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My Daughter, the Magician’s Apprentice

When my daughter turned three, I started to learn magic. As the primary caretaker for her, I had hours and hours to fill each day.

The Latest Scientific Breakthrough on Aging

Courtesy of the humble mouse.

Tucker Carlson Has No Filter

Better roasted than toasted.

Watching Films While Face-Blind | The New Yorker

Letter from South Carolina The Corrupt World Behind the Murdaugh Murders In isolated, poor regions of South Carolina, coming from an élite family offered a feeling of impunity. Did this license lead…

Kevin’s Place in McCarthydom | The New Yorker

Letter from South Carolina The Corrupt World Behind the Murdaugh Murders In isolated, poor regions of South Carolina, coming from an élite family offered a feeling of impunity. Did this license lead…

The Right Not to Be Fun at Work

I have a friend who works for a company that requires her to share a hotel room with a colleague when she travels on business. This is bad under any…

How “Battle Royale” Took Over Video Games

In the mid-nineteen-nineties, Koushun Takami was dozing on his futon on the island of Shikoku, Japan, when he was visited by an apparition: a maniacal schoolteacher addressing a group of…

The Self-Taught Artist Whose Work Tells the History of Modern Korea

It’s rare these days to have an unvarnished, unexpected encounter with a work of art. So much of what we see tends to be primed by advertorial buzz or social-media…

Keeping George Santos Honest

Part 1 of seven thousand and twelve.

Bridging the Generation Gap at the Oscars

On April 14, 1969, Gregory Peck strode across a deserted hall of Los Angeles’s Dorothy Chandler Pavilion like a weary cowboy crossing a prairie. He had become the president of…