Professional Documents
Culture Documents
DRAWINGS David Borchart, Will McPhail, Roz Chast, Liam Francis Walsh, Edward Steed,
Maddie Dai, Julia Suits, David Sipress, P. C. Vey, Harry Bliss, Barbara Smaller, Carolita Johnson, Joe Dator
SPOTS Anthony Russo
CONTRIBUTORS
Patrick Radden Keefe (“Trump’s Favor- Elizabeth Kolbert (“The Content of No
ite Tycoon,” p. 46), a staff writer, is an Content,” p. 42) is a staff writer and the
Eric and Wendy Schmidt Fellow at author of “The Sixth Extinction: An
New America and the author of “Chat- Unnatural History,” which won a Pu-
ter” and “The Snakehead.” litzer Prize for nonfiction in 2015.
Lauren Groff (Fiction, p. 68) is the au- Nick Paumgarten (“Singer of Secrets,”
thor of, most recently, the novel “Fates p. 60) has been writing for the maga-
and Furies.” Her short-story collection zine since 2000.
“Florida” will come out next summer.
Michael Schulman (The Talk of the Town,
Ian Frazier (“Drive Time,” p. 34) pub- p. 30), a contributor since 2006, is the
lished “Hogs Wild: Selected Report- author of “Her Again: Becoming Meryl
ing Pieces” last year and is working on Streep.”
a book about the Bronx.
Rae Armantrout (Poem, p. 72) has pub-
Jen Spyra (Shouts & Murmurs, p. 41), a lished, most recently, “Partly: New and
former senior writer for the Onion, is Selected Poems” and “Entanglements,”
a staff writer for “The Late Show with a chapbook of poems in conversation
Stephen Colbert.” with physics.
James Wood (Books, p. 83) teaches at Louis Menand (A Critic at Large, p. 75)
Harvard University. “The Nearest Thing has been a staff writer since 2001. Last
to Life” is his latest book. year, he was awarded the National Hu-
manities Medal by President Obama.
Craig Morgan Teicher (Poem, p. 56) is
the author of the poetry collection “The David Plunkert (Cover) is an illustrator
Trembling Answers,” which came out and graphic designer. This is his first
this year. cover for The New Yorker.
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THE MAIL
WHEN TO REMOVE A CHILD dren safely with parents. Often, the chil-
dren were never even separated from par-
Larissa MacFarquhar’s article shines a ents or were returned to them after only
light on the tragedy of children in the a brief period. In those instances, the
foster-care system by giving a voice to caseworker provided close supervision,
mothers, caseworkers, judges, and attor- personally checking on the families
neys (“The Separation,” August 7th & several times a week and giving the
14th). But what about the voice of the court frequent updates. Confidentiality
children? Although preserving families laws don’t allow caseworkers to speak
is a noble goal, and reunification should about their cases; however, I wish Mac-
be a top priority for social workers, ad- Farquhar—who captured the unique
vocates, and courts, it is not always in challenges inherent in dependency cases—
the best interest of the child. Parents in had done more to give them a voice.
the court system, who are often victims Cynthia G. Inda
of abuse and neglect themselves, may be Irvine, Calif.
unable to provide even a minimal level
of safety for their children. Children may I worked as a hearing officer and then
be abused or neglected. Families may as an attorney/guardian ad litem repre-
have food insecurity, and no access to senting children for twenty-five years.
adequate health care or to safe and sta- MacFarquhar’s sympathy for Mercedes
ble housing, and a child without those led her to depict the child-welfare sys-
necessities is likely to form psychologi- tem as routinely removing children from
cal and physical scars that can last a life- their parents without justification. In fact,
time. The services offered to parents in there is significant pressure on agencies
support of reunification are often inad- to keep the number of foster-care place-
equate or ineffective. Some parents are ments low. Children can sustain years of
able to make slow progress, but a few neglect and abuse before an agency pe-
years in the life of a child is an eternity. titions for court intervention. One need
The heartbreaking truth is that termi- look no further than Mercedes’s story
nation of parental rights is sometimes in for an example of the lifelong repercus-
the best interest of the child. sions of exposing children to neglect
Jean Domanico rather than removing them from the
Durham, N.C. home. Brought up in a violent environ-
ment, Mercedes ended up homeless, preg-
MacFarquhar’s article seems to portray nant at fourteen, and the victim of se-
caseworkers as setting unrealistic stan- vere physical abuse by boyfriends—as
dards for parenting. When I was an at- well as by her father—all of which lim-
torney representing caseworkers in Cali- ited her opportunities and perpetuated
fornia dependency courts, I was consis- the cycle. MacFarquhar sees a system
tently impressed by their commitment that’s rigged against parents. Rather, it
to helping parents reunite with their chil- is a system that, day in and day out, be-
dren. It was the caseworkers who thought lieves parents’ denials and excuses, spends
up the services, such as parenting classes, taxpayer dollars to provide services for
counselling, and anger-management problems that are largely intractable, and
groups, that were designed to help par- fails to protect children.
ents address their issues and get their Cathy Badal
children back. They arranged for the Reading, Pa.
children’s counselling, medical services,
and educational support; drove them •
to and from school when no one else Letters should be sent with the writer’s name,
would; and lined up placements with address, and daytime phone number via e-mail to
family members, using foster care only themail@newyorker.com. Letters may be edited
for length and clarity, and may be published in
as a last resort. Whenever possible, they any medium. We regret that owing to the volume
used any reasonable means to leave chil- of correspondence we cannot reply to every letter.
Beautiful natural vistas, drama, and history come together at Boscobel House and Gardens, home of the
Hudson Valley Shakespeare Festival, about ninety minutes north of the city. Exciting unplanned confluences,
such as a convoy of helicopters flying over “Macbeth,” occur regularly. “A Week of Revolution” (Aug. 27-Sept. 4)
will include reënactments, picnics, hikes, and a staging of Richard Nelson’s play “The General from America,”
about Benedict Arnold, who tried to hand his command of West Point—visible across the river—over to the British.
Prince of Broadway
Manhattan Theatre Club stages a musical celebration
of the Broadway director-producer Harold Prince,
whose six-decade career includes “Cabaret,” “Com-
pany,” “Evita,” and “The Phantom of the Opera.” Prince
directs, with co-direction and choreography by Susan
Stroman; the cast features Karen Ziemba, Chuck Coo-
per, and Emily Skinner. (Samuel J. Friedman, 261 W. 47th
St. 212-239-6200. In previews. Opens Aug. 24.)
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going small: the fragile family dynamics company (Oct. 5, Vivian Beaumont). Beau former lovers. (Pershing Square Signature Center, 480
of “Fun Home,” the Canadian kindness Willimon, the creator of “House of W. 42nd St. 212-244-7529. In previews.)
of “Come from Away.” “The Band’s Cards,” grapples with the larger-than-life
Visit,” which ran at the Atlantic Theatre politics of the Trump age in “The Parisian NOW PLAYING
Company this past winter, tells the story Woman,” starring Uma Thurman as a
of an Egyptian police orchestra in pow- Washington socialite (Nov. 7, Hudson). The Terms of My Surrender
Michael Moore’s mostly one-man show (special guests
der-blue uniforms that gets stranded And there’s nothing remotely small about make appearances) is filled with good will toward the
overnight in a tiny town in the Negev “SpongeBob SquarePants,” based on the audience, and lots of self-regard. Over two or so inter-
Desert. Based on a 2007 Israeli film, the anarchic cartoon, directed by Tina Landau missionless hours, the liberal filmmaker talks about
how our democracy ended up in the toilet, why Amer-
musical, by David Yazbek and Itamar and featuring songs by the likes of Sara icans in general were ready for Trump, and why the
Moses, doesn’t hammer away at Middle Bareilles, John Legend, Cyndi Lauper, folks on either coast weren’t, and still aren’t. He’s a
East politics, or even mention them; it’s and David Bowie (Nov. 6, Palace). rousing, everyday kind of guy, filled with tremendous
need—a need to be seen and heard. That’s touching
about boredom and disappointment, Off Broadway brings new works that at first, as are the stories he tells about his activism,
tricky topics for any art form. The wistful, reinvent the old. Elevator Repair Service, and how it has led, in some cases, to potential phys-
idiosyncratically funny tale moves to best known for “Gatz,” its six-hour take ical harm. But then Moore and the show run out of
steam, because, for the most part, he’s preaching to
Broadway this fall (starting previews on “The Great Gatsby,” returns to the the converted. (Belasco, 111 W. 44th St. 212-239-6200.)
Oct. 7, at the Barrymore), with David Public with “Measure for Measure,”
Cromer’s production retaining its Off infusing Shakespeare’s jaundiced parable Van Gogh’s Ear
True to the company’s m.o., Ensemble for the Ro-
Broadway leads: Tony Shalhoub, as the with—of all things—Marx Brothers-style mantic Century’s latest production pairs a dramatic
group’s conductor, and Katrina Lenk, as slapstick (Sept. 18). Kate Hamill, who structure—this one centering on Vincent van Gogh’s
a world-weary local. adapted and acted in the Bedlam com- inner torments—with elegant projections and live
classical music. The program includes eight pages
“Once on This Island” (starting Nov. 9, pany’s kinetic “Sense and Sensibility,” of musicological notes explaining the relationship
at the Circle in the Square) is also gem- hot-wires another Austen novel, “Pride between art and sound. It’s an interesting read, and
size. Michael Arden’s revival of the 1990 and Prejudice,” playing Elizabeth Ben- a useful distraction when the action onstage starts
ILLUSTRATION BY ELENI KALORKOTI
Bargemusic
The superb pianist Steven Beck, a mainstay at
the floating chamber-music series, returns to kick
off the weekend’s concerts, performing a single,
towering work: Beethoven’s “Diabelli Variations.”
Aug. 25 at 8. (Fulton Ferry Landing, Brooklyn. For
tickets and complete listings, see bargemusic.org.)
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and its music director, Yannick Nézet- night production will be a new staging (by ticular French provinces where they thrive. Aug.
Séguin, features the Symphonic Suite David McVicar) of Bellini’s “Norma,” 28 at 7. (Le Poisson Rouge, 158 Bleecker St. lpr.com.)
from the film “On the Waterfront” and featuring two of the company’s power
the Symphonic Dances from “West Side divas, Sondra Radvanovsky and Joyce OUT OF TOWN
Story.” Lenny’s old band, the New York DiDonato (Sept. 25-Dec. 16). But the Met
Philharmonic, will go deeper, offering a will also innovate, presenting the Amer- Tanglewood
The supreme music festival of the summer wraps
survey of Bernstein’s three symphonies in ican première of Thomas Adès’s “The up its classical offerings this weekend in grand
a trio of programs (Oct. 25-Nov. 14) con- Exterminating Angel,” a work based on style. The last sweep begins on an intimate note,
ducted by Alan Gilbert and Leonard the 1962 film by Luis Buñuel (Oct. 26-Nov. however, with the commanding baritone Simon
Keenlyside joining the redoubtable pianist
Slatkin. Even the Chamber Music Society 21). New York City Opera strikes a similar Emanuel Ax in Schubert’s final song collection,
of Lincoln Center takes part, presenting balance, opening its season with Puccini’s “Schwanengesang”; Impromptus for solo piano by
the composer’s uninhibited late song cycle “La Fanciulla del West” (Sept. 6-12) but Schubert and Samuel Adams adorn the concert’s
first half. Aug. 23 at 8. • Three superb singers—
“Arias and Barcarolles” (Oct. 29). also presenting chamber operas by Tobias the soprano Kristine Opolais, the bass-baritone
The crystalline music of Anton We- Picker and Dominick Argento. BAM, as Bryn Terfel, and the tenor Russell Thomas—
bern, the most controversial of the three ever, champions the new: its fall season are out front in an imaginary night at the opera
ILLUSTRATION BY ELENI KALORKOTI
Music Mountain
The Daedalus String Quartet, an American en- headphones; red lipstick and sunscreen; low fence around the Unisphere, in
semble of enduring distinction, gets the next a down jacket and a fur coat (the latter Flushing Meadows-Corona Park,
Sunday-afternoon slot at this festival’s hall, a on loan from the archives of PETA). Queens, to a fifty-foot-high structure
whitewashed shoebox design with acoustics
that give bright and clear support to the mellow Opens Oct. 1. under the arch in Washington Square
sounds of strings. Its program offers quartets by The most ambitious show of the Park. The project is produced by the
Beethoven (including Op. 95, “Serioso”) and the season is the Guggenheim-filling “Art Public Art Fund, which turns forty this
Piano Quintet in F Minor by Brahms (with the
pianist Tanya Bannister). Aug. 27 at 3. (Falls Vil- and China After 1989: Theater of the year. Opens Oct. 12.
lage, Conn. musicmountain.org.) World,” which takes the Tiananmen —Andrea K. Scott
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ART
writing, political action, and participatory shelving units displays arrangements of how-to
installation, much of which remains as fresh books from the “Idiot’s Guide” franchise, enig-
Metropolitan Museum as this morning. The sand, huts, potted matic urethane forms, and looping videos. The
“Cristóbal de Villalpando: Mexican Painter plants, caged parrots, and inscribed poetry main event, though, is an avalanche of dummies,
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of the Baroque” of his sprawling “Tropicália” (1968) await dressed in Upson’s mother’s androgynous uni-
The most noteworthy aspect of “Moses and your barefoot delectation, should you choose form of plaid shirt and jeans. Through Sept. 10.
the Brazen Serpent and the Transfiguration of to park your shoes in the rack provided. So
Jesus” isn’t that it’s twenty-eight feet high, or do the multifarious love nests (mattresses,
that this is the first time it has been exhibited straw, chopped-up foam rubber, water) of a GALLERIES—UPTOWN
outside Mexico’s Puebla Cathedral, where it more austere faux beach, “Eden” (1969). Works
was installed when de Villalpando finished it, that he made in New York (and, at the time, Cameron Martin
in 1683—it’s the painting’s sheer pictorial den- showed only privately) exalt sex, drugs, and To make his elegant abstract drawings—which
sity. Combining scenes from the Gospels and rock and roll—delirium aplenty, yet managed may surprise those who recall the Brooklyn art-
the Book of Numbers, it ascends, with novelis- with acute aesthetic intelligence. Oiticica ist’s restrained paintings of rocks and trees—
tic detail, from a crowd of writhing, grimacing, was a great one for planning. His buoyant Martin covered sheets of paper with rows of
snake-afflicted Israelites at the bottom of the writings in English, displayed in vitrines and closely set, not quite vertical lines in colored
scene, each one gesturing in a different direc- seductively recited through earphones, hatch marker. In one instance, the complex inter-
tion, to a white-robed Christ, addressing three intricate utopian schemes, often architectural sections create patterns reminiscent of the vi-
amazed apostles on Mt. Tabor. His cross is set in character. In 1971, he proposed one that sual buzz of TV static. Scores of ghostly dark
off to one side, echoing Moses’ serpent-wrapped involved labyrinthine spaces, for construction quavers, interrupted by glimmers of yellow
staff; in case these Biblical references are in- in Central Park, called “Subterranean Tropicália and red, descend diagonally across the page of
sufficient, two angels hold placards with scrip- Projects.” Had he lived longer, we would another work. In a looser example, the effect
tural citations. In ten smaller paintings, which likely be blessed with a number of landmark brings to mind wood grain, albeit in a psyche-
round out the exhibition, de Villalpando—one achievements in public art. Through Oct. 1. delic strain of purple. Each one presents its own
of viceregal Mexico’s more successful home- optical challenge, creating the curious sensa-
grown painters—revels in the hallmarks of the Cooper-Hewitt, Smithsonian Design tion of looking at still pictures of rolling film.
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European Baroque: the slick and bloodless flesh, Museum Through Aug. 25. (Van Doren Waxter, 23 E. 73rd
the melting eyes, and, especially, the overdeter- “Esperanza Spalding Selects” St. 212-445-0444.)
mined, more-is-more aesthetic. Around a blue- The Grammy Award-winning jazz musician
winged, martially dressed angel holding out the and composer is the latest guest curator to un-
bitter cup to Jesus in “The Agony in the Gar- earth treasures from the museum’s archive. GALLERIES—DOWNTOWN
den,” for example, flutter three separate satin Her lively pairings include a Nigerian silk-
ruffs, in pink, green, and red. Through Oct. 15. and-cotton robe featuring Islamic calligraphy Heather Dewey-Hagborg and
styles, made around 1900, in conversation with Chelsea E. Manning
Museum of Modern Art the designer Sheila Bridges’s cheery, satirical The harsh sentencing of Manning and the sub-
“Robert Rauschenberg: Among Friends” wallpaper design Harlem Toile de Jouy, from sequent, high-profile public announcement of
While creating the universe, did God have in 2006. The salon-style installation is accompa- her gender identity, in 2013, gave the suppres-
mind that, at a certain point, a stuffed goat with nied by recordings Spalding made in collabo- sion of her image while imprisoned a special
a car tire around its middle would materialize ration with the pianist and composer Leonardo significance: the circulation of outdated pho-
to round out the scheme? It came to pass, in Genovese. The four versions of “Love Songs of tos was an additional punishment. Dewey-
New York, with Rauschenberg’s “Monogram” the Nile” represent the show’s themes: evolu- Hagborg, an interdisciplinary artist who de-
(1955-59)—goat, tire, and also paint, paper, tion, deconstruction, cross-pollination, and re- veloped an algorithmic system for generating
fabric, printed matter, metal, wood, shoe heel, cycling. With a keen eye for the cultural shifts facial portraits from DNA samples, collabo-
and tennis ball—now on view in an immense charted by design trends, Spalding documents rated with Manning before her pardon and re-
retrospective of the protean artist, who died in the progression of jazz-album covers from bla- lease, using cheek swabs and strands of hair to
2008, at the age of eighty-two. Rauschenberg’s tantly racist caricature to the nuanced imagery create a surprisingly diverse array of possible
work, in mediums that range from painting of a more integrated society; the aesthetic ex- appearances. In the gallery, a group of thirty
and photography to a big vat of bubbling gray change between European colonizers and the masklike, 3-D-printed faces float, suspended
mud (“Mud Muse,” 1968-71), is uneven, and it peoples they colonized; and the more recent ad- from fishing line, in dispassionate solidarity
lost point and drama in his later decades. For vent of ingenious, socially critical works, such with the incarcerated source of their genomic
a great artist, he made remarkably little good as a glittering necklace made of pharmaceuti- data. “Probably Chelsea” (2017), as the haunting
art. But the example of his nimble intelligence cal blister packs. Through Jan. 7, 2018. sculpture is titled, challenges cultural assump-
and zestful audacity has affected the thoughts tions about genetic sex and casts doubt on sim-
and motives, doubts and dreams of subsequent New Museum plistic practices of DNA profiling. Moreover, as
generations, to this day. The show’s lead curator, “Kaari Upson: Good Thing You Are Not Manning’s poignant wall text notes, the project
Leah Dickerman, has incorporated first-rate Alone” ingeniously granted her the representation she
works by other artists—collaboration was a The Los Angeles-based artist’s large-scale, was long denied, providing a method for smug-
regular elixir for Rauschenberg. He was a graphite-and-ink drawings—chaotic kaleido- gling self-portraits into the world. Through Sept.
performance artist, first and last. You respond to scopes, swirling with images and fragments of 4. (Fridman, 287 Spring St. 212-620-0935.)
his works not with an absorption in their quality text—introduce viewers to her defining preoc-
but with a vicarious share in his brainstorming cupations, but it’s the three-dimensional works “The World Without Us”
excitement while making them. For a time, in this show that succeed in recasting the ev- Aside from the haughty blonde looking out of
momentously, what he did caught a wave of eryday in a strange new light. Tract housing, Autumn Ramsey’s small oil painting “The Face”
history and drove it farther inland than could Costco fare, domestic interiors, and the artist’s and a group of naked figures in Akira Ikezoe’s
otherwise have been the case. Through Sept. 4. mother are prominent subjects. In one room, canvas “Coconut Heads—Happy Go Lucky,” the
tinted urethane casts of well-worn furniture works in this ten-person show portray a menag-
Whitney Museum hang from the walls like misshapen parachutes erie that suggests childhood fantasies trapped
“Hélio Oiticica: To Organize Delirium” or abandoned reptile skins. In the center of the in a murky world of adult innuendo. “Upside
This retrospective of the sorely under-known gallery, soft-drink cans, cast in aluminum, bare Down Dog,” by the young sculptor Nicholas
Brazilian artist is a revelation. Oiticica died “teeth” made of crystals. The cans and the fangs Sullivan, is a twelve-foot-high steel outline of
in 1980, of a stroke, at the age of forty-two, are part of Upson’s ongoing multimedia series, Snoopy, which leans, inverted, against a wall;
after early success in Rio de Janeiro, a brush “MMDP (My Mother Drinks Pepsi),” which black epoxy clay has been added to replicate
with fame in London, obscurity during seven she started in 2014—a psychological explora- Schulz’s wobbly lines. Ten little clay-and-plaster
years in New York, and a return to Rio that, tion of consumerism that splits the difference duck and bunny heads, by Bill Adams, suggest
at one opening, occasioned a riot. Along between humor and horror. In “Idiot’s Guide the traumatized survivors of a barnyard trag-
the way, he turned from superb abstract Womb Room,” a related installation work, com- edy. Through Aug. 25. (Brennan & Griffin, 122
painting to innovative work in sculpture, film, pleted this year, a dark gallery furnished with Norfolk St. 212-227-0115.)
Afropunk
This annual festival has swaggered boldly into ad-
olescence, growing from an über-niche concept
show into a two-day marathon of artists who’ve
dished out subversive takes on pop across long
and short careers. This year’s highlights include
U.K. torchbearers like Dizzee Rascal, a pioneer
of grime, and Soul II Soul, who translated Lon-
don’s sound-system culture into international hits;
Kaytranada, Sango, and Serpentwithfeet, club
kids who have restitched dance music into manic
new silhouettes; and a cross-section of R. & B.
progressives like Solange and Willow Smith, two
free minds from famous families who share a ded-
ication to tradition that anchors their forward-
churning ideas and aesthetics. (Flushing Ave. at
N. Elliot Pl., Brooklyn. afropunkfest.com. Aug. 26-27.)
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on Sept. 14, a show to prioritize. On tanic Sinclair. Poppy’s profile has risen and keeping disco thumping in the city. (Good Room,
Oct. 25, the club invites Lee (Scratch) through her surrealist YouTube videos, 98 Meserole Ave., Brooklyn. 718-349-2373. Aug. 25.)
Perry, another bass technician, to per- with titles like “I Am Not in a Cult” and
form, with the Subatomic Sound Sys- “Am I Okay?” Her set on Nov. 15, at JAZZ AND STANDARDS
tem band—the legendary reggae pro- Music Hall of Williamsburg, should fall
Nels Cline
ducer has brought his innovative spin somewhere between song and sermon. Earlier this month, the guitarist Cline fronted
on recording to multiple generations —Matthew Trammell a jazz orchestra in Prospect Park, in a vivid
Eddie Palmieri
Leading a compact, percussion-powered outfit,
Palmieri transforms his club performances into
highly personal musical affairs, spinning out ex-
tended and idiosyncratic solo piano pieces and
retrieving favored older works from his storied
past. He’s not just a living link to a glorious tra-
dition of Afro-Caribbean jazz—he’s a still thriv-
ing master of the genre. (Blue Note, 131 W. 3rd St.
212-475-8592. Aug. 28.)
consequences of her actions. Meanwhile, Ryan his students—especially the women—but fawns the nineteen-thirties, by a scandal fuelled by
learns that Stewart (Mike Colter), her husband over one named Alex (Michael Cera), whose anti-Semitism, into an iridescent drama about
and business partner, is having an affair with successes he envies and resents. Isaac’s career the mystical lure of movies. Emmanuel Salin-
a younger woman (Deborah Ayorinde). These is reduced to public-service ads about diseases; ger plays a Jewish producer, André Korben,
women’s problems have substance even though at one studio shoot, he meets Cleo (Nia Long), based on Natan, whose control of a Paris stu-
their characters are thinly written, and the film’s a makeup artist, and they begin to date. Bravo dio is threatened—and who wants to use his
comedic flourishes offer a refreshing frankness is black and Gelman is white, and Bravo makes power and his money to film the unfilmable.
about sex from women’s perspectives. The view derisive comedy out of Isaac’s oblivious and of- He sees a stage performance by two Ameri-
of middle-class African-American women’s lives fensive attitudes and remarks regarding race, and can mediums, the sisters Laura and Kate Bar-
behind closed doors, despite its antic exaggera- out of his stereotyped suburban Jewish family low, and decides, first, to make Laura (Natalie
tion, has a lived-in specificity. Malcolm D. Lee’s (headed by Fred Melamed and Rhea Perlman). Portman) a star, and, then, to film Kate (Lily-
direction doesn’t offer much style or vigor, but Isaac veers between mistakes, disasters, and hu- Rose Depp) summoning spirits. To that end,
Haddish delivers a wild yet precise performance miliations in rigid tableaux and graphic styliza- he invests in the invention of a camera that can
of verbal and gestural fury that puts her at the tions that fuse comedy and pathos, but Bravo’s capture metaphysical phenomena. Portman,
forefront of contemporary comedy.—R.B. (In sense of style is strained. The movie declares its acting in French and English, brings a mask-
wide release.) intentions with a bland simplicity and reduces like command to her role as an accidental ac-
its characters’ substantial experiences to a se- tress for whom performing is just a business,
Good Time ries of empty gestures.—R.B. (In limited release.) and Salinger is calm yet forceful as a vision-
A headlong new movie from Josh and Benny ary who, in the face of an anti-Semitic cam-
Safdie. The latter also stars as Nick, a shy soul Nocturama paign, risks his business for his personal pas-
with learning difficulties, who is dragged into Arriving in the wake of terrorist incidents in sion. Zlotowski, recapturing the past with a
crime by his brother, Connie (Robert Pattinson). France, Bertrand Bonello’s new film risks—or glossy, abstracted sense of wonder, displays
They rob a bank; Nick is arrested, and Connie maybe courts—controversy. A group of young the cinema’s glorious myths and monstrous
spends the rest of the film trying to spring him men and women, hailing from varying classes realities.—R.B. (In limited release.)
from custody, or to raise enough money—by and races, and linked only by their disaffection
any means, fair or foul—to bail him out. Much with society, carry out coördinated attacks across War for the Planet of the Apes
of the story unrolls in the course of one night. Paris on a single day. That evening, they take ref- If only Darwin were alive to see this film. Cae-
Though Connie’s adventures border on farce, uge in a department store, after hours, and have sar, incarnated by Andy Serkis, is living proof
as he hatches a plan to smuggle a patient out of time to savor some of the finer fruits of capital- that the highest human virtues—valor, compas-
the hospital and blunders around an amusement ism: designer clothes, televisions, food and wine. sion, a keen intelligence, and a gift for leader-
park, the mood remains sleepless and crazed, Mustering outside, meanwhile, are the forces ship—are most credibly combined in a monkey.
compounded by a nagging neon glow and the of the law. The approach throughout is hyper- In this latest chapter of the simian saga, Caesar
throb of the soundtrack. For the Safdies, rest- controlled, fending off any hint of the reckless; plans to lead his freedom-loving comrades to
lessness comes with the territory, often to scat- both the editing and the cinematography keep a promised land; first, however, there is a mil-
tershot effect; this, however, is their most coher- careful pace with the tightly plotted crimes, and itary lunatic (Woody Harrelson) to contend
ent work to date, largely because of Pattinson, many of the performers patrol the scenes in an with, and murders to be avenged. What fol-
whose energy drives the tale along. Connie is a under-reactive daze. Bonello, like John Carpen- lows is often cruel, and hard to classify as en-
thief, a sponger, and sometimes a real jerk, but ter, provides his own electronic score, and, in tertainment; we see a labor camp in full spate,
you can’t get him out of your head. With Jen- the end, you are less likely to be outraged by the and—surely a cinematic first—some form of
nifer Jason Leigh, as a weary friend who’s seen movie’s political provocation than numbed by ape crucifixion. Matt Reeves’s film takes itself
it all before.—A.L. (8/21/17) (In wide release.) its hypnotizing style. In French.—A.L. (8/21/17) extremely seriously, and, without a glimmer of
(In limited release.) irony, adds a touch of religious allegory to both
Ingrid Goes West the dialogue and the highfalutin images with
Aubrey Plaza’s fiercely committed performance Patti Cake$ which the story concludes. Still, the technical
nearly rescues this dubious contrivance from Geremy Jasper’s hardscrabble New Jersey fan- achievement marches on, and there appears to
absurdity. The drama, directed by Matt Spicer, tasy has a heart—but an artificial one. It’s the be no challenge that cannot be met and over-
is the latest entry in the picturesque-mental- story of the twenty-three-year-old Patricia Dom- come by the magi of the digital craft. (Do orang-
illness genre. Plaza plays the title character, a browski (Danielle Macdonald), who lives with utans really cry?) The most affable character,
young woman whose violent outbursts lead to her mother, Barb (Bridget Everett), an alcoholic, new to the franchise, is a chimp who, after a
a spell in an institution. When Ingrid gets out, and her ailing grandmother (Cathy Moriarty). long spell in a zoo, speaks English—voiced by
instead of receiving therapy and taking medica- Patti—who’s overweight and has long endured Steve Zahn—rather better than he gibbers or
tion, she moves to Los Angeles in order to stalk the nickname Dumbo—works as a waitress at howls.—A.L. (7/24/17) (In wide release.)
an Instagram celebrity named Taylor (Eliza- a grim bar while dreaming of hip-hop stardom
beth Olsen) and insinuate herself into Taylor’s under the name Killa P. Although she can out- Whose Streets?
private life and social-media feeds. Ingrid ma- rap her fellow-locals in a street-corner contest, A new documentary, directed by Sabaah Fo-
nipulates Dan (O’Shea Jackson, Jr.), her new her musical partnership with Hareesh (Sid- layan and Damon Davis, about the 2014 kill-
neighbor and quasi-landlord, for help with her dharth Dhananjay), a pharmacist whose rap ing of Michael Brown, in Ferguson, Missouri,
schemes; indifferent to the pain she causes, Ing- name is Jheri, is going nowhere. But she even- at the hands of the police, and about the wide-
rid is speeding toward disaster and determined tually meets a taciturn loud-core anarchist who spread anger that ensued. Indeed, the film is
not to crash alone. Yet Spicer’s empathetic view calls himself Basterd the Antichrist (Mamoudou still fired up; if it makes no effort to take a bal-
of Ingrid’s tangle of misery is outweighed by his Athie), a sort of musical genius, whom she lures anced view, that is because the time for bal-
satirical critique of online stardom, Hollywood into the group, sparking romance and success. ance—to judge by the opinions expressed with
hustling, and conspicuous consumption; he pre- There are hiccups along the way—debt, work, such vehemence here—is long gone. Few mod-
sents Ingrid’s maladies as the results of the social insult, injury, illness, death—and Patti’s forceful, erate voices are heard, and the movie seems des-
ills of the times. The action devolves into wan confident pugnacity takes some blows. She has tined to become part of the activist movement
op-ed commentary. With Billy Magnussen, as to accept her family identity while attempting that it portrays. In lieu of a narrator who might
Taylor’s dissolute yet deeply loyal brother, and to forge an artistic one—and trying to recon- shepherd us calmly through the fractious events
Wyatt Russell, as her trophy boyfriend.—R.B. cile with Barb, a former singer who put her in Missouri, we are treated to a busy collage of
(In limited release.) own dreams aside. Jasper hits every note of interviews, archival footage, and tweets, plus a
sentimental manipulation in a tale that’s as load of cell-phone-video clips, freshly caught
Lemon fleetingly affecting as it is insubstantial and from the flow of the streets. One of the most
Janicza Bravo co-wrote her first feature with her mechanical.—R.B. (In wide release.) appealing—and most forthright—figures we
husband, Brett Gelman, who stars as a sad-sack encounter is Brittany Ferrell, who instructs
actor named Isaac who’s failing and flailing at Planetarium her six-year-old daughter in the art of public
work and in love. Ramona (Judy Greer), his girl- The director Rebecca Zlotowski turns the real- protest. On that basis, Ferguson is in no dan-
friend of ten years, who is blind, leaves him. He life story of the Paris-based producer Ber- ger of being forgotten.—A.L. (8/7 & 14/17)
teaches an acting class where he mostly berates nard Natan, whose career was torpedoed in (In wide release.)
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Tanztheater Wuppertal Pina Bausch returns to BAM with “Café Müller,” from 1978. dance. (Beach 110th St., Rockaway Beach, Queens.
beachsessionsdanceseries.com. Aug. 26.)
Strand Bookstore
Nancy Davidoff Kelton describes the good and
bad habits of memoir writers as the difference
between “Ah-ha!” and “Oy vey!” Personal writ-
ing lends itself to self-indulgence, but memoir-
ists, Kelton says, should aspire to revelation, not
absorption. The New School professor, who has
written six books, including, most recently, “Find-
ing Mr. Rightstein,” hosts this writing workshop,
offering techniques for effective self-exploration,
tips for structuring one’s work and establishing
productive habits, and other fundamental tools
for aspiring scribes. (828 Broadway. 212-473-1452.
Aug. 23 at 6:30.)
Just a Show
Harris Mayersohn is a staff writer for “The Late
Show with Stephen Colbert” and also hosts a reg-
ular comic variety show at Sunnyvale, a remote
Bushwick bar that fittingly takes its name from
the wacky mockumentary series “Trailer Park
Boys.” On the last Sunday of each month, May-
ersohn gathers fellow standup performers and
yuckster writers from the city’s bustling comedy
community for an unpredictable night of antics
and pranks. This edition features the bright come-
dians Sasheer Zamata, Paige Weldon, Rae Sanni,
Tom Thakkar, and Joe Kwaczala. (1031 Grand St.,
Brooklyn. sunnyvalebk.com. Aug. 27 at 6.)
Riverside Church
This week, Bernie Sanders is set to publish
a how-to guide for budding revolutionaries,
aimed at those below voting age but inundated
with the issues of the adult world. “Bernie Sand-
ers Guide to Political Revolution” presents his
background and policies in easy-to-absorb lan-
guage and infographics: he recounts his early
exposure to socialism and his initial political
ambitions, draws on the hindsight gained from
his Presidential campaign, and lays out the
stakes for the future. He appears on the eve of
the book’s release for a talk co-hosted by Harp-
er’s and Book Culture. (490 Riverside Dr. book-
culture.com. Aug. 28 at 7.)
PHOTOGRAPH BY YUDI ELA FOR THE NEW YORKER; ILLUSTRATION BY JOOST SWARTE
ple, Le Bernardin, and Johnson a som- out of four diners asks for gluten-free club beats whose backing vocals seem to have
melier at his haute wine bar, Aldo Sohm. options, so they just went with it. In main been imprinted on the lips of the attending
After a stint together at Contra, a Lower dishes like wild striped bass with a red- cognoscenti at birth, décor that is strictly rave-
bondage-meets-future-Tokyo. All of this is
East Side mecca of the innovative wine-butter emulsion, and fried whole appropriate for a spot that is remembered by
affordable tasting menu, the two decided snapper served with a little copper pot devotees, albeit blearily, as the site of the long-
to strike out on their own. The concept of lobster sauce, neither gluten nor meat lost Experimental Cocktail Club. Witness the
words “anything” and “everything” projected
for Gloria, Johnson said, began as a chal- is missed. The most unassuming dish, a onto a wall near the front, Teddy bears hand-
lenge: “Can we do this without any meat bowl of Rancho Gordo beans—tender cuffed to metal poles in the back, and a twisting
at all?” The answer: “Yes, we can.” and saline in a mussel broth with a basil polyhedral light fixture above the bar. Here
eighteen-dollar cocktails are the order of the
The minimalist menu, stocked with pistou—is a sleeper hit. day. Try a Fuck You Steve, which radiates with
sustainable fish and seafood from the Care is taken everywhere: vases of mezcal, pineapple, and Campari, or a similarly
Atlantic Ocean, keeps things mysterious, wildflowers, low lighting that echoes the bromelain-laden Love Blake, with tequila re-
posado and cinnamon. Or, if you like your
with descriptions like “squid, walnut, ink, glow of evening’s magic hour, bathroom drinks strong, go for a Starring Angelo, in which
cauliflower.” The first item is the sim- signs that read “Whichever.” What neigh- oodles of Campari are mixed with bourbon and
plest: cornbread, a crunchy-moist round borhood wouldn’t welcome a beautifica- Italian vermouth. The other night, a peal of
laughter rose from a packed table as someone
that telegraphs “we’re humble and ca- tion project? When Johnson was planting exclaimed, “They were a polyamorous couple!”
sual,” while the accompanying cultured a maple tree in front of the restaurant, a Sure, the crowd veers a smidgen older than the
butter says, “but it’s going to be amaz- local passerby voiced his approval: “Love rest of Chrystie Street—even though the oldest
are probably only in their mid-thirties—but
ing.” Many of the dishes are meticulously the tree.” (Entrées $18-$39.) that doesn’t mean they don’t know how to have
staged, arranged in neat circles garnished —Shauna Lyon fun.—Nicolas Niarchos
COMMENT assembling his own Hitler Youth. A past ten, fifteen, twenty years. What
THE DIVIDER high-speed train from Las Vegas to surprised me was the degree to which
Anaheim that was part of the economic- those tactics and rhetoric completely
arly last November, just before stimulus package was a secret effort to jumped the rails.”
E Election Day, Barack Obama was
driven through the crisp late-night
connect the brothels of Nevada to the
innocents at Disneyland. He was, by
For half a century, in fact, the lead-
ers of the G.O.P. have fanned the lin-
gloom of the outskirts of Charlotte, as nature, suspect. “You just look at the gering embers of racial resentment in
he barnstormed North Carolina on body language, and there’s some- the United States. Through shrewd po-
behalf of Hillary Clinton. He was in thing going on,” Trump said, last sum- litical calculation and rhetoric, from
no measure serene or confident. The mer. In the meantime, beginning on Richard Nixon’s “Southern strategy” to
polls, the “analytics,” remained in Clin- the day of Obama’s first inaugural, the the latest charges of voter fraud in
ton’s favor, yet Obama, with the unique Secret Service fielded an unprecedented majority-African-American districts,
vantage point of being the first African- number of threats against the Presi- doing so has paid off at the ballot box.
American President, had watched as, dent’s person. “There were no governing principles,”
night after night, immense crowds And so, speeding toward yet another Obama said. “There was no one to say,
cheered and hooted for a demagogue airport last November, Obama seemed ‘No, this is going too far, this isn’t what
who had launched a business career like a weary man who harbored a burn- we stand for.’ ”
with blacks-need-not-apply housing ing seed of apprehension. “We’ve seen Last week, the world witnessed
developments in Queens and a polit- this coming,” he said. “Donald Trump Obama’s successor in the White House,
ical career with a racist conspiracy the- is not an outlier; he is a culmination, unbound and unhinged, acting more
ory known as birtherism. During his a logical conclusion of the rhetoric and or less as Obama had predicted. In
speech in Charlotte that night, Obama tactics of the Republican Party for the 2015, a week after Trump had declared
warned that no one really changes in his candidacy, he spoke in favor of re-
the Presidency; rather, the office “mag- moving the Confederate flag from
nifies” who you already are. So if you South Carolina’s capitol: “Put it in the
“accept the support of Klan sympa- museum and let it go.” But, last week,
thizers before you’re President, or you’re abandoning the customary dog whis-
kind of slow in disowning it, saying, tle of previous Republican culture war-
‘Well, I don’t know,’ then that’s how riors, President Trump made plain his
you’ll be as President.” indulgent sympathy for neo-Nazis,
Donald Trump’s ascent was hardly Klan members, and unaffiliated white
the first sign that Americans had not supremacists, who marched with
uniformly regarded Obama’s election torches, assault rifles, clubs, and racist
ILLUSTRATIONS BY TOM BACHTELL
DEPT. OF SUPERLATIVES just something that happens,” Glenn der said. “I couldn’t move. I just stood
TOTALLY Schneider, one of the triumvirate, said there, with the binoculars hanging
by phone, from Tucson, Arizona, where around my neck.”
he is an astronomer at the Steward Jay Pasachoff, a solar astronomer at
Observatory. Eclipses and the sun are Williams College, claims to have wit-
not his field, just a passion. “It will nessed more eclipses, total or other-
change your life,” he said of viewing wise, than anyone else alive: sixty-five.
a total solar eclipse. “I warn people He, too, is from the Bronx. He saw his
n Monday, people in a seventy- about that. When I give talks about first total eclipse during his freshman
O mile-wide swath of the United
States will witness one of nature’s great
eclipses, my first slide is like the label
on a cigarette pack—a warning of
year at Harvard, in 1959, from an air-
plane off the Massachusetts coast. “It
spectacles: the total solar eclipse. The addiction.” was beautiful,” he said. “But seeing one
event will attract swarms of eclipse Schneider, who grew up in the from an airplane is nothing compared
chasers—or, as some of them prefer to Bronx, saw his first total solar eclipse with what it’s like being outdoors.”
be called, “umbraphiles,” derived from in 1970, when he was fourteen. He took John Beattie, a proofreader in Man-
“umbra,” the technical term for the a bus down to Greenville, North Car- hattan, also tied for the record, declined
darkest part of the moon’s shadow. New olina, with the Amateur Observers’ So- to be interviewed. Schneider said, “De-
York City will not be a prime destina- ciety of New York to see it. “I had pre- spite being an extroverted eclipse chaser,
tion; here, the moon will obscure only pared exactly what I was going to do John eschews press notoriety and is a
seventy-two per cent of the sun. But for every second of that totality,” he rather private person.”
the city is distinguished neverthe- recalled. “I knew it was going to be Schneider and Beattie were among
less: three men currently claiming two minutes and fifty-four seconds. I a group of umbraphiles who experi-
the record for the most total solar set up telescopes and cameras and had enced the longest totality ever viewed
eclipses seen (thirty-three) are all New it all scripted, spent months practic- from a civilian aircraft, in 2010: nine
Yorkers. ing.” Then the moment came. “The minutes and twenty-three seconds. The
“I’m not out for record-setting. It’s word ‘mesmerized’ understates,” Schnei- pair also witnessed a “hybrid” eclipse
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(don’t ask) that occurred between choff will lead a group of three hun- as salt-of-the-earth types (“Babe”) or as
Greenland and Iceland in 1986. They dred gazers, including students and flinty authority figures (“L.A. Confiden-
rented a private jet and flew over a researchers, a hundred miles away, in tial”). But this summer he’s been in the
one-kilometre-wide patch of the North Salem. According to Schneider, Beat- news for rabble-rousing. In July, he was
Atlantic. tie plans to be near an airport in the arrested at SeaWorld San Diego for in-
In general, umbraphiles are not a path of totality, so that in the case of terrupting an orca show wearing a T-shirt
boastful or a rivalrous bunch; in the bad weather he can hop on a plane that said “SeaWorld Sucks.” Days ear-
face of grand celestial alignments, the and see the eclipse from above the lier, he served three days at the Orange
human ego shrinks. “Before the 2002 clouds. If the weather in Oregon doesn’t County Correctional Facility, after re-
eclipse, in Australia, we were sitting coöperate, might the strategy put him fusing to pay a fine stemming from a
around with half a dozen people, in- in first place, ahead of his fellow- 2015 sit-in at a new power plant in
cluding Glenn and John, and my wife umbraphiles? Pasachoff didn’t think Wawayanda, New York. He spent his
thought people were being competi- so: “I think just being in the zone of prison time on a hunger strike, and read
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tive,” Pasachoff admitted. (His wife totality should count.” five hundred pages of “The Pickwick
has accompanied him to thirty-nine —Jason Kersten Papers.”
eclipse viewings.) “One of the questions people ask
The umbraphile’s life inevitably in- OFFSTAGE you when you go in is ‘Are you anxious
volves disappointment. Newtonian DISOBEDIENT about being raped?’ ” Cromwell, who is
physics makes it possible to plan for seventy-seven, recalled. “I said, ‘Not un-
an eclipse centuries in advance, but less they’re a whole lot hornier than I
not for unexpected disasters. Pasachoff think they are.’” He was at a hotel in Al-
missed one in Eastern Europe in 1968 bany, about to speak at a rally against the
because Russia had invaded Czecho- Wawayanda power plant, which would
slovakia. “That still bothers me,” he run on fracked gas piped in from Penn-
said. Schneider missed one in Antarc- he first time James Cromwell got sylvania. (Governor Cuomo has banned
tica in 1985 because he couldn’t find a
plane or an icebreaker to take him into
T arrested was in 1971. “I sort of—
he thought I did, I didn’t think I did—
fracking in New York State, but protest-
ers were demanding that he deny the
the path of totality. assaulted a police officer on a subway plant a water permit.)
Why are the most accomplished train who was hassling a woman,” he The actor’s father, the Hollywood
umbraphiles New Yorkers? “We’ve been recalled recently. He was taken to a director John Cromwell, was black-
talking about that a lot lately,” Pasa- station house beneath Times Square, listed in the fifties, but James didn’t
choff said. “The Hayden Planetarium where a sergeant asked what he did for become politicized until 1964, when,
is definitely a link.” Pasachoff took trips a living. “I said, ‘I’m an actor.’ He went, at twenty-three, he joined the Free
there while he was a student at P.S. 114 ‘You working on anything now?’ Like, Southern Theatre and toured Missis-
and, later, at the Bronx High School You’re unemployed, you’re a fucking actor. sippi and Louisiana, playing Pozzo in
of Science. He built telescopes in the I said, ‘Yeah, I’m doing a play.’ ‘What’s a mixed-race production of “Waiting
planetarium’s basement. Schneider was the play called?’ I said, ‘AC/DC,’ which for Godot.” After the Kent State shoot-
also a regular visitor. is a wonderful English play, very ab- ings, in 1970, Cromwell recalled, “I said
For this week’s eclipse, Schneider struse. Of course, he thought it meant to myself, ‘Why the fuck am I doing
will be in Madras, Oregon, and Pasa- bisexuality.” Cromwell was let off with crappy Shakespeare?’ ” He joined a
a warning. defense committee for the Black Pan-
He was arrested again a few months thers, and at one point used his father’s
later, at the May Day protests in Wash- apartment, on East Fiftieth Street, as
ington, D.C., along with thousands of a safe house for Elbert (Big Man) How-
other people. Confronting a cop, he ard. Restless, he hitchhiked around the
felt a baton against his throat, was world and wound up in India, where
tossed into a paddy wagon, and spent he became a disciple of Neem Karoli
the night in jail. From his hotel room Baba. (“This is all illusion,” Cromwell
the next morning, he saw a chaotic said, tapping on a wooden post.) He
scene—tear gas, anarchists clashing returned to California, intending to
with police—that came to mind this become a parole officer, and was cast
past January, when he was protesting in “All in the Family.” But his career
Donald Trump’s Inauguration. “It was didn’t take off until 1995, when he played
like the seventies,” he said. “Nothing’s a pig farmer in “Babe” and was nomi-
changed.” nated for an Oscar. Working with pigs
Cromwell’s penchant for civil disobe- got him into animal rights. In 2001, he
dience may seem out of character. With was arrested while occupying a Wendy’s
his woolly voice and “American Gothic” in Virginia.
look, the six-feet-seven actor is often cast Cromwell’s phone rang (the ringtone
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was him saying,“That’ll do, pig”), and at the studio, they can say, ‘He can’t say founded his own tech company, Patreon,
he headed to the protest. On the way, that!’ It’ll be gone like that. And then a Web site that allows artists and activ-
he ran into another speaker, Dennis my character will really serve no pur- ists to get paid directly by fans and sup-
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Kucinich. “I gotta go check on the sound pose at all.” porters. A creator posts a description of
system,” Cromwell told him. —Michael Schulman what she intends to make—a comic strip,
“You need a sound system?” Kucinich a podcast—and patrons sign up to fund
said with a laugh. SCREEN WARS it, each chipping in a few dollars a month.
Several hundred people had gath- GATEKEEPERS Patreon takes a five-per-cent cut. The
ered in West Capitol Park, with signs company now has about eighty employ-
that said “Protect NY Water” and ees and a hundred-and-fifty-million-
“Make Earth Great Again.” An ac- dollar valuation—big enough that many
tivist named Pramilla Malick intro- Web denizens consider Conte a new
duced Cromwell, saying, “He is never kind of puppet master.
afraid to speak truth to power.” Last month, Lauren Southern, a right-
“You really are beautiful,” Cromwell enerally speaking, anyone can say wing activist and pundit who was earn-
told the crowd. He mentioned a statis-
tic that he’d just read: “Do you know
G anything online. But, lately, things
have started to get complicated. Last
ing a few thousand dollars a month on
Patreon, received an e-mail from the
what has the most impact in reducing week, after neo-Nazis and white suprem- company’s Trust and Safety team. “Here
our carbon footprint?” acists descended on Charlottesville, the at Patreon we believe in freedom of
“Going vegan!” someone yelled. neo-Nazi blog the Daily Stormer disap- speech,” it read. “When ideas cross into
“Unfortunately, it’s not,” he said. peared from the Internet. GoDaddy, the action, though, we sometimes must take
“This is what it is: don’t have children. registrar of the site’s domain, had dis- a closer look.” Southern, a videogenic
Can you believe we are saying to the continued its service. The Daily Stormer Canadian in her early twenties, whose
people of this world that in order to switched its domain to Google, which book was blurbed by Ann Coulter, was
promptly shut it down as well. The site known for videos like “White Privilege
is now back up, on the dark Web, with Is a Dangerous Myth.” Her Patreon page
its publisher pleading victimhood on so- now reads “This page has been removed.”
cial media. (“I am being unpersoned.”) Southern had participated in an
What happened to the Daily Stormer anti-immigration action in the Medi-
wasn’t a violation of the First Amend- terranean Sea, in which a motorboat
ment—private companies are allowed to tried to prevent a ship from bringing
stifle speech—but it enraged people on refugees to Europe. In an apologetic
the right, many of whom were already YouTube video, Conte insisted that
deeply skeptical of the puppet masters Southern had been banned not for her
in Silicon Valley. Before any of this hap- politics but for her risky behavior. “I
pened, a pro-Trump activist named Jack didn’t expect to convince everyone, and
Posobiec was organizing a multicity that’s O.K.,” he said.
“March on Google,” calling the com- Predictably, Southern’s fans were not
pany “an anti-free-speech monopoly.” pleased. “You’re an idiot and a beta
(Last week, Posobiec announced that the cuck,” one commented. Some called
march had been postponed, citing threats for lawsuits. Others linked to a copy-
from the “alt-left.”) cat site called Hatreon. (Motto: “A plat-
Jack Conte is not an alt-right activ- form for creators, absent thought po-
ist—he’s a bald, bearded musician from licing.”) Southern set up her own site,
James Cromwell San Francisco—but he, too, once re- patreonsucks.com. “Big liberal silicon
sented the titans of Silicon Valley. A few valley companies want me to become
be able to live in it you have to give years ago, Conte was trying to make a a friendly little vlogger that spouts all
up your children?” There were tenta- living on YouTube. His music videos— the right lines,” she wrote. “I won’t let
tive cheers. funk covers of pop songs, homemade ro- that happen.” She made a YouTube
Cromwell and Kucinich led the bots playing percussion pads—often went video directing followers to her new
crowd to deliver a petition to Cuomo’s viral. “I made a video that took many, site, adding, “As for Patreon, you guys
office. “Second floor, to the War Room,” many hours and cost me thousands of can suck my balls.”
Cromwell instructed from the lobby. dollars,” Conte said. “My fans loved it. Then came Charlottesville. Jason Kess-
He recently finished shooting “Juras- It got more than a million views. And I ler, the organizer of the “Unite the Right”
sic World: Fallen Kingdom,” in which made a hundred and fifty bucks from it. rally, had a Patreon page (three backers,
he plays a scientist who warns of tech- I realized, Clearly, there is a problem generating thirty-three dollars a month).
nology run amok. While filming his with how stuff on the Internet—what It was swiftly removed for violating
big speech, he sneaked in a jab at the we now call ‘content,’ what used to be Patreon’s rule against “affiliations with
fossil-fuel industry: “When they see it called ‘art’—gets monetized.” Conte co- known hate groups.” Meanwhile, another
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Patreon user, the progressive activist their conversation: “Chris said to me, two new performance spaces, on West
Logan Smith, began sharing photos of ‘This is not the table where Robin Wil- Third Street, and he extended the kitchen
the torch-wielding mob on his Twitter liams sat, this is not where Ray Romano at the Olive Tree so that a proper chef
handle @YesYoureRacist. He urged peo- sat, this is not where Jon Stewart sat.’ He could cook steak and fish rather than the
ple to help him identify the participants: rattled them off, and each one was like usual falafel. Dworman claims that his
“I’ll make them famous.” Online vigi- a punch in the gut.” only stipulation to the architect was “The
lantes complied, and several marchers “The table” is actually two slate ta- comedian table cannot be moved at all.”
lost their jobs. A few people were incor- bles pushed together, with a banquette Yet the table was moved. The come-
rectly identified, causing nonparticipants on one side and wooden chairs on the dians were shifted to a temporary table,
to receive death threats. Doxing—pub- other. It was installed by Noam’s father, which ruffled feathers. Rachel Feinstein
lishing someone’s private information Manny, who opened the Cellar in 1981. (“Crashing”), who often stopped by the
online—is against Patreon’s rules. Smith Manny came to love the company of co- table to see her friends Nikki Glaser and
claims that his activism wasn’t doxing. medians like Dave Attell, Louis C.K., Amy Schumer, said, “That is our home.
“If these people are so proud of their be- and Colin Quinn. “Once you get used You just want it to feel just like it’s sup-
liefs, then they shouldn’t have a problem to hanging out with comedians, you re- posed to.” Mark Normand (“Inside Amy
with their communities knowing their ally can’t hang out with anybody else,” Schumer”) announced on his podcast
names,” he said last week. Noam said. In the late nineties, one of that he’d spoken to Rock about the ta-
Patreon disagreed, and Smith’s page the regulars, Nick Di Paolo (“Louie”), ble’s being moved, and Rock had told
was removed. “It doesn’t matter who the lobbied Manny to give the comedians him, “This place is over.”
victim is,” Conte said. “It could be a con- their own space. The next night, Manny Dworman grew worried. The reno-
victed murderer. If someone is releasing left a sign on a back table: “This Table vation took about six months, and cost
private information that an individual Is Reserved for Comedy Cellar Co- about three hundred thousand dollars.
doesn’t want to be made public, then medians Only.” When it was finished, the table had been
that’s doxing. And we don’t allow it.” “Any time a civilian would come over permanently relocated and extra ban-
(One person tweeted at Patreon, “He is and sit down and start talking, we would quette space had been added. “More com-
identifying nazis and you are slowly push that sign in front of their ics could sit there, but it wasn’t the table,”
stopping him at the request of face, and keep pushing it in front of Kelly said. Bill Burr (“The Heat”) ranted,
nazis.”) Conte went on, “We’ve been them until they got the fuck up and on another podcast, “What did Noam
getting it from all sides—of course. I get left,” Robert Kelly (“Sex&Drugs& do to the table down here? He literally
it. Taking away someone’s income is a Rock&Roll”) recalled recently. Regu- fucked with the whole aura of this place!”
hugely onerous thing, and we don’t take lars also defended the table against co- Dworman texted Burr, “Yo, we moved
it lightly.” He sighed. “We’ve dealt with medians who didn’t do standup at the the table over 4.5 ft in order to double
a huge range of stuff in the past few years, Cellar, were hacks, or were dressed badly. the size of the kitchen, so the fucking
a wider variety than I ever would have The atmosphere was combative. “Me comics can have steak and pasta instead
imagined. But the fact that we’re talking and Keith Robinson would start yell- of falafel every night. Lol.”
about swastika flags right now? It just ing and arguing about race, or whatever, Dworman later calculated that the
1
makes me sad.” and we would forget that we were in table had been moved thirty-three inches.
—Andrew Marantz a restaurant,” Di Paolo said. Another But it was closer to the bar, where fans
ringleader, Rich Vos (“Women Aren’t could eavesdrop on the comedians. “I
FURNISHED DEPT. Funny”), said, “When we left the table, think there’s just some magical distance,
TABLE TALK we left shattered and beaten down.” which is what we consider personal space,
Manny loved it. He hosted fierce de- and I violated that,” he said. After his
bates at the table, and started a book summit with Rock, Dworman got the
group. (He once handed out copies of message: he paid twenty thousand dol-
Alan Dershowitz’s “The Case for Is- lars to re-renovate. The kitchen became
rael.”) In 2003, Manny died, of cancer. hard to access, but the table was resur-
(When Di Paolo phoned Manny on his rected. “Technically, it’s not the exact
ne Saturday night last year, Noam deathbed, he asked, “Who gets the spot,” Quinn said. The Cellar’s general
O Dworman and the comedian Chris
Rock sat at the back table in the Olive
Lexus?”)
After Noam took over, a new gen-
manager, Elizabeth Furiati, clarified by
e-mail: “The table is MAYBE a few inches
Tree, a restaurant on MacDougal Street, eration of comedians changed the tone off from where it was previously.”
in Manhattan, that Dworman owns. The at the table: less hazing and more cell Rock and Dworman sat down at it
table is permanently reserved for come- phones, but the same desire for sanc- again, and Rock gave his approval. “No
dians who perform at the Comedy Cel- tuary. “It feels like a backstage area,” harm, no foul” was Dworman’s assess-
lar, a club in the Olive Tree’s basement, Michael Che (“Saturday Night Live”) ment. Quinn offered consolation: “Noam
which is also owned by Dworman. The said. “People will look over, and they’ll took a chance. Everybody’s, like, ‘Whoa,
comedians’ table had recently been moved, instantly know, O.K., we shouldn’t whoa,’ but guess what? We do the same
to make space for a kitchen extension. bother them.” shit in our act, and sometimes it fails.”
Rock was not happy. Dworman recalled By April, 2016, Dworman had opened —Andrew Hankinson
THE NEW YORKER, AUGUST 28, 2017 33
the security photos of me that the
PERSONAL HISTORY staff behind front desks take before I
go into office buildings in Manhat-
DRIVE TIME
tan. I mean that I do not think of my
car as a junker.
Recently, I was in a seven-car pileup
The surprising pleasures of driving in New York. on the Garden State Parkway. No one
was badly hurt, though the multiple
BY IAN FRAZIER collisions totalled several cars. I got hit
on the left rear bumper, which was
smashed in, along with the tail-light.
The plastic part of the bumper was
hanging down. A state policeman who
assessed the various damages came
over to my Honda with his clipboard.
He walked around the car, taking it all
in. Then he stopped at the trashed
bumper, pointed to it and the tail-light,
and asked, “Was it like this before?”
Some people say that they hate to
drive in the city and that driving in
New Jersey is even worse. It’s true that
New Jersey can be a bit of a puzzle. I
think the state has decided that pro-
viding the kind of road signs that ac-
tually explain where you should go
would do more harm than good, slow-
ing traffic flow at crucial junctures. So
the policy seems to be that the driver
will learn by trial and error. In com-
plicated places, of which there are
many, you make the mistake once or
twice or three times and then you learn.
The misconception people have about
driving in New Jersey is that we Jer-
sey drivers think we are driving. In
fact, we are swarming. Freeways are
nice, but if you have to redirect down
a puddled two-lane road between tall
reeds that’s fine, too. Anyplace where
y two cars have enough miles it. All the coolant had leaked out you can drive is acceptable, basically.
M between them to circle the earth
ten times at the equator. I prefer the
through a hole in the radiator. I started
smelling strange smells, steam and
And you have to be able to switch
quickly from driving-swarming to
older one, a 2000 Honda Civic that smoke came from under the hood, merely sitting, when you find yourself
used to belong to my mother-in-law. and I pulled over next to a Baptist in a traffic jam. Then it’s best just to
It has racked up most of its miles in church on Route 3 whose occupants chill out, count how many hot, idling
New Jersey, where I live, and in New immediately emerged to ask if they trucks within your field of vision have
York City. Nothing about it stands could help. I had “melted” the engine, “Logistics” in their company names,
out—not its tan color, or its shape, or my mechanic said later; extreme heat and enjoy the temporarily reduced risk
the small yellow-and-white 2004 park- had wrecked it beyond repair. He put of major accident.
ing decal from the College of Staten in a used engine to replace it. My mother-in-law mainly drove
Island on its left rear window. If you In eighteen years, the car’s exterior the Honda in Staten Island, where
asked people to draw a car, my Honda has accumulated some dents. I haven’t she was a professor of economics at
is probably about what they would noticed them, growing accustomed to C.S.I. She gave it to my wife and me
come up with. It has been through a them over time. The result is that the when she went into an assisted-living
lot. Last year, while driving absent- car looks different to me from the way place. When we lived in SoHo, and
mindedly, I let it get overheated. I had it does to other people, just the way then in Park Slope, owning a car
not paid attention to the greenish my face looks different in my bath- seemed to be more trouble than it was
stain on the pavement where I parked room mirror from the way it does in worth, and I travelled mostly on foot
34 THE NEW YORKER, AUGUST 28, 2017 ILLUSTRATION BY YANN KEBBI
and by subway. We did have a car— plus a big fine. Tang, a Canadian cit-
another handed-down Honda—but izen, fled to Canada. In 2014, one
I always got into it with fear. Now year A.T. (After Tang), Mayor Bill de
something about the Staten Island Blasio lowered the speed limit on
origins of my current vehicle, and my New York City streets to a wishful
status as a longtime resident of New twenty-five miles per hour.
Jersey, lets me relax and become a part The fact that somebody drove that
of the traffic flow. I’m a local person fast for twenty-four minutes in one
in an indigenous car and need apol- of the most densely populated places
ogize to nobody. on Earth demonstrates what’s possi-
When that moment of acceptance ble with New York driving. I eschew
first happened, I crossed through the this kind of craziness, and I hope Tang
mental boundary that separates pe- never comes back. I drive mainly when
destrian from driver. This is a huge I have to, for work or to do errands.
transition. It cleaves the human per- Most of the time, I still use public
sonality, because driver and pedes- transportation.
trian are not friends. Objects in mo-
tion have disdain for objects that move or me, the dreamy part of metro-
more slowly or not at all, and your
surroundings appear different de-
F area driving happens when the
traffic is light and every highway on my
pending on which side of the divide phone’s congestion map glows green.
you’re on. Most descriptions of New This occurrence is rare. Say that sun-
York City are from the point of view rise on a Saturday in June is 5:24 a.m.,
of someone who is not driving. You and it’s light by five. For something
hear less about how the city looks to I’m writing, I want to make a quick
drivers for a simple reason: almost tour of city infrastructure. I am out of
nobody wants more drivers. And, once the house and driving by five-fifteen.
you make the crossover, New York The sun comes up a notch or two
turns out to be a good city to drive north of the Empire State Building
in. Starting with what Robert Moses and shoots rays split by the city’s can-
did to New York in the middle of the yons across the New Jersey Meadow-
last century, the city has remade it- lands. On the roads are almost no cars
self to favor drivers. Those past at all. I reach the George Washing-
changes cannot be easily reversed, and ton Bridge in twenty minutes.
today the driver still enjoys the sub- I listen to songs on the radio—it’s
stantial advantages they created. In not important which ones. In my
terms of public weal, the fewer peo- mind, I have just rescued a number
ple who know this the better. of people from a foreign catastrophe
Four years ago, a young bond trad- (probably somewhere in Russia) and
er named Adam Tang, trying for a am somehow driving them back to
personal record, drove the almost- New York while being pursued. This
circumference of Manhattan, a dis- type of scenario seems to be a popu-
tance of 26.5 miles, in twenty-four lar fantasy worldwide. For example,
minutes. His route included the the “Fast and Furious” movies are
F.D.R. Drive and the West Side High- about driving daringly and skillfully
way. Even stopping for red lights, he in order to save individual people and
averaged sixty-six miles per hour. Had also the world. The most recent in
he been content to keep the feat to the series, “The Fate of the Furious,”
himself, he might have escaped any has a scene in which good guys driv-
consequences, but he posted his dash- ing fast and a bad guy driving fast on
board-camera video online. When it New York City streets vie for a brief-
came to the attention of the author- case of nuclear codes that is being
ities, Tang was arrested for reckless transported in a limo that also car-
driving and reckless endangerment. ries the Russian Minister of Defense.
He hadn’t hit anybody, though the The movie has grossed $1.2 billion,
video showed a number of near-misses in dozens of countries, since its re-
that could have been fatalities. After lease, in April. A lot more happens in
a jury found him guilty, the judge sen- it. Thanks to that movie, tens of mil-
tenced him to the maximum jail time, lions of people around the world have
36 THE NEW YORKER, AUGUST 28, 2017
imagined themselves as beautiful, beaches. Instead, I drive through the perience this cool convergence once
grease-streaked male and female driver- abundant construction up ahead, cross in a while.
daredevils trying to out-race an im- a small drawbridge, keep going, and From the turnpike, it’s I-78 west,
probably speedy nuclear submarine eventually take the exit for J.F.K. Air- Garden State Parkway north to Exit
that is also attacking them by occa- port. In normal daytime traffic, J.F.K. 151, then west on Watchung Avenue,
sionally smashing up though the ice lies far from my house, a two-hundred- south on Grove Street, and I’m home—
they’re driving on. dollar-plus and two-hour-plus cab ride five boroughs, four major bridges, two
In a few minutes, I’m over the away; it’s satisfying to be among its airports, two states, and back in time
bridge and weaving among the pil- terminals and huge jets just ninety min- for breakfast.
lars that hold up the elevated tracks utes after leaving my door.
of the 4 train in the Bronx. The slanted I cruise J.F.K., then return to the lot of the driving in and around
early-morning sun amid the pillars
colors the sides of bread trucks mov-
Belt Parkway and go back toward
Brooklyn. After eighteen miles, I
A New York takes you under things,
through various limbos where dim-
ing slowly on their deliveries. At five- exit onto the ramp for the Verrazano- ness surrounds you amid artificial il-
fifty on a Saturday morning, the bread Narrows Bridge, whose towers are in lumination and red tail-lights reflected
trucks, and not much else, are what’s a haze of mist at this hour. Under- off shiny surfaces. When you’re en-
out there. I cross the Harlem River neath, a piled-high container ship is closed like that, the sounds of other
on the Madison Avenue Bridge, one departing the harbor. To her starboard engines get louder, the bass notes of
of the city’s lesser known crossings, are two man-made islands, Hoffman the music in the cars next to you beat
and then I’m in Manhattan, on the and Swinburne, with a few small sport- like hearts, and your own car’s un-
F.D.R. Drive heading south, cruising fishing boats near them. I wonder if treated brake problems echo nerve-
by the high-rises and the hospitals of my friend Frank is fishing there this rackingly off the nearest wall. The
the Upper East Side and under the morning. At the far side of the bridge, highway subterrains have a Stygian
tower of the United Nations. On my I join the Staten Island Expressway; quality—as in the so-called (by me)
left, the East River opens out, pleated in twelve minutes, I’m across the is- Forest of Columns that brings traffic
by tugboats. The Fifty-ninth Street land and on the brand-new Goethals onto and off the G.W.B. on the Man-
Bridge (now the Ed Koch Queens- Bridge, leading to New Jersey. Once hattan side. It’s always twilight in the
boro Bridge) and the Roosevelt Is- over the Goethals, I exit left, take the Forest of Columns. I have been in
land aerial tramway pass above. New Jersey Turnpike, and merge onto backups there at all hours as traffic
An automotive mnemonic for the its northbound lanes. sorts itself out with reverberant, souls-
downtown bridges is “BMW ”— Here is the best part of the route, of-the-damned honking. You get to
Brooklyn, Manhattan, and Williams- because when the landing patterns know these inhuman places inch by
burg, reading from south to north. I at Newark Airport are configured in inch if you drive them a lot. In a tube
choose the B, maybe the most glori- a certain way the planes coming in of the Lincoln Tunnel, as I crawl along,
ous bridge in the world, its cables ra- fly parallel to the turnpike and di- I always keep my eye out for the road
diating from their junction points at rectly above it. If everything is in sign, stored in a gloomy niche, that
the top of its towers like beams of synch, I can be motoring up the high- says “Police Training in Progress.” It’s
light. Continuing to Atlantic Avenue, been there for years but I’ve never seen
in Brooklyn, I pass the Barclays Cen- it used. And once in a great while
ter’s immense rust-colored bicycle there’s the fun-house thrill of seeing
helmet; then I bear right at Grand a Port Authority person go whizzing
Army Plaza so I can go by 152 Pros- by in a “catwalk car”—the vehicle
pect Park West, where my wife and I slightly bigger than a skateboard that
lived when our children were little. runs on a track along the tunnel’s wall.
Another right, and six blocks down- Passing through the tunnels I think
hill to Third Avenue; left on Third, of the fish and the keels of ships just
and up the ramp to the Brooklyn- a few dozen feet above. While work-
Queens Expressway, an elevated road. way among lanes of cars and trucks men were blasting out the Holland
Again, there are few cars and the road (the turnpike is busy at any hour) Tunnel, in 1924, the protective layer of
is open. with the freight-train tracks on the clay deposited over the blast area to
Before the end of Sunset Park, the right and all the earthbound vectors keep the explosions from blowing a
B.Q.E. divides from the Belt Park- lining up as an incoming jet roars hole in the river bottom and causing
way. I curl around the far end of overhead, outdistances everybody, disaster to the tunnel-diggers rose high
Brooklyn on the Belt, with the lower diverges to the left, and sets down enough that it impeded ships. A glass-
bay on my right, past the joggers on on a shimmery runway. The music topped tunnel would be a great idea,
the pathway through Owl’s Head Park on the radio can be helpful here; I’ve with lights aimed so that you could
and the fishermen leaning on the found that a big, anthemic prog-rock look upward, as in one of those aquar-
metal railing. My goal this morning song makes a good accompaniment. iums where you walk under the tanks.
isn’t Coney Island or any parks or Every tristate-area driver should ex- But that would probably only heighten
THE NEW YORKER, AUGUST 28, 2017 37
my fear that I’m going to be in a tun- category. When the Christie allies shut
nel someday when a wall of water comes down the lanes in order to create mis-
screaming down it. During Hurricane ery among drivers—misery that, they
Sandy, both tubes of the Brooklyn Bat- hoped, would be turned to anger at
tery Tunnel (now the Hugh L. Carey the mayor of Fort Lee, a Christie non-
Tunnel) did take on water, but no ve- supporter—the deed injected deliber-
hicles were in them. Five years later, ate malice into the everyday headaches
neither tube is fully repaired. of getting back and forth.
The longest trip I’ve ever made re- And, once the idea that the traffic
turning to New Jersey from my sister jams might be trying to drive us crazy
Maggie’s apartment in Brooklyn—al- on purpose entered the public con-
most three hours to cover the twenty- sciousness, the system was in trouble.
three miles—included about an hour A free-for-all mentality took over and
stopped in the middle tube of the Lin- any sense of common interest vanished.
coln Tunnel. My wife and I were sit- Billboards that advertise huge S.U.V.s
ting there listening to the 1010 WINS motoring like tanks over potholed roads
traffic reports every ten minutes. After implied that each of us should be fight-
forty minutes or so, the traffic guy said ing the transit demon individually—
that because of construction the mid- Hey, get your own S.U.V.! Get your
dle tube of the Lincoln Tunnel had own highway! It didn’t help that Chris-
been closed for the night. Immediately, tie had vetoed the building of a new
as one, all the drivers in the tunnel railroad tunnel under the Hudson lead-
leaned on their horns. Then as far as ing to Manhattan. Today, if you are
we could see in either direction peo- quiet on a delayed New Jersey Transit
ple jumped out of their cars and began train waiting to get into the existing
shouting and waving their arms and tunnel, and you listen to the ambient
hollering into their cell phones. They conversation noise among the passen-
wandered up and down talking to one gers, you will hear “Christie!” muttered
another, opened their car doors, yelled over and over.
some more, re-honked their horns. The
next WINS report made a correction: e have become a frantic coun-
the middle tube had not been closed
for the night, merely blocked by an ac-
W try. On the day I got into the
pileup, I could feel a static of rage and
cident in Jersey. We got back in our desperation in the air. As I stopped for
vehicles, still fuming but mollified. gas that morning, I thought that the
In New Jersey, we need more tun- last thing I needed was to get into an
nels; more bridges, too, though I don’t accident. My wife had been sick for
know where we’d put the bridges, with five months and was slowly recovering.
the ones we have already occupying the Conservatively, almost wincingly, I
best spots for overwater crossings. The pulled onto the Garden State Parkway,
whole region needs new infrastructure, on my way to see how construction was
with the Long Island Railroad having progressing on the Bayonne Bridge, a
more problems and delays each year, project I’d been keeping track of. Traffic
and the L train scheduled to be out of was bumper to bumper and moving at
commission for fifteen months, and sixty-five or seventy. Drivers tailgated
the subways in general no longer keep- one another and changed lanes like
ing up at rush hour. mad. I maintained the usual three car
Today’s mess has a particular his- lengths between my front bumper and
tory in our state. All political buffs the car ahead, but that space kept filling
should make a point of checking out up with lane-changers. At top speed,
the toll-booth entry lanes to the G.W.B. traffic approached the interchange
in Fort Lee—the lanes that two of where I-78 goes off to the east and to
Governor Chris Christie’s allies re- the west. I-78 east leads to Bayonne.
cently received jail terms for closing, The exit lanes are narrow here, with
back in 2015. These are the most con- a concrete retaining wall and a steep
sequential toll-booth lanes in the world. slope close on the right, and no room
I am always looking for new places in to change your mind if you get in the
need of historic markers, and the Fort westbound exit by mistake. A driver
Lee lanes take the top spots in that perhaps four cars ahead of me suddenly
38 THE NEW YORKER, AUGUST 28, 2017
decided to stop. I hit the brakes. A low- Neither was the woman in the car
slung red car a few feet off my rear in front of me. She stood there kind of
bumper swerved to the right and some- hugging herself and shaking. “I’m on
how made it through the narrow space my third cigarette already,” she said.
between the right lane and the wall, She worked as a car-service dispatcher
and sped away. A car behind the red at Newark Airport and was on her way
car hit me and spun across the three to that job. She had very long finger-
lanes. Several cars hit that car, on both nails and wore a low-cut top. She told
sides, while other cars were colliding me she was glad I was all right and I
farther back, the instantaneous con- told her I was glad she was all right.
cussive noises made both softer and The driver of the car behind me, a
harder by the popping of the air bags grandmother with several grandchil-
and the shattering of the windows. Bro- dren headed to the Jersey Shore for the
ken glass flew by me as if shot from a weekend, had applied her brakes so
fire hose. Standing on the brakes, I hard that they locked, and now they
skidded to a stop without hitting the wouldn’t unlock. Nobody had hit her
car in front of me, which caused it not and she hadn’t hit anybody. She put
to hit the car in front of it. In a half her grandchildren up on the concrete
second, smashed cars came to rest all wall, where they sat and watched. Fig-
over the highway like rolled dice. uring out who had hit whom gave the
After that, I went Elsewhere for a police a challenge. They walked all over
while. I guess I just sat there. Looking the fifty-yard-long crash site trying to
around inside, I found nothing broken, make sense of it, holding their clip-
on me or in the car’s interior. Even the boards horizontally and sketching on
windows had remained intact, though them. Meanwhile, E.M.S. workers put
glass from someone else’s windows injured people in neck and back braces
strewed my hood and trunk. The car and transferred them from the wrecks
in front of me had no mark on it. The onto gurneys and into ambulances. Sev-
driver, a woman, got out and lit a cig- eral of the injured were young women
arette. I could not see people in the who seemed stunned and in pain as
smashed-up cars, because the popped they were wheeled by.
air bags blocked where the windows A man with a long beard was walk-
used to be. ing the crash site and sweeping up
My car, still running, had been the glass and plastic and metal frag-
knocked into neutral. I turned it off. In ments with a push broom and then
the vicinity, I heard no sirens or honk- consolidating the smaller piles into
ing, just a strange quiet. A few cars up bigger piles. A state policeman took
ahead, a woman had got out and lain my driver’s license and registration.
down on the shoulder, and someone People were photographing the dam-
was leaning over her. I took out my age with their phones. On the other
phone and almost called my wife, then side of the chain-link fence that sep-
decided not to. A couple of months be- arated the highway from a neighbor-
fore, thieves had boosted my wallet on hood street, a crowd of people gath-
a trolleybus in Russia and I had called ered. A woman there offered a very
her right afterward to tell her, even detailed description of what had hap-
though it was four-thirty in the morn- pened that didn’t coincide with what
ing in New Jersey. With a little restraint, I’d seen, but I wasn’t sure what I’d
the shock of that call could have been seen. A man in a white T-shirt asked
avoided. As I was thinking about this, me, through the chain links, “Are you
I noticed that the highway had filled all right?” I said I was. He said, “Man,
with police cars, ambulances, and fire I’m glad you’re all right.”
trucks. I got out and saw that aside The ambulances took five or six peo-
from the smashed bumper my car was ple in all. Some had to wait until the
basically O.K., with no leaking fluids Irvington Fire Department pried the
or compromised tires. When I turned doors of their cars open. Then the rest
the key, it started. A helicopter hov- of us stood around and waited. As the
ered overhead. First responders kept stunned feeling wore off, we were talking
coming up and asking if I was hurt. to one another and to the cops and the
Thankfully, I wasn’t. firemen. It was unusual to have the
THE NEW YORKER, AUGUST 28, 2017 39
width of the Garden State’s three lanes would have thought he was nothing if
to stroll around in. At the edge of our he ran on that highway.
clearing, beyond the flashing police Speed affects you only if you have
lights, the immense traffic jam we’d something to compare it to. The whole
caused stretched who knew how far. planet is moving around the sun at sev-
The frantic feeling had subsided and enty thousand miles an hour, but, with
we were just neighbors commiserating our lack of perspective, the thrill is wasted
and passing the time. I stood with a on us. Some time after the downer of
few other people listening to a fireman running on the new highway, I had the
who was retiring in one week; he said experience of doing sprints in one of
that he hoped this would be his last ac- the halls of the school athletic building
cident. Continuing not to call my wife on a day that was too rainy for us to
increased my private sense of rightness, practice outside. The walls, just inches
and not being injured felt wonderful. away on either side, gave the illusion
The police told us that we had to that we were going blazingly fast. The
stay until the hospital called with infor- office of the athletic director, Mr. Hel-
mation about the people the ambulances wig, observed the hall through a large
had taken. If any of them died or had interior window, and we thundered by
suffered major injury, the accident be- the window in a blink while Mr. Hel-
came a possible crime scene, and a more wig sat at his desk and didn’t look up. I
detailed investigation would be required. never felt so fast or so strong in my life.
The state cop brought back my driver’s The truest basis of comparison, of
license and registration and looked again course, is with other runners. It’s the
at my car’s front. After about an hour, purest exhilaration to be running fast
I saw a cop talk on his cell phone and with fast people. Once, in a big meet, I
then walk over to the head fireman, did the hundred-yard dash in ten and
and the fireman nodded and smiled. two-tenths seconds, finishing second to
Then the cop walked among the wait- Gene Thomas, who did a ten-flat. Now-
ing drivers saying that the hospital had adays, I look at the numbers on the
reported nobody seriously hurt. We all “Walk” sign blinking down as I approach
cheered the news, giving one another a New York City crosswalk and wonder
the thumbs-up. Those of us who didn’t if ten seconds will be enough. That is
need tow trucks made ready to leave. how life goes. I still remember running
The cop I’d talked to earlier checked in a pack with Gene and a bunch of
out my car a last time and said, “Looks other guys. We won our prep-league in-
O.K. to me. You can go.” Evidently, the terstate championship in 1968. Our shoes’
collision had loosened the muffler be- long, narrow, sharp spikes went into the
cause the car made a racket as I drove track crisply, cinders flew out with each
off. It was great to be moving again. step; and once, during a quarter-mile
race, a little boy playing in the pole-vault
FAMILY-VACATION
admit, it’s a beautiful play. We were so
grateful that we didn’t even argue when,
BREAKDOWN
the next morning, they suggested vis-
iting the Chihuly exhibit we’d already
been to three fucking times.
BY JEN SPYRA Jill Kass: From there on out, we were
playing catch-up.
Andrea Lewis (Vacation Nation): Jill, Ryan, Jill Kass: No doubt about it, the P. F. Andre Gaines (Trip Daddy): It seemed
thank you for taking the time for this Chang’s misstep set us back. We tried like the parents broke it open on night
press conference. You guys just came to appease the kids, and we ended up four, with the surprise visit from the
off an eight-day visit with Jill’s parents playing their game instead of ours, Lassers. Bob and Rhonda stayed for
in Florida. You went into this vacation which is more Wendy’s drive-through. seventy-four minutes, thirty-eight of
with high hopes. It seemed like you’d The banana spring rolls ate valuable which were spent discussing water dam-
put the Disney cruise behind you and minutes off the clock, and that left age to their condo. Ryan, you asked a
had addressed some holes in your game, us tired going into the series with follow-up question around minute nine-
in terms of prioritizing Chloe’s nap my parents. teen that some folks are saying cost you
time and making Jill’s mom feel appre- Scott Kendall (Tripologist): Speaking of the conversation.
ciated. But you came up short. Can you Jill’s parents, they seemed to be tougher Ryan Kass: That’s on me. Jill had been
talk a little bit about what went wrong, competition than usual—especially her doing a great job of making little sym-
and about your plan going forward? dad. What did Stu Weinbaum do differ- pathetic noises that were polite but
Ryan Kass: I mean, honestly, this one’s ently, and was it hard to adjust to his showed no real interest. In that situa-
gonna hurt for a while. We’ll rest level of play? tion, it’s all about shutting down the
up, and then Jill and I will huddle, Ryan Kass: Look, S-Dub’s got a lot of attack with one-word responses. We
we’ll entertain the fantasy of staying ways he can hurt you. For instance, we know surprise friend visits are a part of
in a hotel next time, and we’ll take it know he’ll burst into our room and yell the Weinbaums’ game.
from there. “Waffle time!” at 7 A.M. But he brought Lois Halberstatt (Real Clear Vacay): Jill,
Andrea Lewis: Looking at some num- new heat on this trip, and it was hard what’s your message to your teammate
bers here, you finished Friday with four to adjust. At the end of the day, you after this kind of loss?
door-slams, one meltdown at a Tommy can go over strategy again and again, Jill Kass: Just get focussed on Thanks-
Hilfiger outlet, and one screaming match but until you’re actually in the car with giving. We’re better than this. And we’re
at a P. F. Chang’s. Obviously not the Stu and he’s insisting on driving sev- going to have to really buckle down
LUCI GUTIÉRREZ
game plan you had drawn up. How did enteen miles out of the way to show and get to work if we want to be ready
the drive down to Fort Lauderdale affect you the brand-new Publix, you don’t for Christmas with Ryan’s parents. Joyce
your mind-set going into the matchup know how you’ll react. and Alan are the defending champs for
against Mr. and Mrs. Weinbaum? Scott Kendall: Just to clarify, you didn’t a reason.
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publicans an obvious edge. Meanwhile,
MODERN TIMES the A.P. sought and distributed legal
opinions supporting Hayes. (Outraged
ne day in August, 2016, the finan- morning, and then to spend the rest of The refiner that he was worried about
Ihavefalike.
you squint, Trump and Icahn look
Both grew up in Queens and
an outer-borough chip on their
and Phillips Petroleum. His method was
straightforward: he identified businesses
whose assets were worth more than their
he has generated “billions and billions”
of dollars for shareholders, while man-
aging to make out just fine himself. “I’m
shoulders. Both first came to tabloid stock; he acquired enough of that stock like a gunfighter you hire to save the
prominence against the gaudy backdrop to force changes in the company which town,” he once remarked. “That gunfight-
of the nineteen-eighties. Both are brash, drove up the stock price; then he sold er is there to do good. He knows he’s on
plainspoken street fighters, examples of the stock. Implicit in Icahn’s approach the right side, and he’s proud of it, but
an American archetype: the populist rich was the conviction that he was smart he’ll only do what he does if he knows
guy. But Trump comes from the wealthy enough to know more about how to make he’ll get paid for it.”
enclave of Jamaica Estates, whereas Icahn money in a given business than the ex- It is true that Icahn has increased the
grew up in a lower-middle-class family ecutives who actually ran the business. value of many companies that he has in-
in Bayswater. His mother, Bella, was a He regarded the management at the vested in, but there are also numerous
schoolteacher; his father, Michael, was a companies he targeted with contempt. instances in which, in the aftermath of
failed opera singer who, even though he Unlike Trump, Icahn was not one to in- a raid, he emerges as a winner and ev-
was an atheist, became the cantor in a sinuate himself into the sort of club that eryone else seems to lose. In 1985, he
local synagogue, because he loved the would not accept him as a member; he seized control of the airline T.W.A. Ac-
music. Carl was an only child, born to- preferred to storm the clubhouse with a cording to the Times, Icahn celebrated
ward the end of the Depression, in 1936. pitchfork. One of Icahn’s oft-repeated by donning a T.W.A. flight jacket and
Throughout his youth, his father railed bromides is that the average C.E.O. is strutting around his office, exclaiming,
against the robber barons, condemning the like a fraternity president: a nice guy to “We’ve got ourselves an airline!” He took
concentration of extreme wealth. Icahn have a beer with, but maybe not too bright. the company private, pocketing nearly
told Mark Stevens, “The social juxtapo- Corporations, seeing Icahn coming, half a billion dollars, then sold off its as-
sition of a tiny group of people living often tried to fight him off. His reputa- sets. He also waged a bitter fight against
in great splendor and many more living in tion grew so fearsome that some com- the flight attendants’ union. Because most
abject poverty was anathema to him.” panies paid him to go away by buying attendants were women, Icahn insisted,
As a boy, Icahn was bright and am- his shares back at a premium—a prac- they were not “breadwinners,” and should
bitious. When he was offered a scholar- not expect compensation commensurate
ship to Woodmere Academy, an expen- with that of male employees. At one
sive private school on the South Shore point in the negotiations, he reportedly
of Long Island, his parents toured the suggested that if the flight attendants
campus and met with teachers. But they were having such trouble making ends
worried about the values that their son meet they “should have married a rich
would be exposed to there, so they sent husband.” (Icahn denied having made
him to public high school instead. The sexist comments.) C. E. Meyer, the com-
sting of that reversal lingered. Half a pany’s chief executive, described Icahn
century later, in the heat of a high-stakes as “one of the greediest men on earth.”
negotiation, Icahn would occasionally tice known as “paying greenmail.” Marty T.W.A. eventually went out of business.
digress to inform his adversaries that al- Lipton, a corporate lawyer whose firm Like Trump, Icahn adheres to a sim-
though he attended public school instead has often been hired by companies that ian dominance code in which every
of Woodmere Academy, he still went on were looking to thwart an Icahn take- deal—and possibly every human inter-
to become a billionaire. Icahn is an old over, wrote a memo four years ago in action—is a zero-sum contest. Only the
man now, with an old man’s penchant which he described raiders like Icahn as alpha prevails. Yet, among Trump’s pan-
for repeating stories; he frequently re- engaging in “a form of extortion.” In Lip- oply of wealthy boosters, Icahn is dis-
turns to the theme that his parents un- ton’s view, such investors “create short- tinctive, if not unique, because of the
derestimated him. “My father was never term increases in the market price of President’s willingness to play the beta
able to accomplish anything,” he once their stock at the expense of long-term role and genuflect before him. When
said, adding, “I never respected him.” value.” In the nineties, when Icahn was they met, during the eighties, Trump
In 1960, after studying philosophy fighting for control of Marvel Comics, was an eager supplicant, perhaps in part
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because Icahn really is what Trump has “Possibly?” the judge asked. Post. “But I will say he’s a consensus
always pretended to be: a genuine mas- “Possibly,” Icahn said, adding, “Don’t builder.” When Trump first announced
ter dealmaker, and a legitimately self- tell my wife.” (Icahn’s first marriage ended his candidacy, in June, 2015, he appeared
made man. Icahn started out with much in an acrimonious divorce. He is now on “Morning Joe,” and said, “I would like
less than Trump did, and ended up with married to his former assistant, Gail to bring my friend Carl Icahn” into the
vastly more. In 1988, Trump paid eleven Golden, who manages his charitable in- government, suggesting that Icahn might
million dollars to host a heavyweight terests.) When Oliver Stone was doing make a good Treasury Secretary. Icahn
title fight between Mike Tyson and research for his 1987 film, “Wall Street,” replied, in a post on his personal Web
Michael Spinks, at Boardwalk Hall, in he paid a visit to Icahn, and borrowed site, “I am flattered but do not get up
Atlantic City. Before the fight, Trump one of his observations for the charac- early enough in the morning to accept
took Icahn backstage to meet Tyson. ter Gordon Gekko: “If you need a friend, this opportunity.”
The bout started late, and get a dog.” Trump’s almost
the announcer was obliged canine subservience to the hen Icahn initially made a take-
to recite an attenuated roll
call of famous guests, among
older financier is such that,
for years, Icahn, who is a ten-
W over bid for CVR Energy, in Feb-
ruary, 2012, the company hired Wachtell,
them Trump’s “good friend” nis fan, has enjoyed droit-du- Lipton, Rosen & Katz, the formidable
Carl Icahn. seigneur access to Trump’s per- New York law firm, to deflect him. But
Two years later, Trump sonal box at the U.S. Open. Icahn prevailed, acquiring an eighty-two-
unveiled the Taj Mahal, In 2010, Trump again per-cent stake in the refiner. CVR had
a spangled confection on found himself in trouble in never built enough of its own ethanol-
the boardwalk. It had been Atlantic City. But this time blending facilities to comply with the
financed entirely with junk Icahn was his antagonist. Renewable Fuel Standard, buying rin
bonds, and by the time construction was Along with a Texas banker, Icahn was credits instead. This was a bad bet. “Up
complete it was already imperilled by trying to gain control of three Trump until 2013, the conventional wisdom was
debt. When Trump needed to make an casinos. When a lawyer asked, during that there would be no volatility in rin
interest payment on the loans, his father, a deposition, whether Icahn intended prices,” Tristan Brown, a professor at
Fred, sent a lawyer to another Trump ca- to rebrand the casinos, he said that a the State University of New York’s Col-
sino, the Trump Castle, to buy $3.3 mil- consultant had deemed the Trump name lege of Environmental Science and For-
lion in chips. Not long afterward, Trump a “disadvantage.” In an interview, Trump estry, who has studied the rin market,
was bailed out once again—this time by shot back, “Everybody wants the brand, told me. But that year prices started to
Icahn. One of Icahn’s specialties is in- including Carl. It’s the hottest brand in climb. The rin market is much less trans-
vesting in distressed debt, and he pur- the country.” But in Icahn’s opinion the parent than the stock market, and some
chased the Taj’s outstanding bonds at a only real downside to shedding the players appeared to be hoarding credits,
steep discount. Rather than oust Trump, Trump name was the expense that would which drove up their price. Icahn wor-
Icahn negotiated with the other bond- be associated with changing all the sign- ried that CVR’s competitors, knowing
holders to allow Trump to retain equity age. Trump expressed dismay at Icahn’s that the company was in trouble, were
in the casino, as well as his place on the slight, telling the Times, in 2011, that he deliberately manipulating the price,
board. Years later, when Trump named was a “loyalist” who prioritized friend- subjecting his refiner to a so-called “short
Icahn a special adviser, the Democratic ship, whereas “with Carl the friendship squeeze.” (Icahn is no stranger to this
National Committee released a state- stops where the deal begins.” (Icahn re- tactic, having attempted to put a short
ment that alluded to the Atlantic City sponded that he did not consider the squeeze on the investor Bill Ackman by
episode, suggesting that the White House two of them to be close, adding, point- driving up the price of Herbalife, a stock
appointment was “a quid pro quo twenty- edly, that he had not been invited to that Ackman was betting against.)
five years in the making.” Icahn, how- Ivanka Trump’s wedding.) In court pa- During the 2016 Presidential cam-
ever, had already been handsomely re- pers, Icahn’s lawyers suggested that paign, Icahn—who owns twenty or so
munerated for his investment: he sold Trump’s name was no longer “synony- companies and has investments all over
the bonds, in 1993, for more than dou- mous with business acumen, high qual- the world—raised the issue of renewable-
ble what he had paid for them. ity, and style.” Icahn told the Wall Street fuel credits at every opportunity, speak-
Icahn and Trump maintained a loose Journal, “I like Donald personally, but ing of the “insane” perfidy of the E.P.A.
friendship during the ensuing decades, frankly I’m a little curious about the big and the plight of his refiner. “This is
one that was hardly as intimate as deal about the name.” If the Trump something that Carl does,” a former Icahn
Trump likes to make it sound. The very brand carried such cachet, he asked, employee told me. “He becomes fixated
notion of a relationship that transcends why did Trump properties keep going on something, even something that rep-
mercenary self-interest may be alien bankrupt? resents a small part of his portfolio. He
to Icahn. Once, in a court proceeding, Even after Icahn started supporting gets obsessed.”
he said, “If the price is right, we are Trump’s Presidential run, he often sea- Trump’s bid for the Presidency may
going to sell. I think that’s true of ev- soned his praise with a dash of disdain. have seemed like a long shot, and Icahn
erything you have, except maybe your “I’m not here to say Donald’s a great professed to have misgivings about the
kids and possibly your wife.” businessman,” he told the Washington “negativity” of his chosen candidate.
50 THE NEW YORKER, AUGUST 28, 2017
But he believed that Trump would slash creating a Big Oil “oligopoly” that would like Carl Icahn. When the press asked
regulation and, specifically, would make cause gas prices to skyrocket. whether the fact sheet signalled Trump’s
the change that Icahn wanted on bio- Whatever sympathy Trump may have intention to adjust the rule—at the risk
fuel credits—shifting the so-called felt for Icahn’s predicament, he had an of inflaming Corn Belt voters—a spokes-
“point of obligation” so that other par- important interest of his own: he needed man responded that an “incorrect” ver-
ties, closer in the supply chain to the states like Iowa on his side in order to sion of the fact sheet had been posted.
gas pump, would be compelled to pur- win the Presidency. At a June, 2016, rally The bullet point disappeared.
chase rin credits, instead of merchant in Cedar Rapids, he pledged his support
refiners like CVR. for the Renewable Fuel Standard, and s an investor, Icahn likes to zig where
Even if Trump was elected, there were
reasons to believe that Icahn’s objective
promised to save the ethanol industry,
which was “under siege.”
A others zag. It is not clear how much
confidence he had in Trump’s prospects
might be difficult to achieve. The etha- That September, however, something in 2016, or whether, on Election Night,
nol industry opposed shifting the point curious happened. The Trump cam- he was as surprised as the rest of the
of obligation, and was represented by ex- paign—which had not distinguished it- country. But Icahn attended the im-
perienced lobbyists. In August, 2016, Bob self for the wonky exactitude of its white promptu victory party at the Hilton in
Dinneen, who runs a leading ethanol papers—issued a fact sheet on economic midtown, where nobody seemed to have
trade group, the Renewable Fuels Asso- policy that, amid generic promises of arranged for balloons, though a cake had
ciation, told the Houston Chronicle that “unbridled economic growth,” contained been fashioned into a bust of a scowling
the Renewable Fuel Standard functions a surprisingly detailed bullet point about Trump. Supporters wearing “Make
basically as it should, providing incen- the E.P.A.’s rin program. “These re- America Great Again” hats celebrated,
tives to refiners that blend ethanol and quirements have turned out to be im- in a daze. Icahn left the party after mid-
penalizing those which do not. Chang- possible to meet and are bankrupting night. The global markets were tanking
ing the regulation, Dinneen said, would many of the small and midsize refiner- on the news of Trump’s win, so he went
simply reward “folks who haven’t done ies in this country,” the passage read. home and made a billion dollars’ worth
what the law said they should do.” “These regulations will give Big Oil an of investments.
The Renewable Fuel Standard had oligopoly.” This did not sound especially Within days of the victory, according
passed with support from an improba- like Donald Trump. It did sound a lot to people familiar with the situation,
bly diverse coalition: environmentalists,
who wanted to curb greenhouse-gas
emissions; national-security hawks, who
wanted to reduce reliance on foreign oil;
and farm-state lawmakers, who wanted
to boost the corn industry. (Most etha-
nol is made from corn.) Senator Chuck
Grassley, the Iowa Republican, opposed
shifting the point of obligation. So did
the American Petroleum Institute, one
of the most powerful lobbying groups in
Washington, because some integrated
oil giants, such as BP and Shell, were
now producing so much blended fuel
that they were generating surplus cred-
its, which they sold to smaller refiners
like CVR. Because the petroleum indus-
try and the ethanol industry tend to see
in one another an existential threat, there
are few policy issues on which they agree.
The point of obligation for rin credits
is one of them.
This daunting array of forces only
intensified Icahn’s ire, reinforcing his
sense of himself as an aggrieved out-
sider. In his open letter to the E.P.A.,
he fumed that the rin market was
“rigged,” giving Big Oil a windfall at
the expense of smaller refiners such as
CVR. Without a policy change, he
warned, the regulation would soon
bankrupt small and mid-sized refiners,
this should be done immediately.” One
reason that the rin market is so unsta-
ble is that the price of the credits is ex-
tremely sensitive to developments in the
news that might affect their future value.
On the day that Pruitt was appointed,
the price of rins plunged—a welcome
outcome for Icahn, because it would cost
CVR less to purchase the credits that it
needed to fulfill its regulatory obligation.
On December 22nd, the day after
Icahn was formally declared to be an ad-
viser to the President, rin prices dropped
again. It was hardly lost on Wall Street
that the famously single-minded inves-
tor might leverage his new role to advo-
cate for his own investments. Barron’s
asked, “Has Carl Icahn been appointed
Secretary of Talking His Own Book?”
“What do you think of the new cubicles?” The Web site Dealbreaker, noting Icahn’s
lack of conflict-of-interest constraints,
proposed an alternative job title: “Secre-
• • tary of Do Whatever the Fuck You Want.”
Trump had enlisted Icahn to help him the years, you develop instincts for pick- ll Presidents seek advice from the
staff major government agencies. Icahn
employees began reviewing the refer-
ing the right C.E.O.,” he said. “Is there
anything wrong with me saying, ‘This
A private sector. Sometimes they have
done so informally, as when Bill Clin-
ences and résumés of potential Cabinet guy is the right guy for this job at this ton made late-night phone calls to a
appointees. It has frequently been re- time’? It doesn’t mean Donald is going “kitchen cabinet” of business leaders. On
marked that Trump has stacked his Ad- to take my advice, necessarily.” other occasions, an Administration has
ministration with plutocrats. Less often When Scott Pruitt visited Trump brought executives into the bureaucracy
acknowledged is the degree to which Tower to discuss the top job at the E.P.A., on a part-time basis, making them so-
many of these appointments bear Icahn’s the President-elect concluded the inter- called Special Government Employees,
fingerprints. On November 15th, Icahn view by instructing him to walk two which requires certain divestments and
tweeted, “Spoke to @realDonaldTrump. blocks uptown to meet with Icahn. disclosures. Between these informal and
Steve Mnuchin and Wilbur Ross are Trump, according to a Bloomberg News formal models lies a third option: Pres-
being considered for Treasury and Com- account, told him, “He has some ques- idents often establish outside advisory
merce. Both would be great choices.” He tions for you.” Pruitt was precisely the boards of corporate leaders; in such sit-
added, “Both are good friends of mine sort of candidate that Icahn might favor. uations, the business leaders are not ex-
but, more importantly, they are two of A fierce opponent of environmental reg- pected to give up any of their holdings,
the smartest people I know.” Two days ulation, Pruitt had spent years, as the at- and may advocate on behalf of their in-
later, Icahn told the Fox Business Chan- torney general of Oklahoma, suing the dustries without having to register as
nel that he had just had dinner with agency that he was now in talks to over- lobbyists. Icahn has likened his sinecure
Mnuchin, and had “urged Donald to see. Even so, Pruitt knew that Icahn to this type of arrangement, saying, “I’m
consider him.” He continued, “I’m not would likely want to discuss one partic- not making any policy. I am only giving
going to be the one to announce it, but ular issue—rin credits—and as Pruitt my opinion.”
I do believe he will get the job.” On No- and an aide headed up Fifth Avenue they For any executive, having access to
vember 30th, Mnuchin did. searched the Internet for information on the Oval Office can be good for busi-
When potential Cabinet secretaries the credits system and its impact on ness. In a new research paper, “All the
visited Trump Tower to meet with the Icahn’s refiner. President’s Friends,” the University of
President-elect, they were sometimes Pruitt was nominated on Decem- Illinois finance professors Jeffrey R.
sent for a second interview—with Icahn. ber 8th. The next day, Icahn said in an Brown and Jiekun Huang studied the
On the day that Jay Clayton was an- interview with Bloomberg News, “I’ve share prices at companies whose execu-
nounced as Trump’s choice to head the spoken to Scott Pruitt four or five times. tives visited the White House, and found
Securities and Exchange Commission, I told Donald that he is somebody who that the real, or implied, influence of such
he stopped by Icahn’s office for a meet- will do away with many of the problems encounters boosted the value of the com-
ing. Appearing on CNBC in December, at the E.P.A.” He continued, “I do think panies in the months after such visits.
Icahn defended his role as a talent spot- he feels pretty strongly about the absur- Jimmy Williams, Icahn’s former lobby-
ter for the Trump Administration. “Over dity of these obligations, and I feel that ist, told me, “Can Carl Icahn take his
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influence with the President and make as a younger man, hopped on planes to Some speculated that Dinneen had
deals that benefit him? Any C.E.O. who visit companies he was investing in, but been influenced by Valero, a refiner whose
has a relationship with the President can now he mostly has people come to him. biofuels subsidiary had recently joined
do that, regardless of party.” His offices are full of reminders, as if ar- his association, and which had sent a
Brown and Huang were able to write ranged by a set decorator, that Icahn is representative to join Dinneen at his
their paper only because the Obama a conqueror: the walls are lined with oil meeting with Icahn. Like CVR, Valero
White House made public its visitor paintings depicting famous battles, as had not sufficiently invested in blending
logs—something that Trump has refused well as framed stock certificates and other infrastructure and was spending huge
to do. Without such information, it is trophies from companies that he has sub- sums on RIN credits. But, after reporters
impossible to know which executives are dued. A pair of antique duelling pistols hounded Dinneen, he offered a differ-
meeting with the Trump Administra- adorn his desk. ent explanation: in a statement, he ex-
tion at the White House. And the kind Icahn is known for his stamina and plained that he had “received a call from
of outside panels that Icahn considers to deviousness as a negotiator. Connie an official with the Trump Administra-
be similar to his role are subject to the Bruck, in her 1988 book, “The Predators’ tion, informing us that a pending exec-
Federal Advisory Committee Act, which Ball,” describes his passion for all-night utive order would change the point of
mandates that their meetings must be negotiation sessions, and notes that some obligation.” In other words, the policy
held in public. Austan Goolsbee, who of his interlocutors suspect that he de- was going to change by Presidential fiat,
served as the chairman of Obama’s Coun- liberately prolongs these encounters, not whether the industry liked it or not. “I
cil of Economic Advisers, told me, just as a tactic but “because he is having was told in no uncertain terms that the
“The Obama Administration established such a good time.” Icahn is a serious point of obligation was going to be
clear disclosure and full transparency chess player; as a young man, he consid- moved,” Dinneen said. The executive
about what advice people were giving ered becoming a chess master but de- order would be “non-negotiable.”
and when they were giving it. You can cided not to, because there was no money Confronted with this fait accompli,
be an outside adviser or a government in it. He paid his way through Prince- Dinneen apparently felt that his only op-
employee. The rules are clear for each. ton, in part, with poker earnings, and he tion was to secure whatever concessions
With Icahn, they seem to be trying to has played the game with Leon Black, he could for his industry. One long-
invent a kind of Guantánamo Bay situ- the founder of Apollo Global Manage- standing priority for Dinneen and other
ation, in which you’re simultaneously ment; Sam Waksal, the ImClone founder, biofuel advocates has been to change
both and neither.” who went to prison for insider trading; laws so that gas blends containing fifteen
Norm Eisen, who served as Obama’s and the onetime junk-bond king Mi- per cent ethanol can be sold year-round.
Special Counsel for Ethics and Govern- chael Milken, who has also done time (Such blends cannot legally be sold during
ment Reform, argues that Icahn is “not for white-collar crime. “Waksal, Milken, the summer, the peak driving season;
just an outside kibbitzer” but a formal Ivan Boesky,” the former Icahn employee Dinneen contends that the prohibition,
adviser who should be subject to con- said. “Carl has never got into trouble. meant to alleviate smog, is outdated.) So
straints. “He gets a title,” Eisen said. “He But he’s played with everyone who did.” Dinneen pressed for that adjustment, in
gets a broad policy portfolio. He’s in- In his business dealings, Icahn is a mas- exchange for his acquiescence on the
volved in personnel decisions, in policy ter of the bluff. “Carl views the legal point of obligation.
discussions. To me, all of that adds up to norms as a starting point for a negotia- Many ethanol-industry watchers I
him being a Special Government Em- tion, rather than a moral compass,” a spoke with were flabbergasted by this
ployee.”The blitheness with which Icahn financier who has faced off against him turn of events. When I called Dinneen,
and the Trump White House sidestepped told me. “He’s not afraid to cross the line he told me that the only Trump Admin-
the federal requirements is evidence, if he thinks he’s on firm ground. ‘Per- istration official he had been speaking
Eisen contends, that “this is a lawless Ad- haps the law says that this is wrong. But with was Icahn. “I’m old-school,” Din-
ministration.” Immediately after Icahn’s I know better, and I am willing to sue or neen said. “If I get a call from a special
appointment was announced, shares in be sued.’ It’s a rare breed of person who adviser to the President, I’m going to
Icahn Enterprises surged. Forbes esti- will do that. Carl lives in that breach.” take it.” Dinneen explained that although
mated that his stake in the company rose On February 27th, the news leaked Icahn never said explicitly that he was
in value from $6.8 billion to $7.3 billion— that Dinneen and Icahn had struck a deal: speaking on behalf of the President, he
an increase of five hundred and ten mil- the Renewable Fuels Association would did say that he had discussed the point
lion dollars, in a day. end its long-held opposition to changing of obligation with Trump, and that he
the point of obligation, and side with was confident that a change in policy
IFuelsnDinneen,
early February, Icahn contacted Bob
the head of the Renewable
Association. Icahn proposed that
Icahn in his push to shift the obligation
away from refiners like CVR. This was a
surprising development. There had been
was coming soon. Normally, Dinneen
pointed out, any negotiation between the
government and private industry would
they meet to discuss Dinneen’s opposi- no ambiguity about Dinneen’s position, take place with “an army of people” as-
tion to shifting the point of obligation and earlier that month the Renewable sembled on opposite sides of a confer-
for RINs. Dinneen took the train from Fuels Association had made a submission ence table: a phalanx of lawyers, techni-
Washington to New York and went to to the E.P.A. objecting to such a change. cal specialists, and other advisers. This
the offices of Icahn Enterprises. Icahn, What was behind this abrupt reversal? was different. Then again, he noted, with
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a dry chuckle, “This whole town is differ- officers at the agency; he does, however, of the news reports about the executive
ent now.” Now he was cutting deals, mano meet regularly, behind closed doors, with order told me that he had assured them,
a mano, with Icahn: a friend of Trump, industry executives. Some observers fear “I was not consulted on this.”
the owner of a refiner, and a special ad- that the E.P.A. is now run like a Senate Brooke Coleman, the executive direc-
viser to the President. If this was the new office, where representatives meet with tor of the Advanced Biofuels Business
reality, Dinneen figured, he needed to constituents and do constituent services— Council, pointed out to me that these
find a way to work with it. To do other- except that the constituent is industry. events unfolded just a month into the
wise would be malpractice, he said, add- For example, under the Obama Admin- Trump Administration. Many staffers
ing, “Icahn had a title I couldn’t ignore.” istration the E.P.A. moved to ban chlor- had not arrived yet, and there was no real
Dinneen insisted to me that he and pyrifos, a pesticide manufactured by Dow policymaking apparatus. The point-of-
Icahn never struck a conclusive deal; they Chemical, after agency scientists found obligation rule was a relatively obscure
simply came to an agreement that he that it caused neurodevelopmental dam- agenda item, a top priority for almost no-
would propose to his board age in children. Dow lob- body but Icahn. “This was a middle-of-
that the association end its bied against the ban, and the-night quick strike,” Coleman said. “In
opposition to shifting the Pruitt recently tabled it, cit- the middle of the night, Icahn said, ‘Sign
point of obligation. But, ing “uncertainty” about the this.’ But it didn’t work. He got caught.”
after a phone call with Din- scientific evidence that it is Those were heady times for executive or-
neen on February 23rd, hazardous to kids. ders, with the President seeming to sign
Icahn spoke with the Pres- Icahn could scarcely have a new one each day. But several people
ident and relayed the sub- asked for a more business- told me that the point-of-obligation
stance of this agreement. friendly figure at the E.P.A. change could not have been made sim-
Icahn, who had been out But, when news leaked ply by executive prerogative. “It’s a regu-
walking his dog, talked to about a policy shift on the lation,” Janet McCabe said. “So the reg-
Trump from the lobby of point of obligation, the eth- ulation would have to be changed, and
his apartment building. Bloomberg News anol industry protested. Jeff Broin, the there is a whole process for that.” In 1946,
later reported that, according to Icahn, C.E.O. of Poet, a large ethanol producer, the Administrative Procedure Act estab-
“Trump seemed receptive.” Trump in- complained, “This was a back-room ‘deal’ lished a protocol for rule-making that in-
structed Icahn to telephone Gary Cohn, made by people who want out of their volves interagency coördination and input
his senior adviser on economic issues. obligations.” One group, Fuels America, from interested parties.
Cohn handed the matter to an aide on declared that Dinneen’s Renewable Fuels “Icahn was always talking about an
the National Economic Council, a for- Association was “no longer aligned with ‘executive order’—that was his vernacu-
mer oil lobbyist named Mike Catanzaro, America’s biofuel industry,” and severed lar,” Dinneen recalled. An official in the
who spent an hour going through the ties with it. Emily Skor, who runs Growth Trump Administration told me that re-
details with Icahn. When, four days later, Energy, another trade group, objected ports about an impending executive order
Bloomberg News broke the story that an that Dinneen had been negotiating with- were “not true,” because “there was no
executive order was imminent, corn and out consulting other stakeholders in the organic executive-order process that
gasoline prices went berserk. ethanol industry. “This is no deal for any- would be normal for something like that.”
It was not hard to believe that the one but Carl Icahn,” she said. Senator There was a draft executive order, the
Trump White House had shifted policy Joni Ernst, of Iowa, also derided the deal, official acknowledged, but it did not orig-
at the behest of an industry crony. The pointing out that it would benefit only inate in the White House: “It was some-
Administration had devoted itself, in its a “select few.” thing Icahn sent to us.”
early days, to dismantling the regulatory “Icahn is very sophisticated,” Brooke
state, in close consultation with business n February 28th, Kelly Love, a Coleman said. “But maybe not about
interests. The White House established
deregulation teams at various federal
O spokeswoman for the White House,
denied that there was any plan to shift
Washington.” Senator Chuck Grassley
not only represents corn growers; he also
agencies. Administration officials have the point of obligation, telling Reuters, chairs the Judiciary Committee, which
refused to disclose the names of team “There is no ethanol executive order in helps confirm Trump’s appointments of
members, but reporting by ProPublica the works.” In an interview with Bloom- judges. This is the reason that traditional
and the Times suggests that many of berg, Stefan Passantino, the White House policy negotiations are so overcrowded.
them have come from the regulated in- lawyer in charge of ethics and compli- Washington is a city of vying constitu-
dustries themselves. ance, questioned any characterization of encies, many of which happen to be very
Efforts at health-care reform, an in- Icahn as a government official, saying, powerful. Coleman believes that “some-
frastructure bill, and tax cuts have all “He is simply a private citizen whose one probably walked into Trump’s office
stalled, stymied by the infighting, indis- opinion the President respects and whom and said, ‘Here’s why you need Chuck
cipline, and incompetence of the Trump the President speaks with from time to Grassley more than you need Carl Icahn.’ ”
Administration. But deregulation has time.” In subsequent conversations with Did Icahn think that he could bluff
been a quiet success, and nowhere more industry representatives, Pruitt distanced his way to a change in federal regu-
so than at the E.P.A. Pruitt has not made himself from Icahn’s efforts. Two people lation? One thing is clear: whatever
it a habit to meet with senior career who spoke with Pruitt in the aftermath the White House might say, Dinneen
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believed that Icahn was negotiating on quently reported that, when the price of ergy sector, pointed out that “if an in-
behalf of the Trump Administration. RINs was high, CVR sold millions of the dividual has influence over expectations
Icahn has boasted to associates in New credits. The company would eventually in this market, he can end up moving
York about his access to the President. need to turn over its quota of credits to prices.” When rin prices dropped, it
On March 1st, in a filing to the Securi- the E.P.A., yet in the months before its afforded CVR an opportunity to cover
ties and Exchange Commission, Icahn annual deadline it was quietly selling them its short, buying back the rins it needed
Enterprises made a point of mentioning off. This was extremely unusual. “To my to meet its regulatory obligation at a
that “Mr. Icahn is currently serving as a knowledge, this is the first time you had steep discount.
special advisor to President Donald J. someone taking a short position in the Because CVR will not comment on
Trump on issues relating to regulatory RIN market,” Tristan Brown, the SUNY the trades, it is impossible to know how
reform.” Such a disclosure could indi- professor, told me. many credits were bought during this pe-
cate merely that Icahn is being transpar- To short a stock or a commodity is to riod. Normally, the refiner posted a loss
ent with his shareholders. But it is also, make a bet that the price will drop. And for the sum that it spent on RINs each
unequivocally, a signal: I have the ear of in this instance it was extremely risky: if quarter, and those losses had lately
the President. the deadline arrives and a refiner does amounted to as much as sixty million
Richard Painter, who served as the not have the required quota of credits, dollars. But, on a shareholder call in April,
chief ethics lawyer for George W. Bush, the E.P.A. can enforce fines of $37,500 a a CVR representative said that in the
told me that it was irrelevant whether or day for each RIN owed until the refiner first quarter of the Trump Administra-
not Icahn received a salary or had an complies—a figure that would climb into tion the company had experienced a “neg-
office in the West Wing. “When you give the billions of dollars immediately. “You’re ative” loss of six million dollars—that is,
someone a title, you make him your agent,” essentially gambling,” Brown said. “And, a profit. Tristan Brown told me that the
Painter said. He pointed out that Icahn’s if you’re wrong, the penalty is pretty much notion of a profit resulting from compli-
title stood out amid the arid nomencla- unlimited.”This was, Brown said, not the ance with the Renewable Fuel Standard
ture of official Washington, where “spe- sort of speculative play one might antic- was unheard of for a merchant refiner
cial advisers” proliferate but only a cho- ipate from a mid-sized refiner like CVR. like CVR. When I asked a longtime rin
sen few can append the words “to the Rather, it was the kind of gamble that a trader about this gambit, he said, “Either
President.” “With a title like that, he has bold Wall Street investor might make. Icahn was extremely lucky or he knew
the authority to represent the President’s In the near term, at least, Icahn’s bet something that other people didn’t.”
views. If he goes out and says ‘The Pres- paid off. As soon as the news broke that
ident thinks this,’ that means something.” an executive order on the point of ob-
If Icahn’s objective was to shift the ligation was imminent—and that Icahn
, what are you doing?” Icahn
“ S oasked me when I called him for
point of obligation, his bluff failed. This and Dinneen had reached a deal—prices this story. For all his brusque qualities,
would appear to be an instance in which of rins plummeted. Jim Stock, a pro- Icahn is an engaging interlocutor, his
the same lattice of vested interests that fessor at Harvard who studies the en- voice a raspy staccato, his accent a time
can cause dysfunction in Washington
actually led to a proper result; it pre-
vented a hasty change in policy that was
designed primarily to assist one person.
“The process worked, at the end of the
day,” the Trump Administration official
told me. “We made the right decision.”
Mark Stevens, Icahn’s biographer, re-
called, “Carl once told me, ‘I don’t be-
lieve in the word fair. It’s a human con-
cept that became conventional wisdom.’ ”
To Icahn, it may have seemed that the
roadblocks he faced were not a sign of a
sound bureaucracy but, rather, evidence
of a power play by more formidable spe-
cial interests, in the form of the ethanol
lobby and Big Oil.
But Icahn’s first foray as a Presiden-
tial adviser was by no means a complete
failure. Icahn had spent the second half
of 2016 complaining bitterly about CVR’s
obligation to buy rins. But, when CVR
released an earnings report in April, 2017,
it emerged that the company had actu-
ally been selling them. Reuters subse-
capsule of old New York. In the course
of three phone calls, we spoke for nearly SON
four hours. Icahn has given hundreds of
interviews over the decades. He is a great I don’t even know where my father lives.
raconteur. But, on the subject of his role I know his number, and whenever
as an adviser to Trump and his effort to I call he answers and gives
change the E.P.A. regulation, he pre- the usual update about getting together
ferred to talk almost entirely off the re- with the stepkids and their kids,
cord. A lawyer joined him for each call. about the latest minor crises
Icahn insisted to me that he does not op- with his health, about what he did
pose all regulation, and feels, for exam- with Maryanne for their anniversary.
ple, that “some Wall Street regulation is He lives somewhere in Connecticut,
necessary.” Notwithstanding the title that near where he lived before.
Trump had conferred on him, Icahn de- It’s been easy not to go there, but
scribed his advisory role as “unofficial,” I know I should—there won’t always be more
and said, “I have only ever made sugges- time. There will always be less.
tions that I believed would benefit all I don’t even know my father’s address.
companies in particular industries, never
any one particular company.” Beyond —Craig Morgan Teicher
that, he would say little on the record.
Icahn was less guarded when his that, once he and Gary Cohn had con- These assurances notwithstanding,
appointment originally generated cluded that Icahn was attempting to hi- Icahn could be in legal jeopardy. “He’s
controversy. “I own a refinery,” he told jack the policy process, they put a stop walking right into possible criminal
Bloomberg News, in March. “Why to it. One of the sources said, “I think charges,” Richard Painter, the Bush Ad-
shouldn’t I advocate?” He later added, “I Icahn thought if he told his pal Don, ministration ethics lawyer, said. He cited
have a right to talk to the President like ‘This is a bad thing,’ and explained why a federal statute that makes it illegal for
any other citizen. . . . And, yeah, it helps it was stupid, Don would say, ‘God damn executive-branch employees to work on
me. I’m not apologizing for that.” With it, Carl, you’re right!’—and then the law any matter in which they may have a di-
me, he was more calibrated, insisting would change. That’s not how it works rect financial interest. The President and
that his role has been overstated, and down here. We have this thing called the the Vice-President are exempted from
that he has spoken to Trump only “a Administrative Procedure Act.” Another this statute. Unpaid White House advis-
handful” of times since the election. source said, “Mike had to make clear that ers are not. Painter suggested that the
Confronted with Dinneen’s account the government is not a vending ma- public-integrity division of the Justice
of their interactions, Icahn deferred to chine—that it’s not here to profit the Department should be investigating. “If
his lawyer, Jesse Lynn, who disputed sev- President’s friends.” He added, “Not ev- I were Icahn’s private lawyer, I would tell
eral points. Although Dinneen was ad- erybody in this Administration neces- him that he shouldn’t have accepted the
amant that Icahn had assured him an ex- sarily sees it that way.” special-adviser title,” he said. Jesse Lynn
ecutive order was in the works, and had Icahn would not acknowledge having told me that he has reviewed the rele-
spoken of discussing the matter with directed CVR to short rins. Jesse Lynn vant law, and that it does not apply to
Trump, Lynn told me that Icahn had said that CVR’s strategies on rins are Icahn: “Unlike a government employee,
merely expressed “hope” that Trump decided by its board of directors. (He did Mr. Icahn has no official role or duties
would come around to his view. Lynn not mention that the chairman of the and he is not in a position to set policy.”
also denied the White House’s account, board is Icahn.) On the question of Painter disagrees. “That is clearly an
maintaining that the draft executive order whether Icahn had exploited his prox- official title,” he said. “If he was advising
was not prepared by Icahn. imity to the President to make bets in on a matter where he had an interest,
I spoke to someone who has seen the the marketplace, Lynn said, “Any sugges- then Icahn was in direct violation of the
draft executive order, and he told me that tion that we had access to information criminal statute.”
it looked conspicuously like something that others didn’t is unequivocally false.” The Trump Justice Department may
that had been prepared by someone with Neither Icahn nor Lynn would comment be unlikely to initiate an investigation.
no experience in Washington: “It was like further on the trading of rins, but Icahn But Eliot Spitzer, the former prosecutor
‘I, the President, instruct Scott Pruitt to told me, “I have a decades-long, impec- and New York governor, told me that
move the point of obligation.’ It was al- cable record of creating literally hundreds Icahn’s activities in Washington should
most amateurish. Any policy person or of billions of dollars of value for share- also draw scrutiny in New York. “At a
lawyer would understand that this thing holders. I’ve lived through many turbu- minimum, it looks improper,” he said. “If
was never going to fly.” lent times but I’ve never had any prob- I were sitting downtown at 120 Broad-
Several sources in Washington who lems with the government.” He added way, where I used to be the state attor-
have discussed the matter with Mike that he has “a great respect for the law,” ney general, and somebody presented this
Catanzaro, the Trump Administration and that he and his associates “cross every fact pattern to me, I would say, ‘Let’s take
official who dealt with Icahn, told me ‘t’ and dot every ‘i’ in our activities.” a hard look at this.’ Giving policy advice
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as a formal government adviser while at ters to the White House and to various come. In May, the C.F.T.C. replied to the
the same time trading on the potential agencies to protest the nature of Icahn’s senators’ letter: the agency would not be
impact of that advice violates our notions role, and to seek clarity on the question investigating Icahn or CVR, because rins,
of transparency in government work. It of what he has actually been doing. even though they are commodities, do
seems problematic on its face.” Whitehouse told me that, because of the not trade on a futures market, and the
In March, Icahn published an article “definitional murk” surrounding Icahn’s agency therefore had no jurisdiction to
in The Hill, defending himself against appointment, it is important to answer a look into the matter. By this logic, the
any suggestion that, as a private citizen series of baseline questions. How often fifteen-billion-dollar market for renew-
lobbying the Administration on behalf has he consulted with Trump or others able-fuel credits is not regulated by any
of his own business interests, he might at the White House? Has his position government agency.
be expected to register as a lobbyist. “I provided access to confidential govern- In the absence of disclosures about
have vetted my activities with a number ment information that might affect his what Icahn has and has not advised on,
of lawyers and it is clear that no registra- investments? How broad an array of reg- any investment that he makes in a regu-
tion is required,” he wrote. He argued ulations has Icahn offered advice on, and lated industry can come to seem suspi-
that it was not merely refiners like CVR how have his recommendations dove- cious. In February, he acquired a stake in
that were suffering under the current tailed with his own portfolio? the pharmaceutical giant Bristol-Myers
point of obligation; so were mom-and- I asked several people who know Squibb. During Jay Clayton’s confirma-
pop gas stations, many of which were Icahn whether he even has policy inter- tion hearings, Elizabeth Warren noted
“minority owned.” Icahn argued, with a ests beyond his own investments. They that Icahn had made this move after as-
straight face, that he was actually fight- noted Icahn’s commitment to educa- suming his role as a special adviser to the
ing this battle on behalf of minority com- tion—he has built eight charter schools President. The value of a company like
munities. The investor who has negoti- in the Bronx—but struggled to offer Bristol-Myers would be affected by Food
ated with Icahn told me, “Carl confuses other examples. Someone who used to and Drug Administration decisions, pat-
the personal good and the social good in work for Icahn told me, “Carl has zero ent determinations, and policies that affect
a very profound way.” interest in the details of regulation. He Medicare and Medicaid, she pointed out.
Following the reports that Icahn was has a general feeling that he doesn’t want It is almost impossible to imagine, she
negotiating with Dinneen and urging regulations to affect him, but it’s not like argued, that Icahn did not “have some
Trump to shift the point of obligation, he’s going to be consulting the Federal inside information about how these pol-
Icahn acknowledged, in March, that he Register and making policy recom- icies would affect a company like Bris-
had not been buying RINs. Jesse Lynn mendations. It’s ludicrous.” When a tol-Myers.” Warren posed a hypothet-
insisted that there was “nothing unusual Bloomberg reporter pressed Icahn about ical to Clayton: If Icahn had inside
or inappropriate about any rins trad- sectors beyond oil refining where he information about federal regulatory pol-
ing that may have been conducted.” felt that regulation was excessive, he icy that would affect Bristol-Myers, and
Icahn had no ability to influence pol- spoke of railcars and liquid natural gas— he chose to buy shares in the company
icy at the White House, Lynn insisted. two heavily regulated industries in based on that information, would that
All that his title and his relationship which Icahn has extensive holdings. not be a violation of securities laws?
with the President afforded was “an op- In May, after the revelations about the Clayton demurred, saying that it
portunity to express his views.” would depend on an analysis of the “facts
and circumstances.”
ne recurring feature of the Trump “We are talking about an Adminis-
O Presidency has been an acute col-
lective sensation, shared by a substantial
tration that just has conflicts everywhere,”
Warren pressed. “It is very difficult to de-
portion of the electorate, of helpless wit- termine whether someone is actually
ness. Dismayed Americans wait, like spec- working in the interests of the American
tators at a game that has turned suddenly people or they are just lining their own
dangerous, for a referee to step in and cry pockets.”The public should not be forced
foul. But one reason that Trumpism is so to “guess” whether its government is serv-
transfixing to watch is that it is about the rin trading by CVR, the senators wrote ing its interests or that of the President’s
upending of norms, the defiance of ta- to the heads of the S.E.C., the E.P.A., cronies, she continued. “And when Carl
boos, the destabilization of institutions. and the Commodities Futures Trading Icahn is influencing policy that will affect
School’s out forever. What this means in Commission, calling on them to inves- companies and then he is investing in
practice is a serious deficit of account- tigate. But it could not have escaped the those companies . . . that creates a conflict
ability. Whom can you call when the au- senators’ attention that two recipients of of interest that is just beyond what we
thorities are the ones breaking the rules? their letter—Jay Clayton and Scott are even talking about everywhere else.”
Since Icahn’s appointment, Senators Pruitt—had met with Icahn in the con- In his conversation with me, Icahn
Elizabeth Warren, of Massachusetts, and text of securing their jobs. The Senate expressed indignation about the effort
Sheldon Whitehouse, of Rhode Island, Democrats cannot issue subpoenas to to hold him accountable, which he has
along with several of their Democratic agencies unless they get the Republican described, in conspicuously Trumpian
colleagues, have written a string of let- majority to sign on—an unlikely out- language, as “fake news” and “a witch
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hunt.” He told me that any criticism of Icahn does not have a position with the ters related to Carl Icahn,” because Icahn
his role is “both politically motivated and Administration, nor a policymaking role.” was a former client. This was the first I
motivated by certain large business in- It is ironic for Passantino to rule on had heard of any recusal, and I asked when
terests,” and is “completely without merit.” the controversy surrounding Icahn’s con- it had happened. On the first day of the
When I asked Icahn about the nature flicts of interest—because Passantino has Administration, the spokeswoman replied.
of his special-adviser role, he maintained a conflict of his own. On June 28th, Wal- If the White House spokeswoman was
that what had initially appeared to be a ter Shaub, the head of the Office of Gov- correct, then at the time that Passantino
broad policy portfolio was, in practice, ernment Ethics, wrote a letter pointing issued the Administration’s judgment that
much more limited. “The only sugges- out that Passantino, in his mandatory Icahn’s role posed no ethical conflicts he
tions I have ever made throughout this disclosures as a full-time White House was already recused from offering legal
whole period were on the rins issue,” he employee, noted that before joining the advice on precisely that question. “That’s
said. No railcars? No liquid natural gas? Administration he had been a corporate not how recusal works,” Shaub told me.
Icahn says that he has not had a single lawyer. He listed the clients for whom “Recusing yourself means not delivering
conversation with anyone in the Admin- he had done work in the two years prior the White House’s legal theories about
istration about regulations in these in- to joining the government. One of them whether Icahn is an employee.” The
dustries, or in any others in which he has was Icahn. At the time that Passantino spokeswoman maintained that, when Pas-
holdings. He acknowledges advocating was initially queried about the propriety santino made his declaration, he wasn’t
on the rins issue. But he maintains that of Icahn’s position, he made no mention making a legal judgment, but “merely re-
this was not problematic, because, though of this relationship. iterating a fact.” Richard Painter, who
the refiner he owns might benefit from Two weeks after Shaub sent his let- used to hold Passantino’s job, told me that
a shift in the point of obligation, it would ter, he resigned, saying that he could no the White House’s repeated assertion that
not be the only company that would wel- longer meaningfully perform the func- Icahn is simply a private citizen is “bogus,”
come such a change. In Icahn’s telling, tion for which the Office of Government adding, “The ethics shop in this White
this makes him practically disinterested. Ethics was designed. Shaub warned that House is not very good.”
The White House official who would, the United States was facing a “historic If Passantino never weighed in on the
in theory, police Icahn’s status is Stefan ethics crisis.” The White House released terms of Icahn’s unusual appointment,
Passantino, the deputy counsel to the Pres- a statement lashing out at Shaub, dis- surely some other White House lawyer
ident for compliance and ethics. Passan- missing his concerns as “grandstanding.” looked into the matter. I asked who that
tino was responsible for “counselling” For all of President Trump’s fulmina- was. The spokeswoman responded that
Kellyanne Conway, the Presidential ad- tions about the danger of leaks, his White it “wasn’t necessary” to perform any such
viser, after she sparked an outcry by pro- House has a bizarre habit of authorizing legal vetting of Icahn’s role.
moting Ivanka Trump’s apparel line during spokespeople to talk with the press on
a Fox News interview. In the view of the condition that their names not be or the moment, Icahn’s push on the
Trump Administration officials, Passan-
tino laid to rest the Icahn controversy with
mentioned. When I asked the White
House for an interview with Passantino,
F point of obligation appears to have
stalled. But, in July, CVR announced its
his February declaration that Icahn was to discuss how he had vetted Icahn’s po- most recent quarterly results, and once
“simply a private citizen.” Kelly Love, the sition, a spokeswoman replied that Pas- again the firm was spending a great deal
White House spokeswoman, said, “Mr. santino had been “recused on any mat- of money to purchase RINs. On a call
with investors, CVR’s chief executive,
John Lipinski, cited the volatility of RIN
prices. “When there’s news in the mar-
ket, it goes up and it goes down,” he said.
Lipinski complained, several times, about
speculators who were “manipulating” the
price of the credits. When he was asked
about CVR’s own speculative trading of
RINs, he said that he didn’t “intend to
go into any detail” on such questions.
RIN prices, which hit a low of thirty
cents following the news of Icahn’s deal
with Dinneen, have since tripled. In the
coming weeks, the E.P.A. is expected to
issue a formal rejection of proposals to
shift the point of obligation. According
to Reuters, some investors on Wall Street
are now betting against Icahn—by short-
ing CVR stock.
“ You’re allowed to keep collecting the teeth, but we’re going to Dinneen, for one, does not anticipate
call you a fairy to make it sound less terrifying.” that Icahn will simply let the issue go.
“He doesn’t seem like a man who will he tweeted, “Today, with President Trump’s demands from casino employees for bet-
quit easily,” he said. blessing, I ceased to act as special advisorter pay and health benefits. Eventually,
Jeff Hauser, who runs the Revolving to the President on issues relating to reg- Icahn shuttered the casino. “The great
Door Project, a nonprofit focussed on ulatory reform.” In a letter posted to his dealmaker would rather burn the Trump
government corruption, told me that Web site, Icahn explained that he had Taj Mahal down just so he can control
Icahn’s relationship with Trump is a par- spoken with Trump that day. His resig- the ashes,” Bob McDevitt, the president
ticularly bald example of a kind of clien- nation came during a week when numer- of the local union, said at the time. “It’s a
talist politics that has been more typical, ous private-sector advisers distanced them- classic take-the-money-and-run—Icahn
historically, of banana republics, but which selves from Trump, in response to his takes hundreds of millions of dollars out
is on the rise in the United States. “Once equivocal comments in the aftermath of of Atlantic City and then announces he
there is an acquiescence that this sort of a white-supremacist rally in Charlottes- is closing up shop.” The casino’s demise
corruption is acceptable, then you just ville. But Icahn made no mention of these put three thousand people out of work.
see the demise of representative govern- events, claiming instead, “I chose to end In March, 2017, Icahn found a buyer: Hard
ment,” Hauser said. “We will essentially this arrangement,” and citing “the insin- Rock International. One day earlier this
become a feudal state, with people cre- uations of a handful of your Democratic summer, former employees queued up
ating their own fiefdoms and extracting critics.” He insisted, “I never had access alongside treasure hunters and curious
rents from the public.” to nonpublic information or profited from passersby on the boardwalk outside the
On August 14th, I asked the White my position, nor do I believe that my role beleaguered casino. A liquidator had ar-
House to confirm that Icahn was still a presented conflicts of interests.” ranged a fire sale of the items inside. Peo-
special adviser to the President. The In our conversations, Icahn was un- ple carted home used bed linens and
spokeswoman e-mailed me back: “Icahn failingly polite about President Trump. scuffed armchairs and statuary of fake
is NOT ‘a special adviser to the presi- But it struck me that it must vex him that gold. They looked for souvenirs bearing
dent for regulatory reform.’ ” This was Trump—the lesser intellect, the lesser the Trump name, but there weren’t any.
certainly news. In my conversations with businessman, the little-brother tagalong— For many years, an odd structure stood
Icahn and his lawyer, I had not devel- may now be too busy to take his phone down the boardwalk from the Taj Ma-
oped any impression that his status had calls, and would jettison him from his po- hal—a three-story rooming house. It had
changed. Was the Administration cut- sition as a White House special adviser been bought, in 1961, by an eccentric local
ting him loose? without so much as a heads-up. If Icahn’s woman named Vera Coking, who ran it
I wrote back to the spokeswoman, raid on Washington has proved unsuc- in the manner of a boarding house in a
asking when Icahn had been let go. She cessful, he cannot blame the scrupulous- Hitchcock film: cheap rooms for rent,
replied, “There was no ‘effective’ end date, ness of the Trump Administration. The with a shared bathroom down the hall.
because there was never a formal appoint- aging takeover artist may have flown a When the casino boom swept Atlantic
ment or title after January 20.” This was little too close to the sun in his pursuit City, in the eighties, many suitors came
transparently false; Icahn had been named of a particular political objective, but histo Coking, hoping to buy her building
a special adviser to “the President,” not failure was itself an illustration of the for the valuable land that it sat on. But
to “the President-elect.” On March 1st, power of transactional politics in Wash- Coking, who was stubborn, refused to
Icahn’s company told the S.E.C. that he ington. Trump may want to govern like sell. Donald Trump was one of those suit-
was “currently” a Trump adviser. And why a businessman. But Washington is a club ors. “He’d come over to the house, prob-
had the White House lawyer, Stefan Pas- like any other, with some codes and pro- ably thinking, If I butter her up now, I’ll
santino, recused himself on January 20th tocols that even the brashest arrivistes get her house for a good price,” she told
from “any matters related to Carl Icahn” cannot ignore. Trump needed the farm- the Daily News, in 1998. “Once, he gave
if, as of that very day, Icahn had no role ers of Iowa to win the Presidency, and he me Neil Diamond tickets. I didn’t even
in the Administration? would need them to win it again. To a know who Neil Diamond was.” Trump,
Instead of simply breaking off a ques- businessman like Icahn, it may have the great negotiator, could not get Cok-
tionable liaison, the White House seems seemed that, in the pay-for-play politics ing to sell. He enlisted the State of New
intent on going further, insisting that the of Washington, everything has a price. Jersey to invoke eminent domain in order
liaison never happened in the first place. But reëlection is priceless. to oust her from her property, but Cok-
But, in the event that state or federal in- ing fought in court and prevailed. She
vestigators do examine the legality of cahn eventually succeeded in gaining derided the future President as “a mag-
Icahn’s role in the early days of the Trump
Administration, this heedless revision-
I control of the Trump Taj Mahal casino. got, a cockroach, and a crumb.”
In 2014, a bankruptcy-court judge ex- Finally, in 2014, the house went up
ism is unlikely to withstand scrutiny. After pressed concern that Icahn Enterprises for auction. Trump had, by that time,
all, if Icahn had really been dismissed on would just close the place, and insisted walked away from Atlantic City, and was
the first day of the Administration, it that company executives testify that they preparing to run for President. Coking
might have behooved the White House had no plans to shut the casino down. Ini- was living in a retirement home in Cal-
to tell Bob Dinneen, or the senators who tially, Icahn promised to invest a hundred ifornia. The property sold to an unnamed
wrote all those letters. Or Icahn. million dollars in the ailing facility. But buyer, for five hundred and thirty thou-
On Friday, August 18th, four days after he ended up embroiled in yet another bit- sand dollars. The buyer was Carl Icahn.
the White House disavowed Icahn to me, ter union fight, and refused to yield on He knocked the house down.
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PROFILES
SINGER OF SECRETS
Art, songs, gossip, and St. Vincent.
BY NICK PAUMGARTEN
nnie Clark, the songwriter and this somewhat severe performer who pose that Clark is plotting a grab for pop
A multi-instrumentalist known as
St. Vincent, has an apartment
in the East Village. She’s rented it since
was both her and not her. The act
was a blend of rock-goddess bloodlet-
ting and arch performance art, self-
success. In June, she released a single called
“New York,” and on the evidence the sup-
position seems fair. It is—by her stan-
2009. But last winter and spring, while expression and concealment. (She says dards, anyway—a fairly straight-ahead
she was in town recording a new album, that she got the name from a reference, piano ballad, lamenting lost love, or ab-
she didn’t stay there. If she wanted some- in a Nick Cave song, to the Greenwich sence of a kind. “You’re the only moth-
thing, she sent someone to get it. “I need Village hospital where Dylan Thomas erfucker in the city who can handle me,”
to not have to worry about the plumb- died.) The ensuing tour was called “Dig- she sings. Fans immediately began spec-
ing and the vermin,” she said. “Also, the ital Witness,” named for a creepy/peppy ulating that it was about Delevingne, or,
trinkets and indicators of my actual life.” song on the album about our culture of if you thought about it differently, David
She was immersed instead in the filtra- surveillance and oversharing. Her life Bowie, who died last year. “It’s a compos-
tion of that actual life into song. She was was a whirlwind. There was a Grammy, ite,” Clark told me, though of whom she
in a hermetic phase: celibate, solitary, some best-album acclaim and time on wouldn’t say. She objects to the idea that
sober. “My monastic fantastic,” she called the charts, and a binge of attention from songs should automatically be interpreted
it. A stomach bug in March left her un- the music and fashion press, and, even- as diaristic, especially when the songwriter
able to stand even the smell of alcohol, tually, from the gossip industrial com- is a woman. “That’s just a sexist thing,”
and, anyway, there were so many things plex, too, when she began a relationship she said. “ ‘Women do emotions but are
she wanted to get done that she didn’t with the British actress and supermodel incapable of rational thought.’ ”
have the time to be hungover. She ab- Cara Delevingne. The Daily Mail, strug- A few weeks before the release she
stained from listening to music, except gling to take the measure of this Amer- told me, “It’s rare that you get to say
her own, in order to keep her ears clear. ican shape-shifting indie rocker, called ‘This song could be someone’s favor-
She was staying at the Marlton Hotel, Clark “the female Bowie.” (The paper’s ite.’ But this might be the one. Twenty
in Greenwich Village, a block away from stringers doorstepped Clark’s family.) years of writing songs, and I’ve never
Electric Lady Studios, one of the places When that romance came to an end, had that feeling.” It was May, at Elec-
where she was making the record. Most after more than a year, she began to be tric Lady. She was in the studio with
days, she got up at sunrise, took a Pi- photographed with Kristen Stewart, an- Antonoff.“We’re doing the flavor-
lates class, and then headed to Electric other object of fan and media obsession, crystally bits,” Clark said. This essen-
Lady, to work past sundown. She had and so the St. Vincent project took on tially meant adding or removing pieces
dinner in the studio, or else alone at a a new dimension: clickbait, gossip fod- of sound to or from the sonic stew they’d
nearby restaurant, or in her room. A der. This bifurcation, as Clark called the spent months concocting. “There’s a lot
book or an episode of “The Handmaid’s split between her public life as an artist of information on this album,” she said.
Tale,” and then early to bed. Not exactly and the new one as a tabloid cartoon, Clark, who is thirty-four, was sitting
“Hammer of the Gods.” was disorienting to her, and even sad. cross-legged on a couch. She had on
It had been more than three years But there was a way to put it all to work: studded leather loafers, a suit jacket, and
since the release of her last album, which write more songs. Clark, quoting her black leggings with bones printed on
she’d named “St. Vincent,” as though friend and collaborator Annie-B Par- them, in the manner of a Halloween
it were her first under that name, rather son, the choreographer, told me one day, skeleton costume. Her hair was black
than her fourth—or fifth, if you in- “The best performers are those who have and cut in a bob. (In the past, she has
clude one she made with David Byrne, a secret.” dyed it blond, lavender, or gray, and has
in 2012. All these were well regarded, been in and out of curls, its natural state.)
and with each her reputation and fol- or the new album—it comes out this She wasn’t wearing much makeup. When
lowing grew. The music was singular,
dense, modern, yet catchy and at times
F fall, although Clark has not yet pub-
licly revealed its name—she hooked up
she performs, she puts on the war paint,
and usually goes in for fanciful costumes
soulful, in an odd kind of way. with the producer Jack Antonoff, who, in and serious heels. For the “Digital Wit-
Still, the self-titled album was widely addition to performing his own music, ness” tour, she wore a tight, perforated
considered to be a breakthrough, a con- under the name Bleachers, has co-writ- fake-leather jumpsuit with a plunging
summation of sensibility and talent, a ten and produced records for Taylor Swift neckline, and smeared lipstick. Last year,
fulfillment of the St. Vincent conceit— and Lorde. This has led people to sup- she did a show while attired in a purple
60 THE NEW YORKER, AUGUST 28, 2017
Annie Clark shreds on guitar, but not in a wanky way. “I don’t love it when the guitar sounds like a guitar,” she said.
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up having what he described as an emo-
tionally intense dinner together at the
Sunset Tower in Los Angeles. “She was
very open about the things in her life,”
Antonoff said. “That’s what I was in-
terested in. Continuing to reveal more
and more. I said, ‘Let’s go for the lyrics
that people will tattoo on their arms.’ ”
T quiet.
Well, the older sister thought,
an island is never really quiet. Even with-
other rabbit was her own sister. The
girl was kind to her and gave her food,
but the rabbit looked at her sister and
buns and told them not to touch the
dog because he was a mean little sucker.
The younger sister didn’t listen, and
out the storm, there were waves and she knew that this was her only chance. suddenly her forearm was bleeding.
wind and air-conditioners and genera- She slipped out of the collar and ran Melanie shrugged and said, Told you.
tors and animals moving out there in as fast as she could over the field, and The older girl got one of their moth-
the dark. she and her sister hopped into the for- er’s Maxi Pads from her dopp kit and
What the storm had erased was the est. The rabbit family was so happy to wrapped it, sticker side out, around her
silence from the other cabin. For hours, see her. They had a party, dancing and sister’s arm.
there had been no laughing, no bottle singing and eating cabbage and car- Smokey Joe sat outside all afternoon
caps falling, none of the bickering that rots. The end. under the purple tree with its nubby
the girls had grown used to over the The little sister was asleep. The two green-banana fingers. He was listen-
past two days. fishing cabins rocked on their stilts, the ing to his CB radio. Then he stood up
This was because there were no dock ground against the shore, the wind and shouted for Melanie. Melanie ran
more adults. They’d been left alone spoke through the cracks in the win- out, her breasts and belly moving in all
on the island, the two little girls. Four dow frames, the palms lashed, the waves kinds of directions under her shirt. The
and seven. Pretty little things, strang- shattered and roared. The older girl older sister heard Smokey Joe say, Safer
ers called them. What dolls! Their held her little sister. to leave ’em.
faces were exactly like their mother’s. All night, she and the island were Melanie poked her head into the cabin.
Hoochies- in-waiting, their mother awake, the island because it never She was pale under her orangey tan.
joked, but she watched them anxiously slept, the girl because she knew that She said, Stay here. If someone
from the corner of her eye. She was a only her ferocious attention would keep shows up, don’t you go with no man.
good mother. them safe. Girls, listen to me. Stay here, be good.
The fluffy white dog had at least I’ll send a lady to get you in a few
stopped his yowling. He had crept close efore they were left alone in the hours.
to the girls’ bed, but when they tried
to stroke him he snapped at their hands.
B fishing camp on the island in the
middle of the ocean, there had been
The girls went outside and watched
Smokey Joe and Melanie running down
The animal was torn between his ha- Smokey Joe and Melanie. They were the dock. Melanie was screaming for
tred of children and his hatred of the strangers to the girls. He wore a red the dog, but the dog stood still and
wild storm outside. bandanna above his eyebrows. Her didn’t follow her. And then Joe threw
shirts couldn’t hold in all her flesh. off the lines and Melanie jumped into
he big sister said, Once upon a The older girl knew that the two the boat, almost missing it. One leg
T—princess,
time, there was a—
the little sister said.
adults were nervous, because they
didn’t stop smoking and arguing in
dangled in the water, then she lifted
it over the side and they took off at
Rabbit, the big sister said. hushed voices while the girls watched full speed.
Rabbit princess, the little sister said. “Snow White” over and over. It was Before that, exactly one day before
Once upon a time, there was a tiny the only tape they’d brought. In the Smokey Joe and Melanie left the girls
purple rabbit, the older sister said. A afternoon, Smokey Joe took the girls alone on the island, their mother had
man saw her and scooped her up in on a walk to the pond at the center come to them in their own cabin, and
his net. Her family tried to stop him, of the island. It was a weird place. Be- she was dressed all fancy and smelled
but they couldn’t. The man went into yond the sandy bay where the dock like a garden. Her boyfriend Ernesto
the city and took the rabbit to a pet and the cabin were, the land grew and she were going out in Ernesto’s
store and put her into a box in the win- rough with a kind of spongy stone boat, she said. We’ll only be gone for
dow. All day long people stuck their and the trees seemed shrunken and an hour or two, honey bears. She pressed
hands in to touch the purple rabbit. bent by the wind. them close to her, her face made up
Finally, a girl came in and bought the Watch out, he told them. A Holly- with blue eyeshadow, her eyelashes so
rabbit and took her home. It was bet- wood movie had been made here a long thick and long that it was a wonder
ter there, but the rabbit still missed her time ago and some monkeys had es- she could see. She left red kisses on
family. She grew and slept with the caped. You come close, they’ll rip your their cheeks.
girl in her bed, but most days she stared hair out and steal your food from your But the hours clicked by and she
out the window all sad. She began to bowl and throw poop at your head. He didn’t come back at all. When night
forget that she was a rabbit. One day, was joking, maybe. It was hard to tell. fell, the girls had to sleep on the
the girl put a leash on the rabbit and They didn’t see any monkeys, though floor in Melanie and Smokey Joe’s
they went out into the park. The rab- they did see huge black palmetto bugs, cabin, and Melanie and Smokey Joe
bit looked up and saw another rabbit a rat snake sunning itself on the sandy whispered behind their bedroom door
staring at her from the edge of the path, long-necked white birds that all night.
woods. They looked at each other long Smokey Joe called ibises. And, two days before that, their
enough for her to remember that she In the cabin, Melanie gave them mother had come into the girls’ room
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in Fort Lauderdale in the middle of they lived with a man who may have around to yell now. They ate them all.
the night and thrown a few of their been the little sister’s father. Late at night, there was a terrible
things into a bag and said, We’re going Before Phoenix, she was too small to grinding sound and the girls went
on a boat ride, pretties! Ernesto’s going remember. Or maybe there was nothing. outside with flashlights and looked
to make us rich, and she laughed. Their at the air-conditioning unit, and saw
mother was so beautiful she just glinted he morning was painfully clear. that a brown snake had fallen into it
off light. Before the sun was even up,
they were on Ernesto’s boat, going fast
T Once, at Goodwill, the mother
had found a glass that she rang with
from the palm trees; with every turn
of the blade, a millimetre more of the
through the dark. And then they’d come a fingernail, and the glass sang in a snake was being eaten by the fan.
to this little island, and the adults had high and perfect voice. The sunlight They watched the snake dissolve bit
talked all day and all night was like that after the by bit until the skin fell all the way
in the other cabin, and storm. through and lay, empty of meat, on
their mother had seemed There was nobody the ground.
wild on the inside, flushed to tell them not to, so
on the outside. they ate grape jelly with he girls woke up sticky and hot.
And before Ernesto,
many nights before him,
spoons for breakfast. They
watched “Snow White”
T The air-conditioning had died
sometime before dawn.
their mother would come on the VCR again. The older one thought the snake
home very late, jangling. The dog whimpered had gummed things up, but nothing
She usually made dinner at the door. He had a lit- was working—no lights, no water pump,
for the girls, then left the tle pad in the bathroom no refrigerator—and then she under-
older girl in charge of get- where he did his business. stood that it was the generator. She
ting her sister’s teeth brushed and read- Melanie’s so damn lazy, their mother went out back and kicked it. She found
ing her to sleep. The older girl never had muttered when she first saw the a hole where the gas went in and looked
slept in her own bed, always just stayed pad. What a lazy bitch. But maybe, the inside with her flashlight.
beside her sister until their mother was older sister thought, the dog just needed We runned out of gas, she told her
home. Sometimes, when the mother a little air. She got up and put his pink sister, who was sucking her fingers
came in, she would get the girls up in leash on, and let him out. The dog went again, the way she had when she was
their nightgowns, the night still in the down the steps so fast that he pulled a baby.
windows, and sprinklers spitting in the the leash out of her hand. He looked Fix it, the little sister said, I’m so
courtyard, and she’d smell of vodka and back at the girl, and she could see the hot. But they looked and looked and
smoke and money, and would put music gears turning in his head, then he sped there was no more fuel. When the older
on too loud and they’d all dance. Their off into the woods. She called for him, sister tried to flush the toilet, it wouldn’t
mother would smoke cigarettes and fry but he wouldn’t come. flush. When the cabin started to smell
up eggs and pancakes that she’d top She went inside and didn’t tell her from the toilet and the dog’s pad, they
with strawberry ice cream. She’d talk sister what had happened. It wasn’t moved back to the other cabin, where
about the other women she worked until dinner—tuna fish and crackers their mother’s stuff was still in the clos-
with. Idiots, she called them. Skanks. and cheese—that the little sister looked ets and on the dresser. They began going
She didn’t trust other women. They around and said, Where’s the dog? to the bathroom outside.
were all backstabbing bitches who’d The older sister shrugged and said, There was no food in their cabin,
rob you sooner than help you. She liked I think he ran off. so they took everything they could find
men. Men were easy. You knew where The little sister started crying, and from Melanie and Smokey Joe’s. Fro-
you were with men. Women were too both girls went outside with a bowl of zen peas, which they ate like popcorn,
complicated. You always had to guess. water and a can of tuna and opened it one Hungry-Man TV dinner, which
You couldn’t give them an inch or they’d and called and called for the dog. He they opened and left out for the dog.
ruin you, she said. trotted out of the forest. There were A block of cheese and yellow mustard.
Before they came to Fort Lauder- sticks in his fur and mud on his belly, White bread, more cheese in a spray
dale’s blazing sun they had been in Tra- but he looked happy. He wouldn’t come can, a can of beans. Bourbon and ci-
verse City, where the older girl remem- near the girls, only growled until they gars that smelled like a spice drawer.
bered only cherries and frozen fingers. went inside, and then watched them In the afternoon, they put on their
Before Traverse City, San Jose with through the screen door as he gulped mother’s clothes, her makeup. They
its huge aloe plants and the laundro- down his food. The older sister lunged looked like tiny versions of her, both
mat below their apartment chugging out the door and tried to grab his leash, of them, though the little sister didn’t
all day. but he was too fast and disappeared need to go in the sun to be tanned.
Before San Jose, Brookline, where again. The older sister read everything she
the little sister came to them in a tiny The little girl stopped crying only could to her little sister. There was one
blanket of blue and pink stripes, a when her sister brought out Melanie’s fat book, yellow and swollen, on Mel-
cocked hat. cookies. Don’t you touch my damn anie’s nightstand. It had a man on the
Before Brookline, Phoenix, where Oreos, she’d said to them, but she wasn’t cover with an axe over his shoulder
70 THE NEW YORKER, AUGUST 28, 2017
but no shirt. She read the cereal box the magazine, but the younger sister unmoving, like a sculpture. There were
she dug out of the garbage. She read made the noises the mother made when cypress knees, like stalagmites, in the
the old magazines on the coffee table. she was in her bedroom with her boy- shallows.
The older girl understood that there friends. Then she started crying. At On the far side of the pond, there
was no more water only when they first she only shook her head when her was a small wooden rowboat turned
were thirsty and she tried to turn on sister asked her why. Finally she said, upside down. It was a flaking blue. The
the faucet. She ignored her thirst for a I miss the dog. older sister kicked it, wondering how
long time, until her throat felt stuffed Nobody could miss that dog, the to drag it through the forest toward
with cotton and the little girl wouldn’t older sister thought. the cove and the dock. Then she won-
stop complaining. How could Melanie leave him? the dered how she would make sure, once
It was going to be dark in a half little sister said. they’d launched it, that they floated
hour or so. The sun was burning at the Then the older sister thought, Oh. toward land, and not into the deep-
edge of the ocean. Let’s go on a dog hunt, she said. blue sea. Maybe it was best just to wait
The older sister sighed. I think we They took the steak knife, binocu- for the lady Melanie was supposed
have to walk to the pond, she said. lars, an old whiskey bottle with the last to send.
The little sister started to cry. But of their boiled water, and a giant pan- When she looked up, her little sis-
the monkeys, she said. ama hat they’d found in a closet, which ter had vanished. Her heart dropped
We’ll make lots of noise. They won’t the older sister wore because she burned out of her body. She called her sis-
bother us if we’re together, the older sis- to blisters all the time. They took the ter’s name, then screamed it over and
ter said, and they walked very fast, hand rest of the crackers and sprayed them- over.
in hand, to the pond, and it was twilight selves with the last of Melanie’s Skin She heard a laugh from below, and
when they got back. The girls saw a So Soft bug spray. her sister slid out from under a lip of
white flash in the woods, and the little The little sister was happy again. It rock that made a shallow invisible cave.
one was so frightened that she dropped was early afternoon. There was no wind, That was so mean, the older sister
her bucket and spilled half her water, and the heat of the clearing cooled yelled, and the little sister shrugged
and she ran all the way back to the cabin, when they went into the forest. They and said, Sorry, though she wasn’t.
slamming the door. The older sister cried sang the dog’s name, walking. The older There could’ve been snakes there,
with rage and carried the buckets back sister nervously scanned the branches the older sister said.
by herself. Out of meanness, she wouldn’t for monkeys. But there weren’t, the little one said.
let her little sister drink the water until The pond held a great gray heron, They walked all the way across the
she’d put it in a saucepan and set it over
the charcoal grill to boil, which took a
very, very long time, until the moon was
fat and bright in the sky.
Ione’snoutthehair
morning, the older girl took
her sister’s braids and the little
fluffed out into a beautiful
dark cloud.
They took the only knife, a steak
knife, and whittled points into the ends
of sticks, and they went into the chilly
shallow water to fish, because they’d
have to find food soon. But the water
was so nice and the fish were so little
that they abandoned the spears and
swam all morning.
They painted their fingernails with
polish they found in Melanie’s medi-
cine cabinet. Then they painted their
toenails, then tattoos of hearts on their
biceps, which made their skin itch until
they scratched the hearts off.
They found a candy bar in a night-
stand, then a dirty magazine under
Smokey Joe’s bed. A woman was lick-
ing a pearl off another woman’s pink
private skin.
Yuck, the older sister said and threw
island and found a yellow-sand beach
on the other side. Their dresses were
soaked with sweat when they got back PROJECT
to the pond and filled the whiskey bot-
tle up with green water. Your clock’s been turned to zero,
Back in the fishing camp, the dog though there is no zero on a clock.
was waiting on the steps. The girls Your skin is petal soft no matter
poured out unboiled water for him, how old the starter kit was—
and the dog lapped it up, watching but you will get tired or bored.
them with his angry black-button That’s when the clock starts up.
eyes. Even though the little sister sang
softly to him in her voice that their Your parents want you happy,
mother always said would knock the but we also want to set you down,
angels out of Heaven, the dog wouldn’t to get back to our old lives.
come near, and backed into the for- How will you turn against us
est again. once you figure this out?
A CRITIC AT LARGE
BY LOUIS MENAND
ENTANGLEMENT THEORY
(There is a piece in this collection, en-
titled “The Object Assumes an Ex-
alted Place in the Discourse,” that is a
A Norwegian master of the short story. sparkling riff on a phrase of Roland
Barthes’s.) And, like Davis, she can
BY JAMES WOOD produce stabs of emotion, unexpected
ghost notes of feeling, from pieces so
short and offbeat that they seem at first
like aborted arias. “Vitalie Meets an
Officer,” for instance, is about a woman,
Anna Bae, who likes reading biogra-
phies. Actually, I’ve made the story
sound more expansive than it is. It is
about a woman who comes across a
sentence, in a biography of Arthur Rim-
baud, about the poet’s mother, who was
named Vitalie: “Although Vitalie’s so-
cial life was confined to the church,
shopping, and occasional games of
whist, she somehow managed to meet
a French army officer in 1852.” The rest
of the story is about Anna’s delighted
response to this single sentence. “SOME-
HOW SHE MANAGED IT!” Anna thinks,
and the story continues:
Sometimes when you read, it’s like certain
sentences strike home and knock you flat. It’s
as if they say everything you have tried to say,
or tried to do, or everything you are. As a
rule, what you are is one simmering, endless
longing. And that was how this sentence struck
Anna Bae’s consciousness, like a quivering
arrow of truth. That said: it’s possible. To
meet a French army officer. Or simply to man-
age whatever it is you are longing for. That
seems impossible to manage. That blankets
you like destiny.
HAPPY RETURNS
by driving briskly through the window
of a store, and thrown into the same
prison. He and Joe must break out for
“Logan Lucky” and “Marjorie Prime.” the day, hook up with Jimmy, pull off
the theft, and break back in without
BY ANTHONY LANE being missed. All of which sounds wacky
enough, but is it simpleminded?
he good news about the new her clients that he doesn’t like cell That question meanders through
T Steven Soderbergh film, “Logan
Lucky,” is that, although it’s about a
phones. “You one of those Unabomber
types?” she asks. Jimmy also has a
“Logan Lucky.” What we have here is
a filmmaker of proven liberal creden-
heist, it contains not a single person brother, Clyde (Adam Driver), who tials (a few years ago, he made a two-
named Ocean. George Clooney in a lost half an arm in Iraq. Despite being, part, four-and-a-half-hour bio-pic of
well-pressed suit, his bons mots tum- in physical terms, the least plausible Che Guevara) addressing himself to a
bling like dice, is never going to be an siblings since Danny DeVito and Ar- patch of America where those creden-
eyesore, but even the proudest Las nold Schwarzenegger, in “Twins” (1988), tials don’t mean jack. Such is the mer-
Vegan will have tired of the spectacle Jimmy and Clyde are conjoined in riment of the new movie, and so spir-
by now. That explains why Soderbergh, mental sloth. In the words of one on- ited is its pace, that you barely notice
the wavering of the tone. On the one
hand, Soderbergh and his screenwriter,
Rebecca Blunt, set up various charac-
ters as ninepins—folks like Joe’s broth-
ers, Fish and Sam, played so broadly
by Jack Quaid and Brian Gleeson, and
with such raw redneckery, that they’re
begging to be knocked down. Roll up,
the movie cries, watch the hicks toss
toilet seats instead of horseshoes! Lis-
ten to them mangle the lingo of the
modern age! (“All the Twitters, I know
’em.” “I looked it up on the Google.”)
Soderbergh reinforces this overkill with
leering closeups; we’re crotch-side with
Joe as he does pushups in his cell, and
Clyde slides a cocktail so near to the
lens that he might as well be offering
Adam Driver and Channing Tatum star in Steven Soderbergh’s heist movie. the cameraman a swig.
On the other hand, check out race
who directed “Ocean’s Eleven” (2001) looker, “You Logans must be as sim- day—which, wouldn’t you know it, hap-
and its two sequels, begins the latest pleminded as people say.” pens to be heist day, too. Some of the
movie with so sweaty a statement of Yet the movie doesn’t always bear speedway footage was shot live during
intent: Channing Tatum, busy with his out that verdict. For one thing, the the Coca-Cola 600, one of the premier
tools, under the hood of a truck. Sit- brothers show a casual proficiency that Nascar events of the year, and Soder-
ting nearby is his young daughter, Sadie borders on cool. Clyde pours drinks, bergh doesn’t just give us the hullaba-
(Farrah Mackenzie), who passes him with a conjurer’s grace, at a local bar; loo that surrounds it. He gives it to us
the wrenches that he needs. Caesars Jimmy takes off his hard hat and skims straight. As LeAnn Rimes sings “Amer-
Palace seems a long way off. it backhanded into a storage locker, ica the Beautiful” and fighter jets fly in
Tatum plays Jimmy Logan, who yards away, like 007 tossing his trilby formation above, all the spectators (bar-
lives in Boone County, West Virginia, onto a hat stand. Then there’s the plan. ring Joe Bang, who needs to stay in-
and drives an excavator at the mine. In Jimmy’s kitchen is what Clyde de- cognito) bare their heads, and you can
As befits a lover of country music, he scribes as “a robbery to-do list,” the idea feel the film following suit, as you can
has an ex-wife named Bobbie Jo (Katie being to steal a cornucopia of cash from when Sadie, shimmering with hair-
Holmes), who wears a fringed white the Charlotte Motor Speedway, in Con- spray and fake tan, carols a John Den-
top and rhinestone-studded jeans, and cord, North Carolina—or, more pre- ver song at a beauty pageant, with her
a sister, Mellie (Riley Keough), who cisely, to suck the cash from a vault be- audience crooning along. What Soder-
works as a hairdresser. Stopping by neath the track, through a network of bergh implies at such moments is that
Mellie’s salon, Jimmy admits to one of tubes. The boys enlist the aid of a safe- for countless Americans this is the life,
86 THE NEW YORKER, AUGUST 28, 2017 ILLUSTRATION BY MARK TODD
and that you mock it at your peril. And meat. Not all of them succeed. Seth has chosen to have him return as an
yet, elsewhere, the movie points and MacFarlane isn’t much funnier or more earlier self, thus setting an immediate
snorts. When historians come to tell believable as a British racing driver moral test: if you could summon up
the tale of the Trumpian epoch, and of than Don Cheadle was as a British those you have loved and lost, at what
confused cultural attitudes toward the thief in the “Ocean’s” saga; whatever stage would you capture them? In their
heartland, “Logan Lucky” will be part strange fixation Soderbergh has on heyday? Or as they were in yours?
of the evidence. Cockneys, or fake Cockneys, should Almereyda’s movie, adapted from a
Then again, many people will leave be laid to rest. But Katherine Water- stage play by Jordan Harrison, is tech-
the cinema with nothing more pro- ston does wonders with a brief role as nically science fiction, picking through
found—or more enjoyable—than the Sylvia, a woman who went to high the thorny issues of identity that grew
image of Daniel Craig, adorned with school with Jimmy and wound up as in “Blade Runner,” yet it looks only
a garish blond buzz cut that makes his a medic. In a few minutes, she gives lightly futuristic. We never find out
blue eyes madder than ever. In jail, he you a hint of the startling ways in which how you order a Prime, or whether it’s
wears a traditional inmate’s uniform, lives can peel apart and come together just the well-to-do who can afford one;
with black and white stripes. Asked by again, and she sets Jimmy thinking. will the poor continue to mourn as be-
Clyde and Jimmy how it’s going when He and Clyde used to fear a Logan fore? At one point, we gather that Mar-
they pay a visit, Joe replies, “I’m sitting family curse, but their exploits here— jorie herself must have passed away, be-
on the other side of the table wearing not the plunder alone but the patent cause it’s a reboot of her—not younger,
a onesie. How d’you think it’s going?” elixir of hope, savvy, and silliness— but more kempt—who chats with her
The laugh that met this line when I break the spell. daughter, the sorrowful Tess (Geena
saw the movie seemed to unlock its Davis), politely asking for details of the
good cheer, and so liberated does Craig f you are feeling especially dumb, or departed Marjorie, so as to become a
appear, on a hollering vacation from
his stern-visaged duties as James Bond,
IPrime.”
hungover, steer clear of “Marjorie
Michael Almereyda’s film is so
more accurate copy. (“I’m vain?” “A lit-
tle.” “That’s helpful.”) Then we have
that his mood exalts the whole enter- subtly smart, and veiled in such layers Tess’s husband, Jon (Tim Robbins),
prise. “I’m about to get nekkid,” Joe says, of suggestion, that you need to be on fond of his Scotch; we wonder whether
sprawled on the rear seat of a Mustang your toes from the beginning. he, in turn, will bring forth a substitute
V-8, and he takes great joy in cooking In a beautiful house by the sea, an Tess, once she is no more, and whether,
up explosives from gummy bears and elderly woman, Marjorie (Lois Smith), like all the humans in the movie, he
bleach. Soderbergh refuses to get wonk- talks to a more youthful man, named will be tempted to arrange for an im-
ish about the crime; he drops in a few Walter ( Jon Hamm). He sits erect on proved or happier model. “Marjorie
rum details—for what possible pur- the couch, unflappable and neatly Prime” could use a trim, as some of the
pose, you wonder, is Mellie painting groomed, like Don Draper crossed with exchanges linger too long, but Mica
live cockroaches with nail polish?— a robot; there’s something not quite Levi, who worked on “Under the Skin”
and stands back, as if to say, Let the right about him, and it’s only at the end (2013) and “Jackie” (2016), contributes
games begin. of the scene that the something be- another searching score, and the film,
Once they’re done, we get a late comes clear. As Marjorie brushes past with its coastal haze and its fickle gusts
twist that I failed to understand, plus him, she walks through his shoes as if of rain, is likely to lodge in your mem-
some wary sleuthing from an F.B.I. they weren’t there at all. And they’re ory. Or, as it will soon be called, your
agent (Hilary Swank). Neither addi- not. Walter is a Prime—a computer pro- hard drive.
tion is necessary, but, then, “Logan gram, providing a 3-D facsimile of a de-
Lucky” delights in superfluities; it’s ceased person. In this case, the true Wal- NEWYORKER.COM
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