I found myself intrigued recently by the diversity controversy at the Philadelphia Inquirer. In a substantive Twitter thread published on August 28th, the prize-winning journalist and Philadelphia Magazine editor-at-large Ernest Owens noted that, with the exception of the sports desk, there are currently no Black male reporters at the
I’m grateful you’re here, writing, Erin. To think that “legacy,” etymology tells me, dates from the “late 14c., legacie, "body of persons sent on a mission . . .” and that Hughes abnegates the mission. And what she does, at the level of consciousness or below it, to the rich language that can hold us together, twisting it instead into perverse shapes in service of self! She is conscious of it, though, I think, for she has indeed been groomed, in the fullest sense of the word. I’m imagining Gene Roberts calling her: “You should be ashamed, scampering as you are. How do you sleep?”
Thanks so much, Peter, for this thoughtful comment! I'm so glad you found the newsletter & hope you'll enjoy it. Engaging in cross-platforming..ha. Good to see you here..
I’m grateful you’re here, writing, Erin. To think that “legacy,” etymology tells me, dates from the “late 14c., legacie, "body of persons sent on a mission . . .” and that Hughes abnegates the mission. And what she does, at the level of consciousness or below it, to the rich language that can hold us together, twisting it instead into perverse shapes in service of self! She is conscious of it, though, I think, for she has indeed been groomed, in the fullest sense of the word. I’m imagining Gene Roberts calling her: “You should be ashamed, scampering as you are. How do you sleep?”
Thanks so much, Peter, for this thoughtful comment! I'm so glad you found the newsletter & hope you'll enjoy it. Engaging in cross-platforming..ha. Good to see you here..
This is honestly more passionate and wittier than anything I've read in the NYer recently
I think St. Paul’s is in Concord, New Hampshire, not Massachusetts.
Now, they have ads with johnny depp on the new yorker website.
These people are flushing the magazine down the toilet.
I was hoping Remnick would be stabbed on stage, and was seriously disappointed...