Professional Documents
Culture Documents
14, 2016
NOVEMBER 14, 2016
DRAWINGS Joe Dator, Kaamran Hafeez, Lars Kenseth, Roz Chast, Edward Steed, Bruce Eric Kaplan,
Harry Bliss, David Sipress, Frank Cotham, Seth Fleishman, Peter Kuper, Barbara Smaller, Tom Chitty
SPOTS Philippe Petit-Roulet
CONTRIBUTORS
William Finnegan (A Failing State, Jerey Toobin (Comment, p. 31) has
p. 48) has been a sta writer since 1987. been a sta writer since 1993. His lat
His book Barbarian Days: A Surng est book, American Heiress: The Wild
Life won the 2016 Pulitzer Prize for Saga of the Kidnapping, Crimes and
biography. Trial of Patty Hearst, was published
in August.
Alec MacGillis (Friends in High Places,
p. 36), the author of The Cynic: The Nicholas Schmidle (The Talk of the
Political Education of Mitch McCon Town, p. 32), a sta writer, is the au
nell, covers politics for ProPublica. thor of To Live or to Perish Forever.
This article is a collaboration between
The New Yorker and ProPublica. Cora Frazier (Shouts & Murmurs, p. 43)
has contributed humor pieces to the
Alex Ross (Desert Bloom, p. 62), a sta magazine since 2012. She is working
writer, is the author of The Rest Is on a novel.
Noise and Listen to This.
Brenda Hillman (Poem, p. 55) teaches at
Alexandra Schwartz (Books, p. 81) is a Saint Marys College of California. Her
sta writer. most recent poetry collection is Sea
sonal Works with Letters on Fire.
Chris Ware (Comic Strip, p. 44) is the
author of Building Stories. A solo Peter Schjeldahl (The Art World, p. 92),
exhibition of his work opens in Bolo the magazines art critic, is the author
gna, Italy, this month. of Lets See: Writings on Art from
The New Yorker.
Mohsin Hamid (Fiction, p. 70) has pub
lished three novels, including The Barry Blitt (Cover) is putting together
Reluctant Fundamentalist. His fourth, a retrospective book of his work, to be
Exit West, will be out in March. published next year.
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8 THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016
THE MAIL
IN DEFENSE OF CASH likely to ever pass laws, or allow regu-
lators to enforce policies and procedures,
I read Nathan Hellers article, on how that further limit the use of cash. Their
electronic payments are making cash constituents, the voters and lobbyists,
transactions obsolete, by flashlight, in just dont want that kind of restriction.
the wake of Hurricane Matthew, and Jonathan F. Munroe
I have some questions (Cashing Out, Claremont, Calif.
October 10th). What do members of
a cashless society do when the power Heller writes that Sweden seems near-
goes off ? Do they resort to bartering est to stamping out paper currency, but
and looting? Do they sit at home and Denmark and Norway are trailing close
wait? What happens to people who behind. I enjoyed the irony of this.
rely on their cell phones to process The day after the largest bank in Nor-
money transactions when cell service way, DNB, proposed ending all cash
and the Internet are interrupted? A transactions, I went to my local gro-
world beset by terrorism and increas- cery store in Svalbard and, when I tried
ingly violent weather may not yet be to pay by card, was told that I needed
ready to abandon currency, despite the to go to the A.T.M. to get cash, be-
inconvenience to bureaucrats, bankers, cause the card readers were broken.
and millennials. Proponents of a cashless system may
Sharon Thomas find that theres a lot that needs to be
Savannah, Ga. addressed before we leave cash behind
entirely.
While it might be nice, and easy, for Mark H. Hermanson
some wage earners to dispense with Svalbard, Norway
cash, its not going to happen. As a for-
mer senior policy analyst at the Inter- One of the key differences between the
nal Revenue Service, Im very familiar U.S. and Sweden, Norway, and Den-
with the ways in which people use cash. markcountries that have embraced
As Heller notes, the underground econ- the cashless economy most enthusias-
omy includes many people, aside from ticallyis that those countries have a
the hoarders of hundred-dollar bills, functioning social safety net. People
who rely on cash, such as waiters, door- living in Scandinavia have access to
men, delivery people, parking atten- government-sponsored programs for
dantsin short, anyone who gets tips. health care and child care, but in Amer-
People with poor credit and those with ica our social-welfare programs are far
few means primarily use cash, as do less generous, and often dont take into
the (perhaps surprisingly large) num- account the cost of living. The people
bers of people who dont trust comput- who rely on these programs also rely
ers with their money. When it comes the most on the cash economy. Until
to the issue of tax avoidance: sure, going cashless systems take these factors into
cashless will result in the collection of account, I expect we will all be carry-
more taxes. But its worth emphasiz- ing around a lot of paper and coin.
ing that the I.R.S. does allow and ac- George Hagenauer
count for cash transactions and hold- Community Coordinated Child
ings, up to a certain dollar threshold Care, Inc. (4-C)
per quarter. This law may be abused, Madison, Wis.
but its on the books. Also, the U.S. has
a special-interest-dominated economy,
not one in which all banks share a sin- Letters should be sent with the writers name,
gle A.T.M. system, as in Sweden, the address, and daytime phone number via e-mail to
country Heller looks to as an example. themail@newyorker.com. Letters may be edited
for length and clarity, and may be published in
Even if economic theorists think cash- any medium. We regret that owing to the volume
ing out is plausible, Congress is un- of correspondence we cannot reply to every letter.
The twenty-three-year-old actor Ben Platt, known for his adorkable role in the Pitch Perfect movies,
delivers a deeper portrait of nerd angst in Dear Evan Hansen, a new musical by Benj Pasek, Justin Paul,
and Steven Levenson, beginning previews at the Music Box on Nov. 14, after an acclaimed Off Broadway
run. Platt plays the title character, a friendless, phobic high-school senior who gets caught up in a moral
quandaryand becomes an unwitting social-media heroafter a classmates tragic death.
Mick Barr
As the prime mover behind groups like Krallice,
Octis, Ocrillim, and Orthrelm, among others,
this avant-metal guitarist effortlessly sweeps up
and down the neck of his instrument with split-
second precision. His challenging work has won
him recognition outside of the cut-off-denim-
vest contingent; in 2009, he received a Founda-
tion for Contemporary Arts award, and in 2011
was chosen by Animal Collective to perform at
its All Tomorrows Parties festival. Attendees at
this show expecting overdriven guitars might be
disappointed: Barr plans to play this set without
any distortion whatsoever, which might make his
uncompromising performance style slightly eas-
ier on the ears. (Roulette, 509 Atlantic Ave., Brook-
lyn. 917-267-0363. Nov. 14.)
Body/Head
The vivid personalities of Mitski, Bon Iver, and D.R.A.M. shine on bold new albums. For years, Kim Gordon knew Bill Nace as a pop-
corn scooper at the Pleasant Street Theatre, a
now-shuttered movie house in Northampton,
genre-hopping sensibility: bright upright
Winter Preview piano utters over skittish 808 drums in
Massachusetts, where they both lived. In 2011,
amidst the dissolution of her old band, Sonic
Youth, and her marriage to its guitarist, Thurston
Bon Ivers latest album opens with a its brainiest moments, but at its best its Moore, Nace began collaborating with Gordon to
characteristically enigmatic line: It all id. He touches down on Jan. 20 at create stunning experimental drone. At the release
might be over soon. This winter, his Music Hall of Williamsburg and Jan. 21 of their 2013 dbut, Coming Apart, it seemed,
suddenly, as if Gordon had been the lan vital
songs will help many listeners push at Bowery Ballroom. of Sonic Youth all along; the music was decon-
through the dark, cold months, with After a three-year hiatus, the reclu- structed ambient no wave, with Gordons snarl-
soft-treading ballads both majestic and sive post-dubstep duo Mount Kimbie ing vocals burrowing deep into her struggle with
hypocrisy, male power, and selfhood. The pair re-
sparse. Justin Vernon, the bands central returns with a bicoastal clutch of shows. cently released a live album on Matador Records,
and often sole member, emerged from a The groups 2013 breakout, Cold in case you miss this weeks gig. (National Saw-
botched vacation on the Greek island of Spring Fault Less Youth, was lled dust, 80 N. 6th St., Brooklyn. 646-779-8455. Nov. 12.)
Santorini with the inspiration to write with gorgeous dollops of airy harmonies James Chance and the Contortions
22, A Million, his rst album in ve and jittery minimalist bass. Dominic This legendary short-lived outfit first appeared
years. To promote its release, hes played Maker and Kai Campos make serious on Brian Enos 1978 No New York compilation,
which packaged together the citys brainiest
the Hollywood Bowl with Patti Smith, music sound playful, stripping the overly post-punk bands and christened a sound known
hosted a private press conference at- academic electronic scene of pretense as no wave. Blending the free-jazz horn theat-
tended by select journalists and journal- with plinking drums and stargazing rics of Ornette Coleman and Albert Ayler with
wet, muted funk and showman shrieks (Con-
ism students, and now will play several notes that evoke a baby genius sampling tort yourself five times!), Chance and his group
New York shows of varying scale: from toy pianos. Theyll dbut new tunes at put their stamp on a fringe style that felt at once
Pioneer Works (Dec. 5-7) to Hammer- National Sawdust on Nov. 29. chicly nostalgic and switchblade-sharptoday,
young bands still aspire to their plucky, smoky
stein Ballroom (Dec. 10) and Kings It may be late to call Mitski a song- air and rambling structures. Chance returns to
Theatre (Dec. 12-13), closing out at writing prodigythe twenty-six-year- the city to celebrate the release of The Flesh
Music Hall of Williamsburg (Dec. 14). old isnt new to the craft, but she ac- Is Weak, the bands first album in six years.
(The Bowery Electric, 327 Bowery. 212-228-0228.
D.R.A.M., a rap jester with an untidy knowledged a blossoming on Puberty Nov. 10.)
croon, hails from Virginia, home of Phar- 2, the fourth album thats shot the alt
rell, Missy Elliott, and DAngelo. He has star to the head of her class. With a Seu Jorge
This favela legend opened ears far and wide
inherited their fearless approach to vo- foreboding tone that bends tenderly on to the sounds of Brazilian pop, reviving samba
cals, stretching a raspy, guttural mid- command, Mitski delivers on the in the process. Jorge has shared a musical kin-
range to its limits on swollen hits like weight of her lyrics: I wouldnt have to ship with David Bowie for more than a decade,
since his moving Portuguese covers of Bowie
Cha Cha and Broccoli. Born Shelley scream your name atop of every roof in
ILLUSTRATION BY JOO FAZENDA
Tierney Sutton Barenboim and the Staatskapelle Berlin up with the ever-ready JACK Quartet
The vocalist took on Joni Mitchell with her 2013 ( Jan. 19-29), recitals from the mezzo- in twelve-tone music by Copland ( Jan.
musical mash note After Blue, and recently she
put a personal spin on the work of Gordon Sumner, soprano Joyce DiDonato (Dec. 15) and 19), and where the Manhattan Chamber
with her latest album The Sting Variations. Rox- the pianist Piotr Anderszewski (Feb. 17), Players oer a pre-Valentines Day pro-
anne didnt make the cut, but Sutton did refash- and three intriguing concerts by Andris gram, A Year in Gabriel Faurs Life: A
ion soundtrack-of-a-generation hits like Message
in a Bottle and Fields of Gold. (Birdland, 315 Nelsons and the Boston Symphony Or- Love Story (Feb. 7).
W. 44th St. 212-581-3080. Nov. 8-12.) chestra (Feb. 28-March 2). Russell Platt
14 THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016
CLASSICAL MUSIC
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OPERA with highly original results. The staging comes to
Lincoln Center with the Ricercar Consort. Nov.
Metropolitan Opera 14-16 at 7:30. (Gerald W. Lynch Theatre, John Jay Col-
The Finnish soprano Karita Mattila, one of the lege, 524 W. 59th St. 212-721-6500.)
Mets reigning prima donnas in the Joseph Volpe
era, dominates the current revival of Janeks sear- 1
ing drama Jenfa, which snaps into focus every ORCHESTRAS AND CHORUSES
time shes onstage. A famous Jenfa herself, Mat-
tila now plays the supporting role of the exacting New York Philharmonic
stepmother, bringing an often sumptuous soprano The brilliant young pianist Daniil Trifonov is val-
and a sure theatrical sense to the task. Oksana ued so highly at the Philharmonic that one year ago
Dyka (giving a somewhat strident account of the he was appointed to the organizations board of di-
title role), Daniel Brenna (a Laca with a wallop- rectors. Having previously appeared in Russian rep-
ing tenor), and Joseph Kaiser (a swaggering but ertory, he now faces the very different challenge of
vocally pale teva) fill out the cast. The conductor Mozartthe Piano Concerto No. 25 in C Major. He
David Robertson leads the orchestra in an admi- is paired with an estimable conductor, Vladimir Ju-
rably clear rendition. Nov. 12 at 8. This week of- rowski, who, after intermission, leads the orchestra
fers the final two performances of Rossinis mag- (as well as choral forces from the Manhattan School
num opus, Guillaume Tell, a noble work that has of Music) in a complete performance of Ravels sump-
not been seen at the house in eighty-five years. tuous ballet score Daphnis et Chlo. Nov. 9-10 at
The castwhich includes Gerald Finley (an elo- 7:30 and Nov. 11-12 at 8. Itzhak Perlman has long set-
quent Tell), Marina Rebeka (an exquisitely shaded tled into the role of a paterfamilias of the New York
Mathilde), and Bryan Hymel (a brilliant, trumpet- music world, sharing his talents variously through
like Arnold)is just about the finest that could teaching, conducting, and performing as a solo violin-
be assembled today; Fabio Luisis conducting is ist. In this one-time concert, he limits his solo work
vibrant and dramatically alert. Nov. 9 at 6:30 and to two chestnuts, the two Romances for Violin and
Nov. 12 at noon. Luisi conducts the final perfor- Orchestra by Beethoven. After leading those works
mance of the autumn run of Don Giovanni, with from the fiddle, he devotes the rest of the program
Ildar Abdrazakov (in the title role), Malin Bystm to conducting music by Brahms, the Academic Fes-
(Donna Anna), and Amanda Majeski (Donna El- tival Overture and the Fourth Symphony. Nov. 15 at
vira) leading the cast. Nov. 10 at 7:30. No tradi- 7:30. (David Geffen Hall. 212-875-5656.)
tionally minded operagoer was ever taken aback by
Sonja Frisells time-honored production of Aida, Cantus: No Greater Love Than This
with its soaring sets and picture-perfect evocations The engaging young male chorus from the Twin
of ancient Egypt. The cast for the latest revival, not Cities is making a home for itself at the Metropol-
without promise, features Liudmyla Monastyrska, itan Museum. The seasons entry is a rare classi-
Marco Berti, and Ekaterina Gubanova in the lead- cal salute to Veterans Day, a concert that offers not
ing roles and Marco Armiliato conducting. Nov. 11 only works of recent years by Lee Hoiby and Jeff
and Nov. 15 at 7:30. With her alluring voice and ex- Beal (Beneath Thin Blanket, a premire) but also
plosive stage presence, the superstar soprano Anna music by the masters Janek, Dvok, George M.
Netrebko is an obvious choice for the heroine in Cohan (Over There), and John Lennon (Imag-
Puccinis steamy melodrama Manon Lescaut, but ine). Nov. 9 at 7. (Fifth Ave. at 83rd St. 212-570-3949.)
this season marks the first time shes undertaken
the role at the Met. Her co-stars in Richard Eyres Berlin Philharmonic Orchestra
film-noir-inspired production are Marcelo lvarez Simon Rattle and his magnificent, rich-toned en-
and Christopher Maltman; Marco Armiliato. Nov. semble make a relatively brief visit to Carnegie Hall
14 at 8. (Metropolitan Opera House. 212-362-6000.) this season. The heritage of modernism drives their
programming. The first concert features Boulezs
Kathleen Battle at the Metropolitan Opera clat and Mahlers Seventh Symphony; the second
The American soprano Kathleen Battle was a major offers a panoply of Viennese voices, with Brahmss
star when the Met dismissed her from a production of Symphony No. 2 in D Major preceded by music
La Fille du Rgiment, in 1994, citing unprofessional from the three great composers of the Second Vi-
behavior. The decision sent shock waves through the ennese SchoolWebern, Schoenberg (Five Pieces
industry at the time. Some two decades later, with for Orchestra, Op. 16), and Berg (the Three Pieces
the hatchets presumably buried, the soprano with for Orchestra, a work of concentrated, Mahlerian
the sparkling voice finds her way back to the house power). Nov. 9-10 at 8. (212-247-7800.)
at the explicit invitation of Peter Gelbfor a sold-
out recital of spirituals that takes the Underground White Light Festival: A Venetian
Railroad as its theme. Nov. 13 at 4. (212-362-6000.) Coronation 1595
In a kind of precursor of Carnegie Halls wintertime
William Christie and Juilliard415 Venice bash, Lincoln Center brings over Paul Mc-
Christie, the doyen of the French Baroque, conducts Creesh and the singers and period instrumentalists
Juilliards period-instrument ensemble once a year. of his ensemble Gabrieli, from London, to conjure
This time, student singers from the schools Marcus up the sounds and glamour of the coronation of Doge
Institute for Vocal Arts are also on hand, as the matre Marino Grimani. Music by Andrea and Giovanni
takes his charges through excerpts from two operas Gabrieli, whose styles were shaped by the architec-
by Rameau, Castor et Pollux and Dardanus. tural layout of St. Marks Basilica, is featured. Nov.
Nov. 9 at 7:30. (Alice Tully Hall. events.juilliard.edu.) 12 at 7:30. (Alice Tully Hall. 212-721-6500.)
White Light Festival: Il Ritorno dUlisse in Rene Fleming and the Eastman
Patria Philharmonia
In 1998, before the Handspring Puppet Company Two noted alumni of the Eastman School of Music
made its name with a memorable Broadway pro- are attached to this program offered by the conserva-
duction of War Horse, and before William Ken- torys leading orchestra. Fleming brings her unique
tridge brought his freewheeling creative energy to vocal and personal charisma to a new work by a fel-
an acclaimed staging of The Nose at the Met, they low Eastmanite, the Pulitzer Prize-winning composer
collaborated on Monteverdis operatic masterpiece, Kevin Puts: Letters from Georgia, a song cycle
Marc-Andr Hamelin
Last month, one of Canadas sterling pianists, An- of Mia Hansen-Lves drama Things to art form. I Am Not Your Negro (Feb. 3),
gela Hewitt, appeared at the 92nd Street Y; now its Come (Dec. 2), starring Isabelle Huppert, a documentary about James Baldwin and
the turn of Hamelin, long renowned for his adven-
turous repertory along with his steely set of fingers. as a middle-aged professor in Paris who his unnished biography of three civil-
In this program, however, he turns his attention copes with divorce, bereavement, and ca- rights leaders, is directed by Raoul Peck,
to the dulcet music of Mozart, performing four so- reer trouble, while also becoming a grand- who compiled the entire script from Bald-
natas and two rondos (in D Major, K. 485, and in
A Minor, K. 511). Nov. 12 at 8. (Lexington Ave. at mother. Jackie (Dec. 2), Pablo Larrans wins writings.
92nd St. 212-415-5500.) docudrama about Jackie Kennedy (Natalie Richard Brody
At the Joyce, the Lucinda Childs Dance Company presents Pastime, Childss rst piece, from 1963.
maddening, and, if the mood is right, innovator with a big, generous heart. The
transcendent. show, driven by Toshi Reagons soulful
Childs was part of a movement away blues improvisations (performed live,
from the emotionalism and moral rec- onstage), is a celebration of tap as a com-
titude of modern dance. But the impulse munal experience, a vehicle for virtuos-
to speak truth through dance is still with ity, and an expression of joy.
us, as evinced by Kyle Abrahams new Marina Harss
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DANCE
Plexus Jonah Bokaer / Rules of the Game nikov Arts Center, 450 W. 37th St. 866-811-4111.
For Plexus, the French director Aurlien Bory The choreographic works of the prolific Jonah Nov. 10-12.)
imprisons the Japanese dancer Kaori Ito in a cage Bokaerprecise and probing intellectual exer-
made of thousands of cables. Within this web, cises that are sometimes short on dramahave Natalia Osipova & Artists
Ito floats and flails like a spiders prey. She and often unfolded amid the elegantly eccentric vi- Like Wendy Whelan, the Russian ballerina Na-
the exquisite lighting keep the optical illusions sual design of Daniel Arsham. Thats true of talia Osipova is a restless creature, probing the
coming, stunning images with little expressive the three pieces on this program, all New York limits of classical ballet. This triple bill of com-
purpose. (BAM Harvey Theatre, 651 Fulton St., premires, including Recess, a duet for the missioned works is her second independent proj-
Brooklyn. 718-636-4100. Nov. 9-13.) choreographer (whos an outstanding mover) ect to come to New York. Her partner is Sergei
and a giant roll of paper, and Why Patterns, Polunin, ballets current enfant terrible, who, a
Kate Weare Company / Marksman in which the dancers are assailed by a shower few years back, walked away from a career at the
Weare excels in the depiction of intimate encoun- of Ping-Pong balls. The principal intrigue of Royal Ballet to pursue his dream of becoming
tersforceful, unabashedly sensual negotiations Rules of the Game lies in its score by the a movie star. This program includes works by
that can resemble wrestling matches or martial- pop star Pharrell Williams. Bokaers choreog- Arthur Pita, Russell Maliphant, and Sidi Larbi
arts battles. Her women are not to be trifled with; raphy, sculptural with much stillness, strug- Cherkaoui. The most curious may be Pitas pe-
theyre as strong as the men and give as good as gles to not be swamped by Arshams explosive riod piece Run Mary Run, in which the two
they get. Weares most recent work, Marksman, video projections. (BAM Howard Gilman Opera dancers play a young couple experiencing love,
is inspired in part by Eugen Herrigels 1948 trea- House, 30 Lafayette Ave., Brooklyn. 718-636-4100. drugs, and heartbreak, all to the sixties pop of
tise, Zen in the Art of Archery, a meditation on Nov. 10-12.) the Shangri-Las. (City Center, 131 W. 55th St. 212-
the effortlessness and focus achieved through in- 581-1212. Nov. 10-12.)
tense physical practice. (Joyce Theatre, 175 Eighth Liz Gerring Dance Company
Ave., at 19th St. 212-242-0800. Nov. 9-13.) Having made some of the most compelling Works & Process / Jodi Melnick
pure-dance choreography of recent years, At Danspace Project last year, the writer Claudia
Sam Kim at once abstract and athletic, Gerring turns La Rocco allied separate kingdoms of the dance
Kim, a smart choreographer lately preoccupied in the direction of content with (T)here to world by playing matchmaker, pairing up New
with strange interpersonal dynamics among (T)here, part of Lincoln Centers White Light York City Ballet stars with downtown luminaries.
women, is not a fan of long solos. She considers Festival. Overlapping solos by two principal One of those luminaries, Jodi Melnick, has kept
them repulsively narcissistic. And so her new dancers (the electric and unaffected Brandon up the experiment. Her choreography for New
investigation of the solo form, Fear in Porce- Collwes and Claire Westby) suggest the spi- York City Ballets Sara Mearns, Jared Angle, and
lain, aims to erase the ego rather than to repre- ralling intimacy of a relationship over time. Gretchen Smith pushes their focus more inward
sent or reify it. Also, she isnt alone: three other Its the ghost of a love story amid text-based than usual. Here the dancing, accompanied by
female dancers join her onstage. (The Chocolate projections by Kay Rosen, a score by Michael J. live harpsichord and violin, is intertwined with a
Factory, 5-49 49th Ave., Long Island City. 866-811- Schumacher, and the framing of four other discussion led by La Rocco. (Guggenheim Museum,
4111. Nov. 9-12. Through Nov. 19.) dancers, including the choreographer. (Barysh- Fifth Ave. at 89th St. 212-423-3575. Nov. 13-14.)
Georgia OKeeffe: Living Modern, part of the Brooklyn Museums ten-show series, A Year of Yes.
Granted, he gave the L.A. band Black her radical oral imagery embodies
Flag its name and designed its iconic the feminine principle. Photographs
four-bar logo, but the subjects of Petti- of the artist by Alfred Stieglitz, Ansel
bons text-and-image works cast a wide Adams, Cecil Beaton, Annie Leibovitz,
net of references, from baseball to Lord and others are also on view. Opens
Byron, a line of whose poetry lends the March 3.
exhibition its title. Opens Feb. 8. Andrea K. Scott
Paul Pfeiffer
The 2015 bout between Floyd Mayweather and
Manny Pacquiaooverhyped as the fight of
the century, it was a flopappears here in
a large-format replay, but the cheering Las
Vegas crowd has fallen silent. All we hear is the
squeaking of the boxers boots and the sound of
gloved fists. An adjacent projection discloses
the audio source: Foley artists in a Bangkok
sound studio, synchronizing their own recorded
grunts and shuffles. Pfeiffers laborious video
continues his intriguing project of translating
sports into pure form, but the disclosure of pro-
cess dilutes its eerie appeal. Three smaller, bet-
ter video works depict boxing matches in which
one fighter has been digitally erased; the re-
maining pugilists faces turn to putty under in-
Cate Blanchett stars with Richard Roxburgh in The Present, based on Chekhovs untitled first play.
Coriolanus
Michael Sexton, directing this Red Bull The-
atre production of Shakespeares tragedy about
a Roman warrior with a fatal inability to adapt
his aggression to the purposes of politics, can be
a bit too eager to draw parallels with the current
political moment: his concept includes a Guy
Fawkes mask, the Fleetwood Mac song Dont
Stop, and a very particular style of red cap. For-
tunately, the parlor game isnt taken too far, and
this remains a vital and even invigorating stag-
ing of an infrequently mounted play. Dion John-
stone, as Coriolanus, can evoke all the anxiety
and exhilaration of a full battlefield with the
emotions that play across his face, and Patrick
Page, whose Menenius is conceived as a folksy
Southern establishment politician, is an alche-
mist with the language, rendering his every line
in rhythms that feel uncannily contemporary and
American. (Barrow Street Theatre, 27 Barrow St.
212-352-3101.)
Falsettos
This 1992 musical, directed by James Lapine (he
co-wrote the show with William Finn), begins in
1979: Marvin (Christian Borle) is leaving Trina
(Stephanie J. Block), with whom he has a son,
Jason (Anthony Rosenthal), because hes gay, and
in love with Whizzer (the always attractive An-
drew Rannells). Trina goes to a shrink named
Mendel (Brandon Uranowitz) and eventually
marries him. The second part of the show is set
in 1981; Marvin and Whizzer broke up, but are
now back together, still family, of a sort. When
Whizzer contracts AIDS and lies dying, Trina,
Mendel, and Jason realize that theyre part of the
family, too. Finn and Lapine use Jewish jokes,
AIDS, and so on to rope in a particular audience,
which is then held captive to their seemingly
endless array of self-referential songs and weak
Strand Bookstore
In addition to shooting iconic celebrity por-
traits for the covers of magazines such as Rolling
Stone, Mark Seliger has spent time photograph-
ing the locals of Christopher Street, document-
ing a community that has been pivotal in the
emerging trans movement. After publishing a
photo-essay of his work in this magazine, in Au-
gust, Seliger released On Christopher Street:
Transgender Stories, a photography book that
collects stories and anecdotes from his subjects.
Here he talks with its co-creator, the trans-rights
activist Janet Mock. (828 Broadway. 212-473-
1452. Nov. 10 at 7.)
Pioneer Works
Richard Dawkins, the genetic biologist, devout
atheist, and career provocateur, has held consis-
tent views on evolution and organized religion
across a nearly five-decade career, once describ-
ing American biologists as being in a state of war
with creationism. His books and speeches draw the
ire of not only those who oppose his reports but
also those who feel that his pointed tactics skew
the functions of informed research and debate al-
together: a recent study of British scientists con-
ILLUSTRATION BY PABLO AMARGO
TABLES FOR TWO private dinner party, but it almost is. The
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Take Root echoes of the same joke around the room
are a small price to pay for witnessing a
187 Sackett St., Brooklyn
rened British woman at an adjacent
(347-227-7116)
table exclaim, Waoohh!
The air is that no temperature of per- And then theres the bread. The bread!
fect fall, Anna Hieronimus says, leaving A thick slice of homemade brioche, warm,
the breeze to blow through the open with a shiny crust and a pillowy, egg-sweet
The Owl Farm
front door even after the last of her twelve interior. Its served with whipped brown 297 9th St., Brooklyn (718-499-4988)
guests has arrived. The room is a Kinfolk butter. The room really settles. You can
On a recent Saturday afternoon, Abe walked into
dream space: stark white, with white orbs feel it, Elise later says, and it does, like the Owl Farm, naked from the waist down. He had
for light xtures and giant cacti in the when the lights are turned down in a recently retired from professional racing in Florida,
window. Elise Kornack, the chef and plane cabin. Youre in for the night. and the bars regulars knew him well. Women and
men both gravitated toward him. Some patted him
Annas wife, takes a swig of beer in the Then kohlrabi, crisp and lunar, layered on the head; others gave him a good scratch behind
PHOTOGRAPH BY FRANCES F. DENNY FOR THE NEW YORKER; ILLUSTRATION BY JOOST SWARTE
kitchen. Welcome to Take Root, a living- with basilan Agnes Martin-worthy the ears. What is he? a newcomer asked. Abes
room-size Michelin-starred restaurant meditation on green. Lobster-and- companion replied, A greyhound. At this Park
Slope mainstay, man and canine peacefully co-
in Carroll Gardens, open three nights a cranberry-bean stew is followed by cur- existat least while the place isnt too busy, until
week, which still, four years after opening, ried lamb and a cheese plate. Conversa- around 6 P.M. The Owl Farm takes its name from
is a two-person operation. tion turns to the pros and cons of Hunter S. Thompsons Colorado ranch, where the
great eccentric once dynamited a station wagon,
In most hands, a tasting menu is an Saugerties versus Hudson and pig- and later arranged to have his own ashes fired out
ego-driven exercise in commanding at- slaughter parties. Its frozen apple pie of a cannon. In tribute to Thompson, the bar com-
tention. At Take Root, its like being for pre-dessert, and, nally, a coee bines rustic chic with artful dilapidation: a fire-
place, repurposed church pews, walls that appear
looked after when youre sick. Four parfait with black walnuts, starring Con- bullet-pocked. Wherever you go, scarecrow owl
courses come out in quick succession. cord grapes that were grown by a neigh- decoys solemnly watch over you from the shelves
Cored Asian pears, stued with chicken- bor a few blocks away. Over at the Brit- above. That afternoon, a local with a bearish frame
took a slow pull of bourbon and wistfully surveyed
liver pt; onion tea as rich as French ish table, glasses of sherry arrive; someone the eclectic menu of rare brews and ciders. Im on
onion soup; beets over hickoried egg yolk says, Smells like something thatll get a no-sugar, no-yeast diet, he told the barkeep.
with husk cherries, reminiscent of a walk me in trouble! You stumble out of the Except whiskey, he said, before surreptitiously
sampling all four items in his companions beer
in the woodsall stems and smoke and restaurant, the blow of the tab softened flight. The grub offerings are meagre, but if youre
crunch. Elise brings out a brown paper by the parting gift of a glossy chocolate hungry you can order the Cuve Alex le Rouge, a
bag cradling two rough black jewels. I tart, and glance down at the menu theyve heavy imperial stout brewed with vanilla, Sarawak
black pepper, and Russian tea. For the gluten-free,
remember the rst time I saw a whole given as a souvenir. The abbreviated de- theres the Art+Science Wild Perry, made with
true, and I wanted to give you the same scriptions make as much sense as foraged Oregon pears. Its hard to say what Thomp-
experience, she says, and winks. Just scrawled notes about a dream, and that son would have thought of all this, but theres a
hint in a sign that still hangs at the original Owl
kidding. Squid-and-potato croquettes, feels just right. (Tasting menu $125.) Farm: It never got weird enough for me.
with a shit ton of true. Its not your Becky Cooper David Kortava
COMMENT
ANOTHER ROUND
though, the campaign has taken an even The leaks are unclear on this point.) For
more bizarre turn, from the personal to months, crowds at Trumps rallies have
the prosecutorial. greeted mention of Clintons name with
Eleven days before the election, James shouts of Lock her up! The F.B.I. direc-
Comey, the director of the F.B.I., wrote tor told them to keep hope alive.
a letter to congressional leaders report- In a broader sense, Comeys letter
ing that there were new developments in reected an evolution of the campaign
the investigation of Clintons e-mail prac- and, indeed, of the political moment. Bill
THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016 31
Clintons Presidency was dened, for the most part, by crim- man of the House Homeland Security Committee, put it,
inal and congressional investigations. The subjects of those Assuming she wins and the investigation comes forward, and
probes sound like entries in a nineteen-nineties time capsule: it looks like an indictment is pending, at that point in time,
Whitewater, Filegate, Travelgate, the suicide of Vincent Fos- under the Constitution, the House of Representatives would
ter, and, ultimately, Monica Lewinsky. It was clear from the engage in an impeachment trial. Among Hillary Clintons
beginning that these investigations were rooted less in fact-nd- pursuers, no one seems to remember, or care, that voters in
ing than in score-settling, or, more precisely, in weakening or her husbands day by and large disdained the investigatory ap-
even destroying Clintons Presidency. The Republicans suc- proach to politics, preferring that their representatives try to
ceeded in staging the second Presidential impeachment in address the actual problems in peoples lives.
American history, but Clinton had a lofty approval rating It may be that Republicans spent so much time in pursuit
when his term ended. During the Presidency of Barack Obama, of Bill Clintons scalp because things were mostly going well
Republicans seemed generally to recognize the failure of the otherwise. The economy boomed, and the nation was at peace.
investigatory obsession with his Democratic predecessor. Their So Congress took a vacation from its responsibilities to inves-
most successful attacks on Obama were policy-related, on tigate a decade-old Arkansas land deal in which the Clintons
issues like health care, slow economic growth, and the end- lost money. (Trivia bus will recognize this as Whitewater.)
less carnage in Syria. But real dangers abound in the unstable world of today. The
But, with the candidacy of Hillary Clinton, the nineties economy is only tenuously prosperous. And a warming planet,
came back. Trumps speeches about Crooked Hillary dwell notwithstanding the lack of interest among debate modera-
far more on her purported crimes than on any policy solu- tors, threatens apocalyptic change. A politics based on pur-
tions that he might put forth as President. He has vowed to suit and accusation, rather than on reason and compromise,
appoint a special prosecutor to indict, try, and convict his op- will address none of these problems. And the prospect of four
ponent. Congressional Republicans have added their own years of governance that resemble the last days of this cam-
ourish, promising an impeachment investigation soon after paign is one that would drive anyone to drink.
her inauguration, if one occurs. As Michael McCaul, the chair- Jerey Toobin
ABOUT FACE who, at Fox, used to scribble on a chalk- Beck went on, Whats most tragic
BAD GUYS board while launching into conspira- about this is us. We have, as a culture,
torial rants about looming Weimar- embraced the bad guys. I love Tony
esque hyperination, Barack Obamas Soprano. But, when a Tony Soprano
ties to radicals with population-cleans- shows up in your life, you dont love
ing schemes, and a Marxist-Islamist him so much.
cabal itching to take over America. He Weve made everything into a game
once described Clinton as a stereo- show, he said, and now were reaping
with other words: Lexus evokes luxurious; Viagra conjures vi- close to Trump. But as a name for a digital company Tronc
rility and vitality. Bad names bring the wrong associations to is a mismatch in the Edsel league. Tribune would have been
consumers minds. In the nineteen-eighties, United Airlines better o going with Intelligent Bullet.
tried to turn itself into a diversied travel company called James Surowiecki
M
ommy and Daddy: mediately closed the door and apolo it. I can still come to your house and
This just isnt working out. gized profusely. You accepted me during expect all my favorite foods to be in
I feel like our relationship is stiing the brief time I wore a cape and wanted the fridge. I can still take any of your
me creatively and personally. Ive dis to be called The Great Ba Di Di, Prince clothing, makeup, nice lotions, or valu
covered this with the help of the expen of Toilets. able jewelry without asking for it or
sive weekly therapy that you pay for. And then the honeymoon period telling you that Ive taken it, causing
Youre probably wondering why I ended. Its hard to pin down how these you to worry more than usual that youre
havent texted you for two days seeking things changeoften they happen in starting to lose your mind. I can still
reassurance that its O.K. to ask my unnoticeable shifts. Was it when I turned text you late at night, tipsy, alone in a
roommate to help clean her cats vomit eighteen, left your house, and began col cab: Hey. I think about you every day.
o the oor, or that I will be the richest lege? Was it when I graduated from col And of courseit goes without say
and most famous writer ever, and you lege and moved to New York City? Was ingI will always come into your bed
will mail one of your copies of the 1998 it when I was approaching thirty and early on Saturday morning, jump up
Northwestern Childrens Literary Review got engaged to someone else? I dont and down, hit you and myself with pil
to anyone who thinks otherwise. know. Youve probably felt it, too. lows until I collapse, exhausted, and
It really wasnt anything you did. Of course Im sad. Of course it hurts. need to be carried downstairs for car
Weve had some wonderful times to I know nothing will ever be like what toonwatching. And I will always have
gether. Youve changed my diaper on we hadnothing could ever compare, a lot of specic questions about San
the side of the highway, explaining your you must know that. My anc has a tas life.
self to a state trooper while holding a job. Hes not going to walk past Paxon And who knows? Maybe one day
container of baby wipes in one hand Elementary every day at recess to make well see each other across a room oer
and a full diaper in the other. After I sure I havent taken o my orthopedic ing bingo, crowded with metal walk
had my rst ballet recital, you oered back brace and hidden it. He will be ers and freestanding breathing ma
vaguely supportive comments without confused if I pretend not to know him chines, and youll say, Cora, we never
explicitly lying. You let me wear my rst at the pizza place when a group of cool thought wed see the day . . . And I
twopiece tankini bathing suit under teens walks in. He will be less forgiv will say, I did. Oh, I did. And when
my clothes for several days before sug ing if I accidentally hook his eyebrow I winwhich you may have allowed
gesting that we wash it. You let me eat with a crazy wide cast while we are to happen, just like old timesand Im
ANTONY HUCHETTE
PopTarts, but never PopTarts with shing. He wont take me to McDon standing, shouting, Bingo!, and danc
frosting. When you walked in on me alds as a reward for going to church. ing, waving my board in victory, you
rubbing myself against the Ashton He doesnt go to church. He doesnt will stare at me with tearful smiles and
Kutcher shrine in my bedroom, you im eat McDonalds. say, You make us so proud.
THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016 43
FPO
A FAILING STATE
Food shortages in a land of plenty.
BY WILLIAM FINNEGAN
sometimes break out. Rice, pasta, sugar, cooking oil, bread, coee. We produce these things. Or used to. Now they all require lines.
PHOTOGRAPH BY OSCAR B. CASTILLO
T
he medical student told me Three weeks earlier, he had been am- bullet out if we can. But, either way,
to use his name. He said he bushed on his motorbike and shot three the wounds need to be drained.
didnt care. Maduro is a don- times, in the chest and the left arm. Were the police investigating the
key, he said. An asshole. He meant They were going to shoot me again, robbery?
Nicols Maduro, the President of Ven- but one of the malandrosbad guys Nestor looked down. The navet
ezuela. We were passing through the said I was already dead. They took of the question left it beneath reply.
wards of a large public hospital in Va- my motorbike. Nestor spoke slowly, Venezuela has, by various measures, the
lencia, a city of roughly a million peo- his voice uninected. His skin was worlds highest violent-crime rate. Less
ple, a hundred miles west of Caracas. waxy. The wounds to his arm and chest than two per cent of reported crimes
The hallways were dim and stiing, were uncovered, half healed, dark with are prosecuted.
thick with a frightening stench. Some dried blood. There was a saline drip We had to go, the medical student
were full of patients waiting silently in in his right arm and, at the foot of his said. Grace and Nestor thanked us,
long lines outside exam rooms. Oth- bed, an improvised contraption, made though we had done nothing for them.
ers were dark and deserted, with the from twine and an old one-litre plas- The medical student was worried about
overhead lighting ripped out. The med- tic bottle, whose purpose I couldnt what he called spies. He had smug-
ical student, lithe and light-haired, kept gure out. gled me into the hospital through a
us moving, peering through swinging Did the hospital provide the saline? broken back door. The regular entrances
doors, conferring with colleagues in No. Grace brought it. She also to the hospital were all manned by uni-
blue scrubs. brought food, water, and, when she formed personnel with riesNational
We ducked into a room stued with could nd them, bandages, pain med- Guard, mostly, but also police, both
rusted bed frames and dirty plastic bar- ication, antibiotics. These things were local and national, and other, less iden-
rels, where in a corner a thin young available only on the black market, at tiable militia. Hospitals in Caracas
man was propped on a bed without high prices, and Graces job, in a ware- were even more tightly secured. Why
sheets. He watched us weakly. A young house, paid less than a dollar a day. were hospitals so heavily guarded? No-
woman in a pink T-shirt stood beside The hospital doesnt even give body threatened to invade them. The
him, rigid with surprise. The medical water, the medical student said. He guards had orders, it was said, to keep
student gently asked if they would an- was watching the hallway. He studied out journalists. Exposs had embar-
swer my questions. The young man Nestor briey. The lungs ll with liq- rassed the government.
nodded. His name was Nestor. He was uid after someone is shot in the tho- Most of the elevators were out of
twenty-one. This was his wife, Grace. rax, he told me. We usually take the order, so we took the stairs. At night,
the medical student said, these stair-
wells were dangerousunlit and
prowled by muggers. But how could
muggers get past the guards? They
work together, he said. They share.
He took me down a grimy corridor
to a heavy door, which he cracked
open. Beyond it, I could see a gleam-
ing, brightly lit hallway with freshly
painted light-blue walls and a pol-
ished white tile oor. This is the area
they show visitors, he whispered. He
peered at me to make sure I under-
stood. Got it: Potemkin General. We
hurried away.
I was introduced to a surgeon, who
took me outside to speak. We stood
under a tin roof, near piles of garbage
and a deserted loading dock. The sur-
geon was bearded, heavyset, nervous.
He looked exhausted. He did not want
me to know his name, let alone use it.
We have no basic trauma tools, he
said. Sutures, gloves, pins, plates. He
ran down a list of unavailable medi-
cations, including ciprooxacin, an
all-purpose antibiotic, and clindamy-
cin, a cheap antibiotic. The doctors
lost surgical patients because they had
no adrenaline. They could still do some survive. He asked the man, whose she was out here. She was looking
types of blood tests, but they could no name was Jos, about blood tests. after her mother, who was in the hos-
longer test for hepatitis or H.I.V./AIDS. Jos said that he had raised the forty pital. The young woman taught pri-
The electricity supply was a problem. dollars for the tests, partly by beg- mary school, and her students came
At one stage, the operating room had ging on buses, after losing his job. to school hungry, and she had some
been closed for a week. The waiting list Now he needed money for medicines, choice things to say about President
for surgery was now three months. In none of which the pharmacies had in Maduro. Use my name, she said. She
Maracaibo, a major city farther west, stock. We must buy from the maa, wasnt afraid. But I didnt want to
surgeons had been reduced to operat- he said. He meant the black market, put more than her rst name in my
ing by cell-phone ashlight. but not just the ubiquitous notes. If guards or the col
The surgeon headed back inside. proteers known as bacha ectivos saw my notebooks,
Doctors had been red, I knew, for queros. The medical stu- they might be seized.
talking to reporters, even for simply dent understood. Some of
T defended is usually
ling complaints about hospital con- the security forces that he revolution being
ditions. The government did not want were deployed, or self-
to know. There were private clinics to deployed, to the hospital known, in Venezuela, as
which high ocials and Venezuelans were in the medical-supply Chavismo, for its chief pro-
with dollars took themselves and business. tagonist, Hugo Chvez,
their families. Those who could went The overstaed en- who was the countrys Pres-
abroad. trancesall the military ident from 1999 until his
Ive seen public hospitals in Chile and police uniforms and repower death, in 2013. For decades, the coun-
and Argentina, the medical student began to make more sense. Cops and try had been ruled by two centrist par-
said. Theyre clean, ne, ecient, like soldiers, militares, were notoriously ties that took turns winning elections
they used to be here. Were going back- underpaid. There was money to be but were increasingly out of touch with
ward. All because of this government! made here. We talked to other fami- voters. A move to impose scal auster-
Public health in Venezuela is, in fact, lies camped on the walkway, and on ity was rejected, in 1989, with a mass
getting rapidly worse. In 1961, Vene- concrete benches under an awning revolt and countrywide lootinga par-
zuela was the rst country declared free closer to the hospital buildings. Some oxysm known as the Caracazowhich
of malaria. Now its robust malaria- people were surprisingly outspoken. was put down by the Army at a cost of
prevention program has collapsed, and They denounced the prices charged hundreds, perhaps thousands, of lives.
there are more than a hundred thou- for examinations (in a system of sup- Chvez was an Army lieutenant colo-
sand cases of malaria yearly. Other dis- posedly free health care), the corrup- nel, from a humble backgroundhis
eases and ailments long vanquished tion, the intimidation, the outrageous parents were village schoolteachers. He
have also returnedmalnutrition, diph- prices for sterile gauze, saline, food crashed the national stage in 1992, by
theria, plague. The government releases (when there was food), and medica- leading a military-coup attempt. The
few statistics, but it is estimated that tions. Some militares had the nerve to coup failed, and Chvez went to jail,
one out of every three patients admit- accuse the families of proteering, and but his televised declarations of noble
ted to a public hospital today dies there. to seize their hard-won supplies when intent caught the imaginations of many
State mental hospitals, lacking both they tried to enter the hospital. These Venezuelans. He oered a charismatic
food and medications, have been re- were items that, often, they had bought alternative to the corrupt, sclerotic sta-
duced to putting emaciated, untreated from other militares, who had looted tus quo. After his release, he headed a
patients out on the streets. them from pharmacies, or from ship- small leftist party and easily won the
We circled the hospital grounds, fol- ments meant for hospitals. The worst Presidency.
lowing a tin-roofed walkway. It was a actors were the colectivos, gangs of bar- He soon rewrote the constitution,
dim, greasy day, raining lightly. We rio toughs armed by the government concentrating power in the executive.
came upon a long, narrow encamp- and deputized as defenders of the Like his hero, Simn Bolvar, the Ven-
ment: families who had strung ham- revolution. Their main activity, as ezuelan leader who drove the Spanish
mocks between the posts of the walk- runaway ination and food rationing out of South America, he had regional
way or laid mattresses on the concrete, gripped the country, was shaking down ambitions. He used Venezuelas oil
out of the rain. There were bags, bas- and monitoring their neighborhoods, wealth, which is vast, to help cement
kets, baby strollers. People seemed to but they found opportunities around a close alliance with Cuba and then
be camped long term. hospitals and seemingly answered to with a number of other neighbors in
A dark-skinned man in a hammock no one. (Some colectivos could trace South America, Central America, and
said that he had been there for three their descent to urban guerrillas from the Caribbean, creating a strategic and
months. His four-year-old son was in the sixties who had never disarmed.) economic bloc to counter the traditional
the hospital with a low blood-platelet A young woman in a wheelchair hegemony of the United States.
count. Viral infection, the medical had been shot in the leg in a robbery, Chvez was a telegenic populist with
student told me. Maybe Zika, or den- and was unable to get the pain re- a gift for electioneering. He mesmer-
gue. If he gets the right meds, hell liever she needed. But that wasnt why ized the country with his Sunday TV
THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016 51
show, Hello, President!, on which he constituencies went into overdrive. Caracazo. We rst heard of Chvez
railed for hours on end against his op- Chvez won nearly every important in 1992, when he attempted the coup,
ponents, particularly the countrys tra- election held over fteen years, includ- she said. My husband and I started
ditional business lites and imperialist ing the recall eort. studying his words. From jail, he was
Washington, told jokes and stories, Nicols Maduro, a onetime bus sending out strategic lines, about Ven-
sang, extolled the achievements of his driver and Chvezs Vice-President, ezuelas whole situationhistorical,
Bolivarian Revolution, and issued de- lacks the magic voter touch. He economic, national, international. It
crees, some of them consequential squeaked into oce in a special elec- was a complete analysis, from 1811, more
the expropriation of a factory, the con- tion held in April, 2013, six weeks than twenty constitutions. He was very
signment of ten military battalions to after Chvez died. Maduro has a mys- wise. And we were convinced: This is
the Colombian border. He even took tical streak, and has told the nation the man. He was a campesino, very
to TV to order the jailing of a judge that a little bird speaks to him, bring- simple. Everybody would be equal. We
who had released a hated enemy. (In ing news of Chvez from the after- started working for his release.
the case of the judge, the enemy was a life. He calls himself the son of For the poor, everything got better
banker who had been in jail awaiting Chvez, and he and his government under the revolution, Ruiz said. Health
trial for three years, which was longer justify, at least to their fellow-chavistas, care, education, housing, transporta-
than the law allowed, and the judge much of what they do by insisting tion: Many shacks in El Calvario got
herself then spent three and a half years that it represents the will of the late new roofs. My mother, who always had
in jailwhere her lawyer says she was leader. In parliamentary elections in the intelligence, nally learned to read,
rapedand under house arrest. Al- December, 2015, antichavista parties in her seventies. In 2005, Ruiz became
though she has never been tried, she won two-thirds of the seats in the Na- a member of the communal assem-
is still forbidden to speak to the press tional Assembly. From that base, an blya neighborhood council meant to
or leave Venezuela.) opposition alliance has been demand- counter the power of mayors. She de-
Chvez propped up the Cuban ing a referendum to recall Maduro, scribed herself, smiling shyly, as a sol-
economy with cheap oil, and in return whose poll numbers have dropped dier of the revolution. She went to
the Cubans sent thousands of doctors, steadily. The Maduro government is work for the ministry of culture and
to help start a network of health clin- stalling, throwing up procedural road- began to study, among other things,
ics. After Chvez barely survived a blocks through institutions it still con- local history. She was carrying two bags
2002 coup attempt, the Cubans also trols, notably the Supreme Court and lled with books and papers, and told
sent teams of military and intelligence the National Election Commission. me that she was writing a history of
advisers who taught their Venezuelan If a vote is held, Maduro will very El Hatillo. Her family had lived here
counterparts how to surveil and dis- likely lose. for eight generations, and I really want
rupt the political opposition Cu- to document the history of the place.
afternoon and the old plaza, which is Dear Diary: So I texted Julie and I told her that just because Im
planted with venerable shade trees and hanging out with Linda a lot it doesnt mean Im not her friend
surrounded by small, brightly painted, anymore and she said she knows that but she just feels weird because
tile-roofed houses and a pink and white she thinks that Linda doesnt like her and because she thinks Linda
colonial-era church, was packed with
and I have more in common, so I told her to stop worrying about what
families. I had just found a seat on a
bench when a gunght broke out, pop Linda thinks and she said fine but I could tell she was upset so I talked
pop pop. People started running, to Linda about it and she said she does like Julie and was trying really
screaming, snatching up kids. I ran hard to be nice to her and when I told Julie what Linda had said she
with them, away from the gunre. said she felt bad because she had been saying a lot of mean things about
There were ten, fteen shots. I ended Linda. Anyway, I had a day off so I decided to go to the aquarium
up dodging into a pizzeria on a side
street just before the owner slammed
the door shut. People were shouting,
whimpering, praying.
This never happens here, a pizze- in mouth. Then the cops rushed a black ne. It was an unusual, almost corny
ria worker told me. I must have looked man standing next to me who was tak- vignette: bad guys pick the wrong dude
skeptical. Secuestro, s, he said. Kid- ing a photograph with his phone. They to mug, get blown away.
napping, yes. Thats what happens in bundled him into a van. Did they think But that wasnt right. As I learned
El Hatillo. he was press? A maa sta photogra- afterward, in a caf overlooking the crime
The shoot-out had taken place across pher? As I pieced the story together, scene, the muggers knew that their tar-
the plaza, near the entrance to a mod- their jumpiness became more under- get was a cop. They often attacked po-
ern shopping mall. By the time I got standable. The gunre had started when lice ocers, hoping to steal their weap-
there, the municipal police had control two malandros on a motorbike had tried ons. Robbing, disarming, even killing a
of the scene. The casualties were one to rob an o-duty policeman. The copthese were highly regarded feats
killed, one wounded, according to a by- ocer turned out to have a pistol in in criminal circles. It was one of the
stander. There were cars parked at odd the waistband of his jeans. After a strug- many reasons that being a cop sucked.
angles with bullet holes through the gle, he had shot both assailants. Now A hipster bartender, tattooed and po-
windshields. The dead and the injured the ocer was sitting on the sidewalk, nytailed, said that the cafs patrons had
had been removed. But the police his back against a wall, his girlfriend hit the oor when the gunre erupted.
seemed jumpy. When I got too close, beside him, their shopping bags lined Once it stopped, though, people were
a young ocer in a black vest and a up on the curb. He had a scraped elbow, enraged. They wanted to go into the
green shirt lifted a shotgun, pointing and he quietly vomited in the gutter street and lynch the malandros.
the barrel at my chest. I retreated, heart once or twice. Otherwise, they seemed Looking around the caf, I found
THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016 53
that scenario impossible to picture. Chvez worshipped at the feet of Fidel, day. Its now late afternoon. She is still
People had returned to their meals, who would not tolerate one-tenth of several hundred yards from the super-
their WhatsApp chats, their conver- the disorder, street crime, and gun vi- markets door.
sations. I had read about an epidemic olence that plague Venezuela. To be Youre allowed to queue up for
of lynchings in Venezuela, seen the fair, crime was already rampant when price-controlled items only on certain
gory images of crowds beating accused Chvez came to power, and people days of the week, and those days are
thieves and rapists, even burning sus- hoped that, as a military man, he would determined by the last digit on your
pects alive. But surely those things hap- be able to rein in the malandros. But cdulayour national-identity card.
pened only in desperate shantytowns, Chvez showed little interest in law Several people show me their cdulas.
not in leafy, funky, elegant El Hatillo. enforcement. He even objected to the They all have numbers that end in 3
But I later looked online and found idea of a professional police force. That thats today. A woman with a parasol
images of men stripped, beaten, and would be a police of the bourgeois says that last week she waited from
left for dead in broad daylight by mobs state. Crime was a result of poverty, 8 A.M. to 5 P.M. and went home with
in Chacao, the upscale Caracas area inequality, and capitalism. Today, re- nothing. Today, shes hoping for our
where my hotel was. searchers estimate that the annual num- and toothpaste. A television repairman
The mayor of El Hatillo, David ber of homicides is as high as ninety says that he arrived at 3 A.M. but de-
Smolansky, said that violent crime per hundred thousand people. The cided that it was too dangerous at that
what everyone in Venezuela calls la in- government says it is only fty-eight hour and left. The National Guard
seguridadis deliberate policy. Its per hundred thousand. Whatever. In usually arrives around ve-thirty, and
part of the plan, he said. This anar- 1984, the number was between eight security improves after that. The store
chy. We were talking in the confer- and ten. opens at seven or seven-thirty. There
ence room of a small clinic, because it are often robberies in food lines
wasnt safe, that day, for the Mayor to
be in his oce. The government was A ward.
vanza, avanza. Forward, for-
An old woman picks up
Theyll even take your glasses, the
TV repairman saysand, of course,
jailing opposition leaders in advance her plastic chair. Another woman, ghts. Full-scale food riots break out
of a planned protest march, and Smo- Mar ibel Guzmn, hoists her bags. sometimes. Many supermarkets have
lansky had calculated, probably rightly, Everybody shues a few yards. Theyre been sacked. The National Guard can
that he might be next. He is a hulk- waiting on a food line for a super- itself be dangerous, though not in this
ing thirty-one-year-old, with a full beard market in the La Trinidad neighbor- neighborhood.
and watchful eyes. Impunity, he said, hood of Caracas. The supermarket is Venders sell orangeade, single cig-
made it dicult to ght crime even not in sight. Its around the corner, up arettes, and cheap Popsicles to the peo-
on the local level. In the rst seven a hill, around another corner, on a ple on line. A sallow bank clerk waits
months of the year, he said, his mu- dierent street. Guzmn is from Mona- with his dreadlocked sixteen-year-old
nicipal police had arrested a hundred gas, in eastern Venezuela. I came to son. I ask him about his work. Com-
and eleven suspects. Eighty-eight of Caracas to nd food, she says. She puter security, he says. His wife is a
them had been released without charges is forty-one. She left her family in hairdresser, now working out of their
by corrupt judges. The government Monagas and found a job here, in the apartment. She has started asking her
knows its probably going to need those clients to pay her with food. This is
gangs to maintain power. He had red their youngest child. The older ones
dozens of cops for corruption and mis- are still at home, too. Young people
behavior. A house robbery had been cant aord rent. I ask why. The clerk
caught on video surveillance. They studies me. He seems immensely tired
were able to positively identify six rob- and sad. Ination, he says. Lack of
bers. All six were cops, and not one of production. The government needs to
them was in jail today. invest. The factories in this area all
Smolansky was at least proud to closed. Chvez closed them in 2000.
say that kidnapping was down. Of Other people join in: Rice, pasta,
course, he admitted, he was talking capital, as a housekeeper. She has an sugar, cooking oil, bread, coee. We
only about reported kidnappings. Most agreement with her employershe produce these things. Or we used to.
were never reported; it was safer to try works an extra half day each week in Now they all require lines. Polar is
to settle them privately, with a nego- exchange for the day she needs to mentioned. Without Polar, there would
tiated ransom. La inseguridad, he said stand in la cola to buy food. Her fam- be no arepascorn cakes, the Vene-
gloomily, puts everybody in their ily back home depends on her: Last zuelan national dish.
houses by 6 or 7 P.M. Just like the dic- Wednesday, I got only toilet paper,
DESERT BLOOM
This year, the hidden vitality of Death Valley emerged in full ower.
BY ALEX ROSS
D
eath Valley, the majestically unprepared for the intensity of the pub- greet you as you went by, like bystand-
desolate national park on the lic response. The park usually receives ers cheering a paradeor, perhaps, like
eastern edge of California, is about a million visitors each year. In protesters silently resisting the incur-
a rain-shadow desert, meaning that March alone, more than two hundred sion of asphalt.
nearby mountain ranges drain mois- thousand people came through. No As the day went on, the landscape
ture from incoming weather systems mania in the bizarre history of Death was overrun by people. They moved
and stop rain from reaching the other Valleythe prospectors and swindlers through the elds in slow motion, their
side. Eighty miles to the west is the of the late nineteenth century; the play- legs extended at funny angles, their heads
Sierra Nevada range, the highest in the boy adventurers and car racers of the bent down. From a distance, they ap-
contiguous forty-eight states, rising to Jazz Age; the psychedelic goings on in peared to be playing Twister or per-
fourteen thousand ve hundred feet. the sixties and seventies, including a res- forming modern dance. Once I got o
Close by are the jagged Panamints, idency by the Manson familymatched the road, I understood why people were
which reach eleven thousand feet. Any the Superbloom invasion. contorting themselves. You did not want
system that can carry water across those In early March, when the bloom was to step on any of the brave little blooms
barriers is a freak occurrence. The dry- at its height, I drove from Los Angeles that were coming up in this unlikely
ness of the region is compounded by to Beatty, Nevada, northeast of the park, terrain: bone-dry sandy soil, cracked
the depression of the valley ooras and checked in at a Motel 6. This thing sheets of dried mud, patches of soil on
low as two hundred and eighty-two with the owers, its crazy, the man on the ledges of clis. The desert-ve-spot
feet below sea level. Whatever rain gets night duty said. The town cant han- ower looks up at you with a tiny, bright-
in tends to evaporate as it descends to dle it. Restaurants are running out of painted facepurple petals speckled
the sunken bottom. In summer, noth- food, having to get supplies from with red. All that color has a practical
ing stands in the way of extreme heat. Pahrump or Vegas. purpose: to seize the attention of hum-
In 1913, a weather observer reported a Just before sunrise, I drove into the mingbirds and other pollinators. But it
temperature of a hundred and thirty- park. As the mountaintops lit up, I was hard not to see it symbolically, as a
four degreesstill the ocial world thought of Willa Cathers description deant assertion of life in the face of
record. Some meteorologists doubt that of a desert morning: The world is death.
measurement, but even without it Death golden in an instant. I went through Such a conceit assumes that there
Valley would remain one of the hot- Daylight Pass, and the entire expanse is something inherently deadly about
test places on Earth. of Death Valley sprang into view: the Death Valley. The name was coined
The shadow lifted in October of last dark mountains, the white oor, the per- by gold-seekers who passed through
year, when several storms struck Death petual mirage of an ancient lake. Snow in 1849 and 1850. They had a dicult
Valley National Park, resulting in what capped the Panamints. Few places on time, and as the survivors escaped over
the U.S. Geological Survey called a the planet oer a more dramatic juxta- the Panamints one of them exclaimed,
thousand-year-ood event. At Scot- position of extremes: the climate ranges Goodbye, Death Valley! He probably
tys Castle, a Mission Revival villa that from desert to subarctic conditions. had the Biblical psalm in mind: Yea,
an eccentric millionaire built in the north The valley shimmered with myriad though I walk through the valley of the
of the park in the nineteen-twenties, points of color, as if Georges Seurat had shadow of death. Since then, macabre
three inches of rain fell in ve hours. touched up a Georgia OKeee. The nomenclature has been in vogue: the
The deluge tore up roads and carried dominant presence was desert gold, a Black Mountains, the Funeral Moun-
Dumpsters for miles. In a ashback to sunower that blossoms on a long, spin- tains, Con Canyon, Devils Golf
the Ice Age, when a lake lled the val- dly stem. Notch-leaved phacelia, in col- Course, Dantes View. The rst over-
ley, a shallow body of water covered the ors ranging from blue to lavender, were look on the drive in from Beatty is called
basin for several weeks. also common, along with the free- Hells Gate. Yet Death Valley is no more
Because of the rain, Death Valley ex- oating white blossoms known as gravel lethal than any other stretch of wilder-
perienced what came to be called the ghosts. Scarlet clusters of paintbrush ness. On average, there are one or two
Superbloom: cascades of wildowers spattered higher elevations. The ow- fatalities a year, mostly from car acci-
across thousands of acres. Park rangers ers were especially thick along the shoul- dents. Members of the Timbisha Sho-
had predicted an exceptional owering ders of the roads, since runo soaks the shone tribe, who have lived in the area
after the October storms, but they were ground on either side. They seemed to for hundreds of years, call the place
62 THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016
JIM MANGAN
In the spring, the valley shimmered with myriad points of color, as if Georges Seurat had touched up a Georgia OKeee.
THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016 63
Timbisha, after a red ochre that their historyis the result of its geology. It and juniper. The stratigraphy of the rock
ancestors used as body paint. For them, belongs to a region known as the Basin up there is well known: middle Paleo-
death became a looming presence only and Range, which passes between the zoic going into Proterozoic. The strange
when the rst white men arrived. Rockies and the Sierra Nevada. Here thing is that all those elementshe
In Death Valley, life does keep a low the earths crust is being pulled apart: turned back to the slope above usare
prole. Often, it is latent: seeds stay in in some areas, blocks have been shoved missing from the Black Mountains.They
the soil for years, waiting for a deluge upward, forming mountain outcrops, should be here, but they arent. The
to awaken them. Or it is hidden, as in and in others the blocks have fallen, provocative theory is that the Panamints
the isolated pockets of water where des- forming a basin. Hence the vertiginous, used to be on top of the Black Moun-
ert pupshsurvivors of two-mile drop from Tele- tains and then moved. He put his left
the Ice Age lakesdart scope Peak, the highest of hand on top of his right and slid it to
about. The feminist adven- the Panamints, to Badwa- one side, forming a cleft. I used to think
turer Edna Brush Perkins, ter Basin, the low point of it was a crazy idea, but Im liking it more
whose 1922 book The the valley. Earthquakes are and more.
White Heart of Mojave is frequent, and in the past few We drove across the ats, leaving a
among the best of the many thousand years there has plume of dust in our wake. On the
Death Valley travelogues, been volcanic activity in other side, we went up the Hanaupah
wrote, The desert mixes Ubehebe Crater, one of the Canyon road, a rocky trail that justied
up your ideas about what more unearthly features of the use of a jeep. In this area, Cowan
you call living and dying. the park. In geologic time, and a colleague, Paul Bodin, had con-
You see the dreadful, dead country liv- all this happened just the other day: the ducted an experiment designed to test
ing in beauty, and feel that the silence Death Valley that we see now did not for seismic activity along Death Val-
pressing around it is alive. begin to form until about three million leys faults. They deployed ten seis-
years ago. It has a raw, chaotic look, like mometers on the east side of the Pan-
MAGNUM
to her bathroom, her closet, her terrace. channels still on the air were saying move in with him and his family, tell-
Every morning, in his room, Saeed did that the war was going well, but the ing her that he could explain things
much the same. All their doors remained international ones were saying that it to his parents, and she could have his
simple doors, on-o switches in the ow was going badly indeed, adding to an room, and he would sleep in the sit-
between two adjacent places, binarily ei- unprecedented ow of migrants hit- ting room, and they would not have
ther open or closed, but each door, re- ting the rich countries, which were to marry, they would only, out of re-
garded thus with a twinge of irrational building walls and fences and strength- spect for his parents, have to remain
possibility, became partially animate as ening their borders, but seemingly to chaste in the house, and it would be
well, an object with a subtle power to unsatisfactory eect. The militants had safer for her, for this was no time for
mockto mock the desires of those who their own pirate radio station, featur- anyone to be alone. He had not added
desired to go far away, whispering silently ing an announcer with a deep and un- that it was especially unsafe for a
from its doorframe that such dreams were nervingly sexy voice, who spoke slowly woman to be alone, but she knew both
the dreams of fools. and deliberately, and claimed in a de- that he thought it and that it was true,
celerated but almost raplike cadence even as she parried his suggestion. He
Which came first memory or forgiveness. Was the story half-empty or half-full.
Which came first prohibition or womens surage.
Coee or tea. What feels better pity or anger.
What scares you more life or death.
What came first yes or no. What describes you best, the steam in the engine or a
What comes first silver or gold. penny on the tracks.
Porcelain or silk. What were you thinking, a whimper or a bang.
Pen or paper. What would you choose, a sandwich or a phone call.
What did you expect, a question or an answer.
What came first Kyoto or Dresden. A piano or a clock.
What came first the renaissance or the reformation. Take all the time you want.
What would you rather be a rabbit or a duck. Elizabeth Willis
city where the risks facing a young that night to oer what comfort and exploded with an awesome power that
woman living independently could be help she could, and did not spend an- brought to mind the might of nature
thought of as manageable, and, equally other night in her own apartment. itself. Saeed was grateful for Nadias
important, she worried for Saeed each Nadia slept in what had been Saeeds presence, for the way in which she al-
time he drove over to see her and then room, on a pile of carpets and blan- tered the silences that descended on
again when he returned home. But she kets on the oor, having refused Saeeds the apartment, not necessarily lling
might have waited much longer had fathers oer to give up his bed, and them with words but making them
Saeeds mother not been killed, a stray Saeed slept on a similar, though thin- less bleak in their muteness. And he
heavy-calibre round passing through ner, pile in the sitting room, and Saeeds was grateful, too, for her eect on his
the windshield of her car and taking father slept by himself in his bedroom, father, whose politeness, when he re-
with it a quarter of her head, not while a room where he had slept for most called that he was in the company of
she was driving, for she had not driven of his life, though he could not recall a young woman, would jar him from
in months, but while she was check- the last instance he had slept alone, what otherwise were interminable rev-
ing inside for an earring she thought and for this reason the room was no eries and would bring his attention
she had misplaced, and Nadia, seeing longer completely familiar to him. back for a while to the here and now.
the state that Saeed and Saeeds fa- Saeeds neighborhood had fallen to Saeed wished that Nadia had been
ther were in when she came to their the militants and small-scale ghting able to meet his mother, and his mother
apartment for the rst time, on the had diminished in the area, but large able to meet her.
day of the funeral, stayed with them bombs still dropped from the sky and Sometimes, when Saeeds father
THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016 73
fact that unmarried lovers such as they
were now being made examples of and
punished by death created a semi-ter-
ried urgency and edge to each cou-
pling that sometimes bordered on a
strange sort of ecstasy.
TALK TO THEM
Denis Villeneuves Arrival.
BY ANTHONY LANE
The director of Arrival is Denis glimpses of them, as granular smudges drift in a hazy medium. Their gestures
Villeneuve, who is both a brooder and on a TV screen, but now we are blessed are nicely poised between a writhe and
a tease. Anyone who saw Prisoners with a prime example, on a beautiful a waltz, and, for particular emphasis,
(2013), Enemy (2014), or Sicario day. Behold the great mass of the thing, they like to hit the wall with a scary
(2015) will know how sparing he can standing prouder than a neolithic stone, splat. To Louises innite satisfaction,
78 THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016
Amy Adams plays a linguist tasked with translating messages from alien visitorsand determining what they seek.
ILLUSTRATION
BY KEITH NEGLEY THE NEW YORKER, NOVEMBER 14, 2016 79
when she shows them a wordher rst thing we get in the movie, even
species, or her nameon a whiteboard, before the aliens roll up, is a ashback
they write back, not in script but in or, at any rate, a ashto a daughter
mottled black circles that they describe whom Louise bears, raises, loves, and
in elegant squirts, daring her to deci- loses to illness. The ensuing grief re-
pher every blot. All this puts the visi- fuses to dispel. Indeed, it may account
tors in good company. Aristotle, an- for the hunger with which she greets
other ancient philosopher complained, the news of visitors from beyond as
surrounds the diculty of his subject though it were an annunciation: a shaft
with the obscurity of his language, and of light to pierce her private gloom.
thus avoids refutationproducing What happens to that hope, and how
darkness, like a squid, in order to make Villeneuve plays around with time in
himself hard to capture. Louise speaks order to extract the maximum fervor
Mandarin, among other tongues, but from Louises experience, I wont re-
those are no help. How do you become veal, not least because Im too dumb-
uent in monsters ink? foundedor simply too dumbto
have worked it out yet. The most ac-
O
n October 31, 1517, Martin Lu- gloated over the quantity of them. I Holy Roman Emperor. The Atlanta
ther either did or did not nail a raged at Catholic schoolmates who jeered show, which I havent seen, centers on
paper titled Disputation on the Power that Luther had turned the world up- Cranachs Law and Grace (circa 1550),
and Ecacy of Indulgences, better side down for sex. (He married a for- an intricate, denitively Lutheran alle-
known as the Ninety-ve Theses, to a mer nun, Katharina von Bora, in 1525.) gory of the souls despair under the im-
church door in Wittenberg, Germany. My side taught me to deem Catholics possibly exacting law of the Old Testa-
(The evidence is murky.) But, by what- idolaters for praying to saints, but I ment, and its liberation by the New.
ever means, on that day the Augustin- secretly envied the glamorous ornament Luther was born in Saxony in 1483,
ian monk made public a multipronged and rituals of their church. That feeling the son of a well-to-do mining entre-
attack on the Roman Catho- preneur. He studied law, but
lic hierarchys sale of indul- later wrote that a terrifying
gencesget-out-of-Purgatory- experience during a thunder-
early guaranteesto raise funds storm, in 1505, led him to enter
for the completion of St. Pe- a monastery. He became a
ters Basilica, in Rome. The rev- priest in 1507 and a theology
olutionary theology that Lu- professor in 1512. Nevertheless,
ther thereby introduced held he was racked by doubts about
that only personal faith can ob- God and about his own mind
tain divine grace, rejecting any and heart. That qualied him,
intercession between an indi- in Kierkegaards words, three
vidual and God. (In 1520, he centuries later, as disciplined
declared that all Christian men in all secrecy by fear and trem-
are priests, all women priest- bling and much spiritual trial
esses.) Thanks to the relatively for venturing the extraordinary
recent technology of the print- in Gods name. But Kierke-
ing press and to widespread gaard noted a aw: Luther was
discontent with Rome and with ambitious, and to gain converts
Pope Leo X, Luthers ideas con- he eectively excused them
vulsed the Holy Roman Em- from the inner struggle that
pire. Three new museum shows gave his beliefs their meaning.
kick o the ve- hundredth W. H. Auden picked up the
anniversary of the originating theme in a sonnet, Luther:
deed: Word and Image: Mar- The Just shall live by Faith ...
tin Luthers Reformation, at he cried in dread. / And men
the Morgan Library, in New and women of the world were
York; Law and Grace: Mar- glad, / Whod never cared or
tin Luther, Lucas Cranach and trembled in their lives.
the Promise of Salvation, at A circa-1600 copy of Martin Luther on His Deathbed. In 1521, Leo excommuni-
COURTESY DEUTSCHES HISTORISCHES MUSEUM
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