similar to Fleetwood Mac, in my opinion (rock is a young person’s game), but it happens that my favorite band in the world, the “Wrens,”:http://www.wrens.com/ fits Galenson’s schema to a T. Their masterpiece, The Meadowlands, was four years in the making and came fully nine years after their debut. And it matches up with Galenson’s “experimental innovators”—the band tinkered so extensively with the tracks that the band forced themselves to destroy the master tapes as a way of committing to a truly final cut.
Another one that comes to mind is Pulp. Pulp’s breakout album was “His ‘N’ Hers,”:http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/His_%27n%27_Hers which came out in 1994; their first album came out in 1983, eleven years earlier. That’s quite an incubation. All of their good albums came after their tenth year in the business.
By the way: A few days before Christmas, Gladwell appeared on _The Charlie Rose Show,_ and the resultant “segment”:http://www.charlierose.com/view/interview/9855 features both Gladwell and Rose at their best. I also love the show’s new—I think—black website, which seems to reference the show’s trademark table-immersed-in-blackness aesthetic.

Random Profiler: Liebling on Chicago, 1952

About a year ago I toyed with the idea of reading every single Profile that ever appeared in _The New Yorker,_ a project surely to be measured in decades rather than years. I didn’t get very far with that one. (I did read a few of the very first Profiles, mainly because they’re super short.)
As 2008 wanes and 2009 commences, I’ve downsized to a more manageable project. With the aid of a “random number generator,”:http://www.random.org/ I intend to read a randomly selected Profile every now and then. There are few undertakings that can’t be improved by the I Ching, I reckon, not that I’ve ever had occasion to use it.
I took the system out for a test drive last night, and it worked like a charm. The random number generator steered me to “1952” (represented by year “28” out of 84) and then to the number “1” Profile of that year (out of 19), which happens to be a three-parter by A. J. Liebling, dated January 5 to 19, on the immensely promising subject of Chicago.
It’s a complete disgrace.
I’m not familiar with the city at all, but a few times in my life I’ve encountered the trademark Chicago Boast, which I find only mildly irritating and mostly charming. Liebling seems to find in that tic an occasion for an all-out attack on the city. New York has its rivalries, with Chicago, with Boston, with Washington, with Los Angeles…. but frankly, this does not seem an outgrowth of any such dynamic, it seems purely personal—to wit, Liebling himself just powerfully disliked Chicago (where he lived for a year or so before writing the Profile).
Liebling relies strongly on the injudicious use of personal anecdote, most of which are chosen to point up the provincialism, insularity, paranoia, corruption etc. etc. that he finds so typical of the city. Liebling writes well, and he keeps it moving, but the articles feel like piling on. Right from the very first page, the exercise feels lazy.
A comparison with Christopher Rand’s 1966 “Profile”:http://emdashes.com/2008/07/the-405-and-the-bqe-both-mean.php of Los Angeles, published a mere fourteen years later, would, I think, serve as an object lesson of the maturity of the magazine during these years, primarily attributable, I would imagine, to the magazine’s editor starting in 1952, William Shawn. (Of course, it’s possible that the culture at large was maturing in certain ways as well.) On the other hand, Harold Ross had died in December; perhaps the issues that appeared over the next few weeks aren’t the best measure of anyone’s abilities.
So far, so good. We’ll see what randomness brings us next time.

Link Roundup: Imagine Soglow’s Little King in a Skybox on This Page

Time Magazine calls The New Yorker‘s post-election cover, by Bob Staake, the best magazine cover of the year. “Simply spectacular,” they say. Curiously, NBC’s Domenico Montanaro points out that Barack Obama appeared on 48 percent of Time‘s covers in 2008, albeit sometimes in the “skybox,” that cute folded-down corner that previews a secondary story in the issue—I didn’t know that’s what it’s called!
Call for entries: As the Irvin-mad Emily noticed the other day, the 2009 Eustace Tilley Contest is under way! Send in your depiction of Eustace Tilley by January 15, 2009. Françoise Mouly will curate a slide show with the top entries.
The Aurora Theater Company of Berkeley, California, is putting on George Packer’s Betrayed in January. I’ve seen it, and it comes recommended. The play is about the failure of the American authorities in Iraq to support those courageous Iraqis who risked their lives by collaborating with the occupying forces. Here’s the original article from The New Yorker. Now that Iraq is a bit out of the headlines, I’m curious whether the play feels dated in any way—a perhaps inevitable fate for material as “newsy” as this.
Tom Spurgeon of the Comics Reporter blog reviews Booth, a 1999 book about legendary New Yorker cartoonist George Booth. Hey—we’re fans.
The New York Public Library has a fairly random picture of William Shawn, which kind of thing always cheers me up.
Oh, and here’s a 2003 article by me about the connections between A Christmas Carol and It’s a Wonderful Life. I think it’s good. Merry Christmas!

Best of the 12.15.08 Issue: Inefficient Gift-Delivery System

At least, that’s what the cover says to me! Jonathan Taylor praised the “delightfully Arno-esque cover,” adding that “the whip makes it extra saucy!” He’s got a point there; I had not contemplated this aspect.
The artist, Marcellus Hall, was also the musical force behind Railroad Jerk, whose “Sweet Librarian” made it onto many of my mixes during those years when Napster was big. I saw Hall play a ditty at a book event held at the Upright Citizens Brigade Theater last February.
Jonathan and I also agreed about the issue’s pick: Quoth JT: “On a friend’s advice, I turned first to Roger Rosenblatt’s restrained piece on moving in with his son-in-law after the unexpected death of his 38-year-old daughter—a meditation on life more than on death, particularly as seen by being more part of his grandchildren’s lives than he otherwise would have been.” O discriminating friend! Rosenblatt’s “Making Toast” is surely a minor masterpiece. If nothing else, it can claim a feat that few other works can: augmenting the oeuvre of James Joyce. (You’ll have to “read”:http://archives.newyorker.com/?i=2008-12-15#folio=044 it to get that; subscription req’d.)
Jonathan liked the Zachary Kanin’s Grim Reaper cartoon on p. 68, which had no difficulty eliciting a chortle out of me.