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The New Yorker - October 16 2023
The New Yorker - October 16 2023
6 GOINGS ON
9 THE TALK OF THE TOWN
Benjamin Wallace-Wells on Matt Gaetz’s rebellion;
from pro-Trump lawyer to state’s witness; the B-52’s;
British hot-air ballooners; the Earth Room.
AMERICAN CHRONICLES
Emily Witt 14 Passages
A trans teen-ager leaves an anti-trans state.
SHOUTS & MURMURS
Dan Amira 21 I Came, I Saw, I Thought About Rome
PERSONAL HISTORY
John McPhee 22 Under the Carpetbag
Sixty years of friendship with Bill Bradley.
LETTER FROM WASHINGTON
Susan B. Glasser 26 Trial by Combat
Jake Sullivan and the war in Ukraine.
A REPORTER AT LARGE
Ian Urbina 36 The Shadow Armada
China’s deadly maritime expansion.
FICTION
Mary Costello 48 “The Choc-Ice Woman”
THE CRITICS
A CRITIC AT LARGE
Michelle Orange 57 The meaning of Madonna.
BOOKS
61 Briefly Noted
Gideon Lewis-Kraus 62 Michael Lewis’s book on Sam Bankman-Fried.
Julian Lucas 66 A new novel by Teju Cole.
THE THEATRE
Vinson Cunningham 70 “Jaja’s African Hair Braiding.”
ON TELEVISION
Inkoo Kang 72 The final season of “Reservation Dogs.”
THE CURRENT CINEMA
Anthony Lane 74 “Anatomy of a Fall.”
POEMS
Andrea Cohen 42 “Springfield”
David Baker 53 “Childhood”
COVER
Yonatan Popper “Service Changes”
DRAWINGS Elisabeth McNair, Frank Cotham, Asher Perlman and Jay Martel, Roz Chast,
Anne Fizzard, Amy Hwang, Benjamin Schwartz, Ellis Rosen, Will Santino, Glen Baxter, Drew Panckeri,
E. S. Glenn and Colin Nissan, Drew Dernavich, Victoria Roberts SPOTS Debora Szpilman
Paris (Red), 2021, 32 x 26 inches, oil on canvas. © 2023 Mitchell Johnson.
Mitchell Johnson
“Like all of Johnson’s works, a latent conflict is built into the scene, in the form of often abrupt contrasts of
space and form. Strange as it may seem to say so, they are implicitly psychodramas disguised as physical
drama. I am arguing that they have an emotional cutting edge, making them more than matter-of-factly
descriptive and ingeniously abstract.” —Donald Kuspit
Shayla Love on the quest to under- Michael Schulman talks with Patrick
stand dizziness, a medical mystery Stewart about the actor’s new book,
that scientists are still trying to solve. old Hollywood, and getting high.
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SUBSIDIES FOR ELON vors, along with the limited options they
have, amount to a strong case that ac-
Jill Lepore’s review of Walter Isaacson’s cess should be expanded to include them.
biography of Elon Musk might have Rebecca Chun
mentioned that both SpaceX and Tesla New York, N.Y.
received large amounts of funding from 1
the Obama Administration (Books, Sep- BETTY FRIEDAN’S PAST
tember 18th). In 2010, when Tesla was
losing money and making commercial Moira Donegan, in her review of new
lenders wary, the Department of Energy books about Betty Friedan, describes the
lent the company more than four hun- feminist pioneer as finding “her first po-
dred million dollars to build its first real litical identity,” as a Communist, in her
factory. And SpaceX started getting NASA college years (Books, September 18th).
contracts only after Obama-era officials As the author of a biography of Friedan
defied the Republican senator Richard that was published by the University of
Shelby, who wanted the government to Massachusetts Press in 1998, I would
continue giving no-bid contracts to the argue that Friedan already had a left-
Marshall Space Flight Center and its wing political identity before that time.
suppliers. Government money contrib- It would be more precise to describe her
uted enormously to the success of many during college as belonging to the Amer-
BE A
high-tech businesses; ultimately, it also ican Popular Front, and committed to a
helped to create billionaires who, like range of issues, including antifascism,
Musk, spread the myth that they did ev- unions, and equality for women.
erything on their own.
Victor Yodaiken
The notion that Friedan later gave
up a prestigious fellowship “so as not to FORCE
Austin, Texas
1
FINDING A HOME
emasculate” her boyfriend is also dubi-
ous. Friedan wrote something to this ef-
fect in “The Feminine Mystique,” twenty
FOR GOOD
years after the period in question. But
I appreciated Jennifer Egan’s article the claim is difficult to verify. At one Your name can live on
about a new supportive-housing build- point, Friedan dated David Bohm, a the-
ing in Dumbo (“Off the Street,” Sep- oretical physicist who studied under as a champion of the
tember 18th). Her portraits of its resi- J. Robert Oppenheimer; she also dated
dents were candid and beautiful. I wish, Robert Loevinger, another of his stu-
causes, communities,
however, that she had discussed in greater dents. (Oppenheimer wanted Bohm to and places dear to
detail the plight of domestic-violence join him at Los Alamos, but Bohm’s
victims. Because eligibility requirements appointment was blocked for political you...for generations
for affordable housing in New York City reasons. Loevinger did go to Los Ala-
are narrow, this group faces unique chal- mos.) Ultimately, historians do not know
to come.
lenges when looking for a place to live. much with certainty about Friedan’s rela-
At present, domestic-violence victims tionships at this time, so we cannot es-
can spend approximately six months in tablish that a fear of emasculation played
specialized shelters, but after that they a role in any of them.
must seek other options. Those with chil- Daniel Horowitz
dren have more choices than those with- Professor Emeritus, American Studies
out, but in both cases victims can end Smith College
up in general shelters, where, as Egan’s Cambridge, Mass. Kickstart your charitable legacy
reporting attests, people who have al- with NYC’s community foundation.
ready experienced traumas might be es- •
giving@nyct-cfi.org
pecially vulnerable. Supportive housing Letters should be sent with the writer’s name,
is an option only for people who have address, and daytime phone number via e-mail to (212) 686-0010 x363
been diagnosed with mental illness or a themail@newyorker.com. Letters may be edited
for length and clarity, and may be published in giveto.nyc
substance-abuse disorder. But the spe- any medium. We regret that owing to the volume
cial circumstances that apply to survi- of correspondence we cannot reply to every letter.
Photo: Grantee Hetrick-Martin Institute
Lieblich and Meghan Finn, is revolting yet
thrilling—it uses language alone to melt your
GOINGS ON brain.—Helen Shaw (The Tank; through Oct. 22.)
and fifty dollars feels, well, very 2023. spaghetti, inspired by the crab fried rice
On a recent evening, a genial if slightly she ate growing up. “It’s the one item
harried-looking waiter apologized that we don’t take off the menu,” she said
there’s no longer a sommelier on staff with pride. The light, bouncy noodles,
and that the cheapest wine by the glass coupled with silky crab meat, are almost
(a fifteen-dollar rosé) had just run out. slurpable, and the sauce, an elusive mé-
Items on the Filipino-French menu lange of red-pepper pistou, garlic purée,
rotate seasonally. Of the seven appetiz- aged Parmesan, and crushed pepper
ers the other night, the least glamorous flakes, brings a seductive, flickering heat.
turned out to be the most winning. A “If you like this, you should have tried it
cucumber carpaccio, mixed with cara- when we used crab roe. It was very, very
melized pumpkin seeds and basil, was good,” Jordan remarked. “But it was also NEWYORKER.COM/GO
the perfectly calibrated, autumnally in- very, very expensive.” (Dishes $23-$46.) Sign up to receive the Goings On newsletter,
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McCarthy’s supporters rose in waves, into the Party after January 6th; he aligned
protesting that it wasn’t fair to fire a himself with Marjorie Taylor Greene;
Speaker who had made such progress in and he ordered the sprawling impeach-
passing bills and in oversight. Gaetz kept ment inquiry into President Biden that
asking, What progress? Many of the the base wanted. Had McCarthy’s the-
bills that the McCarthy faction was brag- ory of political exchange worked, and
ging about (some proposing steep cuts these favors done for the MAGA faction
to social spending and unwinding the earned favors in return, then the only
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 9
person in the Party powerful enough to complained during an extensive line of his promises, she said, including one
save him might have done so. But last questioning by one of the ex-President’s to expand access to birth control. (Most
week, when a reporter at a downtown lawyers), and who will decide the out- of the Freedom Caucus supported
Manhattan courthouse asked Trump come in part because Trump’s lawyers, McCarthy.) The exasperation that so
whether he supported McCarthy, the inexplicably, failed to request a jury trial. many Republicans expressed about
former President simply brushed past. Even in the context of a court case, Gaetz suggests that they are getting fed
Right now, of course, Trump has his Trump, who denies any wrongdoing, has up with a MAGA logic in which the out-
own problems. He was in court to de- now apparently abandoned all social (not siders are always right and the Party is
fend himself against civil charges brought to mention post-Presidential) norms, never doing enough. But McCarthy will
against him, his businesses, his two old- denouncing the trial as “corrupt,” En- likely be succeeded by an even more
est sons, and other Trump Organization goron as “rogue,” James as a “political conservative Speaker (Steve Scalise, of
executives by the New York attorney gen- animal,” and Engoron’s law clerk as Louisiana, and Jim Jordan, the Freedom
eral, Letitia James. The lawsuit alleges the “girlfriend” of the Senate Majority Caucus’s talisman from Ohio, have both
that they have fraudulently inflated the Leader, Chuck Schumer. announced that they are running, and
value of Trump’s holdings—a case in The MAGA movement is often de- Trump has endorsed Jordan), and, on
which he stands to lose two hundred and scribed as a far-right faction, but its cur- the campaign trail, the Party is contest-
fifty million dollars and also the right to rent incarnation, in which cults of per- ing Trump’s candidacy only meekly, even
run a business in New York, something sonality loom large, is politically a little in the midst of his several trials.
that has constituted a substantial part of cloudier than that. Gaetz and most of This Speaker election will likely also
his brand. The trial so far has not been his seven rebels have been associated function as a test of MAGA—whether it
going well for him: he had the bad luck with the extremist Freedom Caucus. But eventually drifts away whenever Trump
to draw a judge, Arthur Engoron, who they also included Nancy Mace, of South finally does, or becomes a permanent
has shown little patience with Trump’s Carolina, a relative moderate whose gripe feature of politics.
defense (“This is ridiculous,” the judge with McCarthy was that he’d broken —Benjamin Wallace-Wells
SECOND ACTS I obeyed what I felt like God wanted me him,” Wood said. They commandeered
WHERE’S WOOD? to do.” The Lord wanted him to open a a living room and a sunroom, and set
bed-and-breakfast, where rooms cost up up a whiteboard and computers. “I knew
to six hundred and fifty dollars a night. Sidney was working on filing election
Wood set up the B. and B. on an adja- lawsuits,” Wood continued. “I told her
cent plantation, which he’d also bought, I wasn’t interested in being involved in
and called it the Inn at Cotton Hall. any fraud cases, because fraud cases take
“A lot of them follow me on Tele- a long time.” The Georgia Bureau of
“ N o.dentI have not ‘flipped’ on Presi-
Trump,” Lin Wood recently
gram,” Wood said, of his paying guests.
“I’ll spend three, or four, or five hours
Investigation has since described Wood’s
plantation as “the central hub for the
assured his nearly three hundred and with them. We talk about the state of the voter fraud information processing.”
fifty thousand followers on Telegram. nation and the world. We talk about Pres- Wood said that Flynn, who stayed
Fani Willis, the D.A. in Fulton County, ident Trump. And we talk primarily about through Thanksgiving (he carved the
Georgia, had just named Wood, a for- Jesus Christ.” Wood doesn’t prepare turkey), is no longer welcome. Flynn
mer lawyer allied with Trump, as a wit- breakfast, but that hasn’t hurt reviews. has a “love for lucifer,” Wood wrote on
ness for the prosecution in a court fil- “When it was time to check out, I got Telegram. He added, by phone, “When
ing. “I have no idea why,” Wood wrote. teary-eyed,” one Yelper wrote. “Special somebody invites themselves to your
He also posted, not for the first time, a thanks to Mr. Wood for spending so much property, don’t let them come.”
Photoshopped image of his dog, Allie, time talking with us,” wrote another. A curious local recently decided to
in a prison guard’s uniform. Caption: Before formally getting into the check in at Cotton Hall, to see Wood’s
“Warden Allie guarding LINMATE B.-and-B. business, Wood hosted the hospitality business in action. He drove
#777 at Tomotley Prison.” indicted former Trump attorney Sidney down an oak-lined driveway and ar-
After the 2020 election, Wood moved Powell; the former national-security ad- rived at a white-columned house built
from Atlanta to Tomotley, a thousand-acre viser and unindicted co-conspirator Mike a century ago. A white Rolls-Royce Sil-
plantation in Yemassee, South Carolina, Flynn; and Doug Logan, of Cyber Nin- ver Shadow II was parked out front.
which he’d bought for about eight mil- jas, the now defunct firm hired by Ar- The visitor was shown to his room,
lion dollars. A broker called it “the most izona Republicans to look for voter fraud. named Huspa Isle, where he found a
significant property that has sold in years Wood insists that the MAGA contingent four-poster bed with a too-soft mat-
in South Carolina” and mentioned its ex- crashed his place, uninvited, in Novem- tress, a gas fireplace, and plantation-core
cellent duck and quail hunting. Tomot- ber of 2020, soon after the election. Pow- antiques. Television, no. Bibles, yes (two).
ley seemed an odd choice for Wood. “I ell arrived and told him that Mike Flynn There was also a 1941 book titled “White
don’t hunt,” he said recently, by phone. “I was coming, too. “So Flynn showed up, Pillars,” which, according to its fore-
don’t fish. I don’t farm.” He went on, “But and four or five other people were with word, is “a survey of the habitations of
10 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
man of the Caucasian race—genus, jacket with a marijuana-leaf print, that big, flying monster called?” she said.
North American; species, Deep South- sighed theatrically. “Next thing you “Rodan!,” Schneider said, referring
ern; variety, planter.” know, I’ll end up on someone’s Christ- to “Rodan! The Flying Monster!,” a
Outside, the visitor met two mid- mas card,” he said. Japanese film from 1956.
dle-aged guests, a couple from North Schneider has a sly, deadpan drawl “Bad sci-fi, New Jersey, particularly
Carolina. “We follow Lin on Telegram,” that is sometimes mistaken for South- sicko stuff from the old TV days—all
the man said. They disappeared down a ern—he was born and raised on the that was a perfect storm,” Pierson said.
path, in search of alligators. Squirrels col- Jersey Shore. “These are my old stomp- The pair had hoped to meet up at
lected acorns under the moss-draped ing grounds,” he said. He was greeted the arcade with Wilson, who had a new
oaks. But Wood was nowhere to be found. by Patty Barber, Silverball’s senior vice- album out, called “Realms.” (“It’s heavy
Eventually, the guest retired. Sink- president. They wandered over to the on trip-hop and more than a little
ing into bed, he checked Wood’s Tele- arcade’s wall of fame and found a pho- disco!” Wilson said.) But she was nurs-
gram, using the spotty Internet. Wher- tograph of Schneider staring, slack- ing a sore back and decided instead to
ever Wood was, he was reposting jawed, at a pinball machine, beside meet them at the show. “I’ll tell you
Trump items and musing about Free- framed pictures of Ivanka Trump and what, though, the pre-show adrenaline
masonry. (“Freemasons can kiss my Wendy Williams in similar poses. “I rush is one hell of a drug,” she reported
Southern grits.”) used to come to Asbury Park in high later, by phone. Of the band’s early in-
At breakfast the next morning— school,” Schneider said. “My friend fluences, she said, “Sometimes I watch
Rice Krispies, muffins, fruit—guests Ricky was a pinball repairman. He’s a
griped about liberal cities and won- hoot. When we were young, we’d play
dered whether Wood might make an pinball and make movies at his house.
appearance that day. The man from I’d write the scripts and he’d shoot.
North Carolina, struggling with a We did one, like a sequel to ‘Night of
Keurig coffee maker, wore a “Don’t the Living Dead,’ but in our version
Blame Me, I Voted For Trump,” the dead end up biting my sister.
shirt. His partner said, “When I was Mostly our movies were about pie
making reservations, I asked, ‘Is Lin fights, though.”
gonna be there?’ ” She was told that Nearby, Pierson, one of the band’s
Cotton Hall couldn’t say, for security singer-songwriters, was working the
reasons. The local visitor checked Tele- flippers on a machine called Scared
gram. Wood had posted a video of a Stiff, whose back box flashed a grin-
cow: “Morgan’s Morning Motley Moo ning pinup girl. (A placard nearby read
Report.” The visitor checked the pas- “The factory installed a family version
ture—no Wood. That night, back at of the game with a cover for the large Fred Schneider and Kate Pierson
home, he opened Telegram again: there breasts.”) Pierson’s hair was the color
was a photograph of Wood, thumbs of a maraschino cherry. She’s a local, that old stuff and think, God, that’s as
up, posing with the North Carolinians. too, from Bergen County. In 1976, she ancient as the pyramids.”
—Charles Bethea and Schneider were living in Athens, Like many boomer bands, the B-52’s
1 Georgia, and they fell in with the mu- have found a second act in Las Vegas.
DOWN THE SHORE sicians Cindy Wilson, Ricky Wilson, They’ve had a residency at the Vene-
PINBALL WIZARD and Keith Strickland. “We shared a tian this past year, part of what Pier-
big, flaming volcano drink at a Hunan son has called their “Cher-well tour,”
Chinese restaurant, then we jammed a farewell tour that never ends. “Ev-
that night, and the B-52’s were basi- eryone’s there,” Schneider said. “It’s a
cally born,” Pierson said. flea circus. Carrot Top’s got the silliest
The B-52’s became known for their show—it’s fabulous. We’re gonna milk
tacky, punky iconography—interstellar the gig. Though we’ve all got our own
ne day this summer, Fred Schnei- girlfriends, atomic beehives, dyed-green plans.” Schneider has been doing a reg-
O der and Kate Pierson, two of the
original members of the B-52’s, strolled
poodles—which Dave Grohl has cred-
ited as a major influence, and which
ular online newscast for the Weekly
World News, the former supermarket
into the Silverball Retro Arcade, a pin- John Lennon said inspired him to re- tabloid. Wearing a faux-snakeskin
ball parlor on the Asbury Park board- turn to songwriting. Where had all this sports coat and shades, he reports such
walk. The band was playing a show stuff come from? “We share a lot,” Pier- bulletins as “Happy news from Bat Boy
that evening a few blocks away, at the son said. “We both love slapstick, we and his wife, Batsy. Their son, Batrick,
Stone Pony Summer Stage. Fans wear- both love crawling eyeballs, slime, dolls, is flying off to college!”
ing wigs and glittery underwear were Bergman.” They traded touchstones: “And we’re all collaborating with
already loitering on the boardwalk, Soupy Sales, “The Blob,” “Attack of chimps now!” Pierson said. “We went
taking pictures. Schneider, the band’s the Crab Monsters.” Pierson’s machine down to the Save the Chimps sanctu-
front man, who wore sunglasses and a squawked: Game over. “Oh, what was ary, in Florida, and just did this whole
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 11
thing where they had the chimps do climbed into a ninety-foot Rozière bal- man to crew one. Their expected flight
our old album artwork, so that we could loon, and drifted into the clouds toward time was roughly a week.
bring it all down to Miami and auc- the Atlantic, vaguely toward home. Deb- In 2007, Mike, who once piloted air-
tion it off.” orah, who is the pilot, tossed flower pet- planes and helicopters for the U.K.’s Royal
Did they worry that the chimps’ als from the basket; Mike munched a Navy, began losing his sight. “The left
re-creations would be better than the marmalade sandwich. eye went first,” he said. One evening a
originals? Pierson and Schneider pre- Airborne, Deborah, who runs a hair few months later, at a train station, he
tended to faint. “I think that would be salon back home, reviewed equipment: suddenly lost the right: “I got home, had
the most beautiful thing that could aviation- and marine-band radios (“So a pint at the pub, and thought, What do
happen,” Pierson said. we can talk to ships”), eighty litres of I do next?” A friend mentioned the char-
—Mina Tavakoli drinking water, several electronic altim- ity Blind Veterans UK. “They try to get
1 eters, a sleeping bag and two Arctic-ex- people back into life,” Mike said. “Plenty
UP, UP, AND AWAY pedition parkas (“It gets nippy up there”), of people say, ‘Don’t do that,’ whereas
BALLOON LIFE dehydrated “macaroni gunge,” a life raft, they say, ‘Oh, you can do that!’ ” Mike
tea, coffee, multiple aircraft-collision held a skydiving fund-raiser for the or-
warning systems, a polystyrene bench to ganization. Later, he ran the London
lie on, and a polystyrene box to sit on, “so Marathon and trekked to the North Pole.
one can sit while the other sleeps,” she (“I was bumping into blocks of ice,” he
explained. The balloon was filled with said.) One day, when training for his
about forty-six thousand cubic feet of he- polar expedition, he met Deborah at his
ne day in November, 1783, two lium; thirteen tanks of liquid propane— local track, in West Sussex. They have
O Frenchmen took flight in a wicker
basket tied to a big silk-and-paper bag—
which fuelled a small double burner—
were strapped to the outside of the basket.
since ballooned together over the Alps,
and across the English Channel.
the first people to ascend in a hot-air Liftoff, carefully planned and con- Back home in the U.K., Deborah
balloon. A hundred years later, a group sidered, had been more than eight years mused about the transatlantic voyage,
attempted to cross the Atlantic Ocean in the making. Delays included finding which had raised money for blind vet-
in a gas-filled balloon, but there would a sponsor, helium shortages, the pan- erans. “At fourteen thousand feet, the
be no successful crossing for another demic, bad weather, bowel cancer, more noise just drifted straight up, and it was
hundred years: in 1978, a balloon car- bad weather, and an unexpected French like angels singing,” she recalled. “I heard
ried three men from Presque Isle, Maine, missile test: “Balloons and missiles don’t the whales!” The balloon had f lown
to a small town near Paris. This past mix,” Deborah said. She added that a above the Gulf of St. Lawrence, where
summer, in New Brunswick, Canada, a successful trip would make her the first a pod of humpbacks had gathered; small,
middle-aged British couple gave it a woman to command a transatlantic bal- fair-weather clouds had wafted over-
shot. Deborah and Mike Scholes loon voyage, and Mike the first blind head. “It was just this magical sound.
At first I thought it was birdsong.”
Mike said, “It was very tranquil.” On
their voyage, Deborah would drink a
cup of Earl Grey tea, and Mike would
listen as she described what he couldn’t
see: instrument readings (height, speed,
direction), clouds (“Like big, fluffy cush-
ions, pillows, little cotton-ball explo-
sions!”), the water below (“Medium-
denim color, a line of ripples”), the glow
of sunset fading into darkness.
“Everything seemed hunky-dory,”
Mike said. “Then, all of a sudden:
Who-o-omf! This big ball of flame!” A
column of fire burned through the valve-
control line—a part of their landing
system—and scorched the balloon’s
fire-resistant fabric.
“Mike asked, ‘What on earth is going
on?’” Deborah recalled. The pilot lights
went out; the burners malfunctioned.
“It could have caught fire to the whole
balloon, and that would have been it,”
she said. They eyed their helmets, put
“And that’s where hot dogs come from.” on their dry suits, buckled their orange
life vests, and decided to abandon the an intended three-month run. (Photo-
voyage. Mike asked, “Can we get to graphs are not permitted; that image
Newfoundland?” Deborah said, “Just.” is the only sanctioned one.) The room
Somehow, the balloon survived the is thirty-six hundred square feet, filled
night. Deborah navigated with the aid with dirt twenty-two inches deep. Vis-
of her flight instruments. “It was darker itors view it from behind a knee-high
than dark,” she said. “Pitch, pitch black.” glass barrier.
At sunrise, the balloon emerged from Last year, Dia replenished the soil,
the clouds. “The terrain was huge lakes which had fallen below the height that
and little ponds and big rocks—not a the artist wanted—owing to a combi-
landing area,” she said. Then she spot- nation, Dilworth said, of natural causes
ted a bog. “We got down to about ten (“the weight of me walking on it”) and
feet, and there were two very large moose. visitors sneaking out with handfuls. The
And then we landed.” A search-and- new soil was too dry, so, in January, Dil-
rescue helicopter retrieved them from worth gave it a thorough watering with
the bog, unharmed but disappointed. a hose. The humidity inside interacted
(One casualty: Mike’s shoes.) “We’re with the cold air outside, making the
very keen to do it again,” Mike said. windows stream with condensation.
Deborah added, “Successfully!” After that, he let the soil dry out for a Bill Dilworth
—Adam Iscoe spell, then watered it again.
1 Now he was ready to see what the Kilometer,” a couple of blocks away.)
DEPT. OF SOIL color looked like beneath the surface. In addition to overseeing the dirt, Dil-
ABOUT TIME He started in with a clawlike tool called worth buzzes in visitors and supplies
a cultivator. “Oh, my God, it really sat- Dia with a tally. For years, he kept track
urated,” he said, delighted. The earth using a handheld metal clicker. When
he was turning over had a uniform there were no visitors, he would retreat
dark-chocolate hue. Next, he would try to a back room and work on his own
a rake with broad, short tines. (Both art. (One reason he took the job was
tools were on site when he started.) For the free studio space it offered.)
line snaked along Wooster Street his first three decades, he had mostly Over the years, the number of visi-
A the other day, for a designer sam-
ple sale. A few doors down and one
used the cultivator. (“I thought it looked
a bit like a rug, so I tried to make it
tors increased. Dilworth needed to find
a way to pursue his art while sitting at
floor up, Bill Dilworth stood in a large look more like earth.”) Last year, he the front desk. In 2003, he made the pro-
room filled with two hundred and eighty switched to the rake after Heiner Frie- cess of tallying his new project, creating
thousand pounds of dirt, wondering drich, a Dia founder, suggested that he a visual map of the day, each person
how the two days of watering that he’d “smooth it out.” marked by a curling black stroke. At one
just finished had affected the soil. Visitors often ask Dilworth what the point, he experimented with color: red
“Just to get it back to this moist state Earth Room means, and he usually gives and green in December; a brief stint of
is gratifying to me, because this is the them the same answer: “Walter didn’t pink for women and blue for men.
state that I relate to, that I maintained speak about it, so, whatever your im- He might try color again for his final
for decades,” Dilworth, who had the pressions are, that’s valid. Don’t worry season. But first he had to decide how
knee-high rubber boots of a farmer, the about what it’s about. There is no ex- to rake the newly moistened dirt. He
trim-cut jeans of an urbanite, and the planation.” He adds that on a return eyed two patches he had already raked:
eyebrows of a mad scientist, said. He visit “you might have a different take.” a smoother area, from the flat rake, and
has spent the past thirty-four years car- In the winter, the dirt is likely to be a textured one, from the cultivator. He
ing for “The New York Earth Room,” drier and lighter. In the summer, after opted for the cultivator.
an installation by the artist Walter watering, it can be “black and loamy.” “It’s meant to be unchanging,” he
De Maria which is part of the Dia Art He likes “the idea that it’s not static.” said. “But it’s always been changing.”
Foundation’s permanent collection. His If a visitor keeps pushing for an in- For years, he had raked from right to
chief duties are watering and raking the terpretation, Dilworth will say, “It’s about left. “Then it occurred to me—why don’t
soil, to keep its color consistent. earth, art, and quiet.” It is also about I just rake it the other way.” Years later,
Dilworth and his wife moved to time: “People look at it, and they think another idea: front to back. “Instead of
New York from Detroit in 1979, and nothing’s growing, and I say, ‘Look at lengthwise, I would go widthwise. I al-
one of his odd jobs was sweeping the it again, time is growing out there.’” ways loved it widthwise, I always felt it
basement stairs in a Dia building. When This is Dilworth’s last season with was special that way.”
he took over the Earth Room, in 1989, the Earth Room; he plans to retire next “The nice thing about duration and
all he was given by way of instruction spring. (His wife, Patti, recently retired, time,” he said, “is that you eventually
was a photograph of what it looked after decades of caring for another get to things.”
like when it was installed, in 1977, for De Maria installation, “The Broken —Samantha Henig
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 13
in 2023, finding that such bans violated
AMERICAN CHRONICLES the First Amendment and the equal-
protection and due-process clauses of
the Fourteenth Amendment. But that
PASSAGES spring the Pediatric Transgender Clinic
at Vanderbilt University Medical Cen-
A trans teen in an anti-trans state. ter, where Willow had been receiving
care, informed its patients that it was
BY EMILY WITT ceasing operations. Seeing this as a bad
sign, Chapman set up a GoFundMe
page in early May and began planning
their departure.
Inside, the apartment was filled
with abandoned objects—an old Wi-Fi
router, trash bags of unwanted clothes.
A Homer Simpson doll in a hula skirt
lay forgotten on a windowsill. Chap-
man, an artist who supplements her in-
come with social work, had recently quit
her job as a caseworker. She would need
their landlord as a reference to get an
apartment, especially because she had
bad credit, but the family still owed him
back rent. She checked Venmo, waiting
on a loan from a friend.
At six-thirty that morning, Chapman
had gone out to her white Dodge S.U.V.
and found her younger daughter asleep
in the back seat. Willow had gone over
to a friend’s house and stayed out late.
When she got home, she realized that
she had locked herself out. The Dodge’s
Willow and her mother moved out of Tennessee to find gender-affirming care. window had been stuck open for months,
so she got in. “Any other human being
n the last morning of July, Kristen the decision to split their family apart would have handled this totally differ-
O Chapman was getting ready to leave
Nashville. Chapman, who is in her early
had happened abruptly. Willow is trans,
and had been on puberty blockers since
ently,” Chapman said, shaking her head.
Willow had gone back to sleep in her
fifties and wears her silver hair short, sat 2021. In March, Tennessee’s governor, room, which she once shared with her
on a camp chair next to a fire pit outside Bill Lee, had signed a bill that banned brother. (He was a sophomore in college
the rental duplex where her family had gender-transition treatment for minors and had already moved out.) The color-
lived for twelve years. She was smoking across the state. ful scarves and lights that used to deco-
an American Spirit and swatting at the On paper, the law, which went into rate the space had been taken down.
mosquitoes that kept emerging from the effect in early July, would allow trans When she woke up, she began sifting
dense green brush behind her. Her hus- teens like Willow to continue their med- through what was left. “I feel like I’m
band, Paul, who was wearing a T-shirt ical care until March of 2024. But Chap- ready to say goodbye to it,” she said, look-
with the Guinness logo, carried boxes man wasn’t sure they could count on that. ing around.There were drawings scrawled
out to the front lawn. Their daughters, Willow was determined to begin taking on the wall, a desk spattered in paint.
Saoirse and Willow, who were seven- estrogen when she turned sixteen, in De- “Most of the stuff in here I’ve trashed.”
teen and fifteen, were inside, still asleep. cember of 2023, which would allow her “It’s like getting a new haircut,” Chap-
Chapman looked down at the family’s to grow into adulthood with feminine man said. “A fresh palette.”
beagle mix, Obi-Wan Kenobi, who was characteristics. If she couldn’t continue Chapman had chosen Virginia for
drinking rainwater out of a plastic bucket. taking puberty blockers until then, she their new life, she said, because it
“We got him when we moved in here would begin to go through male puberty, was still in the South, but there would
for the kids,” she said. “He’s never lived which could mean more surgeries and be “multiple avenues of escape.” Paul
anywhere else.” other procedures later in life. worked nights for a large grocery-store
Paul was planning to stay in town; At first, the family had hoped that chain; Richmond was among the north-
Chapman was heading to Richmond, the courts would declare the new law ernmost cities where it had branches,
Virginia, with Saoirse and Willow. Chap- unconstitutional. Federal courts had al- and Chapman thought that at some point
man and Paul’s marriage was ending, but ready done so in at least four other states he might be able to transfer there. Ear-
14 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 PHOTOGRAPH BY TONJE THILESEN
lier in the summer, she and Willow had sent her mother a three-word e-mail that phoria had to be verified before phar-
driven to Richmond to see the city, and said, “I am trans.” Willow told me, “I re- maceutical treatment could begin. A
Chapman had lined up a marketing job. alized I have to do this sometime if I course of psychotherapy was accompa-
It didn’t pay well, but she knew she want to advocate for myself and get what nied by a physical assessment at Van-
wouldn’t get a lease without a job. Wil- I need to get.” She left it to her mother derbilt, which included ultrasounds,
low, who had received her last puberty- to inform the rest of the family. Chap- X-rays, and blood tests. The clinic was
blocker shot at the Vanderbilt clinic in man was accepting; Paul was more skep- following a protocol supported by the
late May, was supposed to receive her tical. “That’s him, you know—a man of Endocrine Society and the World Pro-
next one in late August. They didn’t have science,” Chapman said. “It wasn’t overly fessional Association for Transgender
a lot of time. positive or negative.” Health, whereby patients take puberty
Willow had already decided on her blockers—which have been used to treat
espite having taken puberty block- new name before coming out, and began children experiencing early-onset pu-
D ers for two years, Willow looks her
age. She is tall and long-limbed and me-
using it with friends. She was again re-
luctant to tell her family. “I was, like, I’ll
berty since the nineteen-eighties—to
delay the onset of secondary sex char-
ticulous about her appearance. That keep that secret,” she said—she had been acteristics until they are ready to begin
morning, she had on Y2K-revival clothes: named at birth for a brother of her fa- taking estrogen or testosterone.
wide-legged jeans worn low on the hips ther’s who had died, and knew the name “I’d always explain it to the families
with a belt, a patterned tank top, and was important to him. Her mother found as a pause on puberty, allowing the youth
furry pink Juicy Couture boots. Her blond out when another mom referred to to take a deep breath,” Kimberly Herr-
hair was glossy and straight, her bangs Willow by her chosen name. Chapman mann, a pediatrician and internist at
held back with a barrette. She is com- started using it right away; it took Paul Whitman-Walker Health, a provider in
mitted to living her adolescence as a girl another year. the Washington, D.C., area that offers
regardless of what medical treatment she To figure out their next steps, Chap- gender-affirming care to patients aged
is allowed to receive. At times she has man took Willow, who was then twelve, thirteen and over, told me. (Some pa-
used silicone prosthetic breasts; attach- to her regular pediatrician at Vanderbilt tients choose to go through their natal
ing them is an onerous process involv- University Medical Center. She was re- puberty.) “All of the data suggests that
ing spray-on adhesive. ferred to the center’s Pediatric Trans- it is the correct thing to do for a patient
From a very young age, Willow wore gender Clinic. The clinic, which opened with a clear diagnosis,” Izzy Lowell, a
dresses and gravitated toward friendships in 2018, was part of a broader expansion doctor who started a telehealth practice
with girls. Her parents thought that she of gender-affirming care at flagship med- for gender-affirming care called Queer-
would likely grow up to be a gay man. ical schools in the South that occurred Med, said, of taking puberty blockers.
As Chapman put it, “We knew she was around that time. (Clinics also opened “If they are going to develop the body
in the fam.” When a homophobic shooter at Duke University, the University of of a grown man, it becomes difficult to
killed forty-nine people at Pulse, the gay Mississippi, and Emory University, undo those changes.”
night club in Orlando, in 2016, Willow, among other schools.) These places “at- Paul was worried about the blockers’
who was eight at the time, accompanied tracted the kind of people who build long-term effects on Willow’s health.
her mother to a vigil in Nashville. Willow very trusting relationships with patients (Studies have shown that they can affect
wrote a long message on a banner in sol- and are able to establish not just the clin- bone density when used long term, and
idarity with the survivors. Chapman took ical competencies but also an inclusive the protocol for hormone therapy advises
a photo of her there. “It was like she was environment,” Jasmine Beach-Ferrara, doctors to discuss potential risks to fer-
transfixed,” Chapman remembered. In the executive director of the Campaign tility and options for fertility preserva-
the sixth grade, Willow went to an all- for Southern Equality, an advocacy group tion.) Chapman thought the risks to Wil-
girl sleepover. A parent overheard the for L.G.B.T.Q. rights, told me. “All those low’s well-being would be worse if she
kids discussing gender and sexuality, and things are nothing you can take for developed male secondary sex character-
told Chapman. Willow says that it was granted when seeking medical care in istics. In one testimony against the Ten-
around then that she began to think about the South.” (Federal funding for health nessee ban, an adult trans woman de-
her identity. “Pretty much as soon as I care is often funnelled through state gov- scribed her adolescence, in which she
knew about, like, conceptualized gender, ernments, some of which have a history attempted to present as male, as “a disas-
I knew I wanted to be a girl,” she said. of withholding money from providers trous and torturous experience.”
She had been an A student, but her grades that offer abortion and other politicized “Paul and I talked about it and came
started going down. Looking back, Wil- health services.) to the belief that we wanted her on
low struggled to articulate what had hap- Care for patients who are experienc- them as quickly as possible for safety
pened. “It just got complicated, like with ing gender dysphoria is highly individ- reasons,” Chapman said. “I hate that
all my stuff physically, it just felt like a ualized: some trans kids opt for a purely that’s true, but we know that’s the world
mess,” she said. social transition, changing their names that we live in, and that she is going
She came out to her friends first; then or pronouns; others, like Willow, seek to be a safer person for the rest of her
one day, in the spring of 2020, while she a medical transition, which can be life if she does not look male.” (A re-
was upstairs on her laptop and Chap- started at the onset of puberty. In Wil- cent analysis of crime statistics from
man was downstairs working, Willow low’s case, a diagnosis of gender dys- 2017 and 2018 found that transgender
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 15
people are more than four times as the medical director of its Transgender told me that she consults with six law-
likely as cisgender people to be the vic- Clinic, speaking of top and bottom sur- yers (including one she keeps on retainer)
tims of a violent crime.) geries as a potential “money-maker” for to best advise patients, who must fre-
The evaluation and diagnosis took al- the hospital. Walsh did not specify that quently drive across state borders to re-
most a year. For Willow, the talk ther- Taylor was mostly speaking about adults. ceive care. “It’s literally a daily task to
apy was the most taxing part. Willow (Vanderbilt never performed genital sur- figure out what’s legal where,” she said.
was insured through the state’s Medic- gery on underage patients and did an av- In Tennessee, the Human Rights
aid program, TennCare, which meant erage of five top surgeries a year on mi- Campaign has counted the passage of at
that there were only a limited number nors, with a minimum age of sixteen.) least nineteen anti-L.G.B.T.Q. laws since
of therapists she could see, none of whom More than sixty Republican state legis- 2015, among the most in the nation. Some
were trans, or even queer. She went lators signed a letter to Vanderbilt de- of these laws have been found unconsti-
through three in a year. “We were in the scribing the clinic’s practices “as nothing tutional, such as a ban on drag shows in
lowest tier of care,” Chapman said, add- less than abuse.” In a statement calling public spaces and a law that would have
ing that at least one therapist dropped for an investigation, Governor Lee, who required any business to post a warning
their health insurance. Willow told her was up for reëlection, said that “we should if it let transgender people use their pre-
mother that she wished she could just not allow permanent, life-altering deci- ferred rest room. But many others have
be left alone to be a “sad trans girl.” sions that hurt children.” Within days, gone into effect, such as laws that cen-
At the age of thirteen, she was fi- Vanderbilt announced that it would put sor school curricula and ban transgender
nally able to start puberty blockers. “You a pause on surgeries for minors. Jonathan youth from playing on the sports teams
have an end goal,” Willow said of the Skrmetti, Tennessee’s Republican attor- that align with their identity.
experience. “And all the in-between ney general, began an inquiry into whether Proposals to ban gender-transition
doesn’t matter.” Vanderbilt had manipulated billing codes treatment for minors were the first bills
to avoid limitations on insurance coverage. introduced in the opening legislative
IMattncommentator
September, 2022, the conservative
and anti-trans activist
Walsh, who moved to Nashville
In October, Walsh and other anti-
trans advocates held a “Rally to End
Child Mutilation” in Nashville’s War
sessions of the Tennessee House and
Senate in November, 2022. “It was Matt
Walsh who lit a fire under the ultracon-
in 2020 (along with his employer, the Memorial Plaza. The speakers included servative wing of the Republican Party
conservative news company the Daily the Tennessee senator Marsha Black- this year,” Chris Sanders, the director
Wire), posted a thread on Twitter. “Van- burn, the former Democratic Presiden- of a Nashville-based L.G.B.T.Q. advo-
derbilt drugs, chemically castrates, and tial candidate Tulsi Gabbard, and Chloe cacy group called Tennessee Equality
performs double mastectomies on mi- Cole, a nineteen-year-old self-described Project, told me. “It was lightning speed
nors,” it began. “But it gets worse.” “former trans kid.” After identifying as the way it all unfolded.” At hearings
Walsh—who is the author of books male from the age of twelve, receiving throughout the winter, parents of trans
including “Church of Cowards: A testosterone, and getting top surgery, kids, trans adults, trans youth, and a
Wake-Up Call to Complacent Chris- Cole de-transitioned to female at six- Memphis pediatrician who provides
tians” and “What Is a Woman?,” a po- teen and is now one of the country’s gender-affirming care testified against
lemic arguing that gender roles are bi- foremost youth advocates of bans on the ban. Those who spoke in support
ologically determined—worked in gender-transition treatment for minors. of it included Walsh, Cole (who is from
conservative talk radio before being “I was allowed to make an adult deci- California), and a right-wing Tennes-
hired by the Daily Wire as a writer, in sion as a traumatized fifteen-year-old,” see physician named Omar Hamada,
2017. Last year, the left-wing watchdog she said at the rally. who compared such treatment to let-
group Media Matters for America For the past four years, the number ting a minor who wanted to become a
mapped Walsh’s origins as an aspiring of anti-trans bills proposed throughout pirate get a limb and one eye removed.
radio shock jock in the early twenty- the United States has dramatically risen. L.G.B.T.Q. activists who attended
tens who once said, “We probably lost The A.C.L.U. has counted some four described feeling disregarded by the Re-
our republic after Reconstruction.” In hundred and ninety-six proposals in state publican majority. Molly Quinn, the ex-
2022, he was one of several right-wing legislatures in 2023, eighty-four of which ecutive director of OUTMemphis, a non-
social-media pundits who began broad- have been signed into law. The first state profit that helps trans youth navigate
casting misinformation about hospitals ban on gender-transition treatment for their health care, likened the experience
that provided gender-transition treat- minors was passed in Arkansas in 2021. to “being the only queer kid at a frat party.”
ment for minors, which were then over- It was permanently blocked by a federal Three months after Governor Lee
whelmed with phone and e-mail threats judge this year, but more than twenty signed the ban, Vanderbilt University
and online harassment. One study found states have passed similar laws since then. Medical Center informed patients that
that more than fifteen hospitals mod- As lawsuits f iled by the A.C.L.U., the previous November, at the attorney
ified or took down Web sites about pe- Lambda Legal, and other organizations general’s request, it had shared non-
diatric gender care after being named make their way through the courts, trans anonymized patient records from the
in these campaigns. people are left to navigate a shifting legal Pediatric Transgender Clinic, including
Walsh included in his thread about landscape that activists say has affected photographic documentation and men-
Vanderbilt a video clip of Shayne Taylor, clinical and pharmaceutical access. Lowell tal-health assessments. “I immediately
16 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
started hearing from parents,” Sanders
said. Their fear stemmed in part from
attempts in states like Texas to have the
parents of trans kids investigated by
child-protective services. (The attorney
general’s office said in a statement that
it is “legally bound to maintain the med-
ical records in the strictest confidence,
which it does.”) Former patients have
sued Vanderbilt, and a federal investi-
gation by the Department of Health
and Human Services is also under way.
(A spokesperson for Vanderbilt declined
to comment for this article.)
In July, the Sixth Circuit Court of
Appeals became the first federal court
in the country to allow a ban on gender-
transition treatment for minors to take
effect, with a final ruling planned for
September. Chapman, who had spoken
out for trans rights through local media “He thinks that every discussion about the disposal of a body is about him.”
outlets, and had been targeted with on-
line threats and menacing phone calls
in return, understood that Tennessee,
• •
where she had lived for most of the past
thirty-five years, had become a hostile more than a legal or practical advantage, Kristen would also listen to the far-right
environment for her family. “I genuinely though. A study of eighty-four youth in radio host Rush Limbaugh, to know
feel we are being run out of town on a Ontario, aged sixteen to twenty-four, what the other side was saying. As the
rail,” she said. “I am not being dramatic. who identified as trans and had come children got older, Paul and Kristen
It is not my imagination.” out to their parents found that the rate started to have different visions of the
of attempted suicide was four per cent future—Kristen wanted to buy an R.V.
50:10 A.M.—My boss comes by my of sits down in a folding chair. I no lon
fice to discuss a proposal I submitted. 6 P.M.—I’m out to dinner with my ger have the ability to speak or move. I
He tells me it’s too vague and that he girlfriend. She says we need to talk. It have nothing to do except think about
needs something more concrete, which quickly becomes apparent that she’s the Roman Empire. I am in Heaven.
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 21
degrees more than most people. Bill could
PERSONAL HISTORY practically see out the back of his head,
let alone a bit of plastic on a floor.
I described these optical scenes in
UNDER THE CARPETBAG a New Yorker Profile in January, 1965.
Princeton went to the Final Four that
A sixty-year friendship. season, an extracurricular distraction that
left Bradley with an intensified deadline
BY JOHN McPHEE for his senior thesis. He was a history
major, and his subject—for which he had
completed all interviews and other re-
search—was Harry Truman’s second sen-
atorial campaign. Back in Princeton from
the Final Four, where he had scored
fifty-eight points in his last college game,
he was getting so much press attention
that he needed a place to hide, a place
to write. He hid for a couple of weeks
in my house. My wife and I had gone
to Florida to begin the research for a
piece on oranges, and our children went
off with grandparents. We lived in a rural
setting. Bill, alone, spooked in the night,
heard ghosts. Goblins. Ghouls. Writing
day and night about Harry Truman, he
sat at my typing table. There was a rug
of great value beneath the table. Wear-
ing shoes with sharp leather heels,
as nervous as a professional writer, he
fidgeted with his feet, scuffing as he
wrote, and destroyed the rug, leaving be-
hind a bundle of Persian shreds.
I had not met him until 1964, although
I had watched him since he was a fresh-
man, when he set some sort of record
by making fifty-seven consecutive free
throws. As a junior, he agreed to the New
Yorker piece, although he wondered why
I wasn’t doing it for Time, where I was
n March 8, 1965, I went to Phila- were clapping in unison. Bradley had employed. He spent a large part of that
O delphia to watch Princeton play
Penn State in the opening round of the
enough. Leaving the sideline, he walked
to mid-court, stopped, bent forward, and
summer in Princeton, reading for his
thesis, and he was also in the gym a lot,
N.C.A.A. basketball tournament. As the pointed at the lens. often just with me feeding basketballs to
two teams were warming up, a contact Focus like that is an obvious asset in him, as he kept his edge for the upcoming
lens fell to the court from the eye of a the central vision of a basketball player, Tokyo Olympic Games. When he went
Princeton player. He bent over to pick and so is peripheral vision, which adds home to Crystal City, I went with him.
it up but couldn’t see it. Teammates so much to court sense. When Bill was His mother put me in a bedroom that
stopped their drills and came to help. in high school, in Crystal City, Missouri, looked out on Taylor Avenue and Grace
They got down on their hands and knees he would walk down the streets with Presbyterian Church, their church. We
and grovelled, crawled like bugs. Some blinders on his eyes to see if he could read ran a couple of miles each day on a high-
went completely prone and squinted the signs in shopwindows on either side. school track. And one day we went to Don
down along the floorboards. No one saw Nonsense? Court sense. In early Decem- Bosco, a basketball camp ten miles west,
the lens. Princeton’s Bill Bradley, who ber of his senior year at Princeton, I per- where Bill introduced me to Ed Macauley.
happened to be on the sideline talking suaded him to go with me to an ophthal- Macauley ran the camp and Bradley
to his coach, watched with a curiosity mologist, who plotted his peripheral vision was a featured guest. Macauley had also
BETTMANN / GETTY
that evolved toward impatience as five within circles on a graph, and we found worked for the St. Louis Hawks, as their
minutes went by. People in the stands that Bill could see as much as twenty-three star center, and had been an All-American
at Saint Louis University. He was known
Bill Bradley as a member of the New York Knicks, in 1970. as Easy Ed, for the time it took him to
22 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
come up the floor. While his teammates home from preschool on my father’s shoulders. ABC on the phone, and cancelled his
ran a fast break, he trailed them almost I wore a white lace dress for my mother’s or- trip to Florida.
at a walk. Easy Ed was six feet eight, Bill dination, a gray satin dress for her sanction- In fact, he was acting, pantomiming,
ing, and a green dress for my father’s inaugu-
six-five. Nineteen years later, I accom- ration into the Swimming Hall of Fame. faking a phone call to Florida. He was
panied Bill on a campaign visit to the connected to no one at ABC or any-
boardwalk in Seaside Heights, New Jer- When Bill Bradley was young, his where else. There is more clown in him
sey, where he bucked the currents of a mother signed him up for enough swim- than most people have had a chance to
human river behind a sign that read ming lessons to improve a bluefin tuna. discern. He went to Florida, he was on
“MEET SENATOR BRADLEY.” One po- She was an athlete, a golf-club champion. the show, and he won something.
tential voter he met said, “Man, are you Bill never took to golf. Tennis lessons pro- The swimming race was unimagined
tall. You looked small when you played duced neither an overhead nor a backhand and ten years in the future when The
for the Knicks.” down the line. But he was somewhat im- New Yorker published my Profile of Bill
“I was small when I played for the pressed by his competence as a swimmer. Bradley. My participation in the process
Knicks,” the Senator said. Right enough. For seven years in the nineteen-seventies, occurred in William Shawn’s office, where
He was the small forward. And now, in my family spent July at a house beside a he had checking proofs, copy-editor
1964, at Camp Don Bosco, in Missouri, lake in northern New Hampshire. Actu- proofs, and every other kind of proof,
I was walking up a dirt road with Bill ally, we were two merged families, with including his own, none of which he
Bradley and Ed Macauley. The road con- lots of kids, but we had enough canoes showed to me as he brought up point
sisted of deep parallel ruts with a grassy and Rangeley boats to go around. When after point and discussed them with me.
hump in the middle. Bradley was in one Bill and his wife, Ernestine, first visited us The New Yorker’s criterion was that the
rut, Macauley in the other, and I was up there, Bill stepped off the dock and into a writer be satisfied, and in that criterion
on the hump between them. I am smaller canoe. He chose a place quite close to one I was immersed for the first time.
than most people—about as small as An- end of the canoe. The other end shot up As I wrote in 2017 in my book “Draft
drew Carnegie, James Madison, Vladi- into the air, pointed at the sky, while Bill’s No. 4”:
mir Putin, Joseph Stalin, and Napoleon end penetrated the lake with him in it. I
Bonaparte. Actually, I was five feet seven had never heard him mention canoeing Shawn edited the piece himself, as he rou-
tinely did with new writers of long fact, break-
at my zenith and have lately condensed. lessons. This was in the middle of his ten ing them in, so to speak, but not exactly like
The hump was a good foot higher than years as a Knick. The next summer, he an- a horse, more like a baseball mitt. For a week
the ruts. Nonetheless, the three of us in nounced on arrival that ABC, for its pro- or so before the press date, we met each day
outline formed the letter M. gram “The Superstars,” had invited him and went through galleys from comma to
Bill spent the early days of his senior to Florida with other professional ath- comma, with an extra beat for a semicolon. . . .
Now and again, Mr. Shawn said things that
year in Tokyo, winning a gold medal. letes to compete in various sports other were most encouraging to a fretful, not to say
Other Princeton people were there, too— than their own. Bill would be compet- neurotic, unconfident writer. He had had a lot
Lesley Bush, a platform diver, who was ing as a swimmer. So he wanted to take of practice.
in her fourth year at Princeton High advantage of our lake to prepare to race
School; Jed Graef, a backstroker, who on television. I had competed in swim- He made me feel entirely comfort-
had just graduated from the university; ming only as a boy at summer camp, but able in his presence, so comfortable
and my father, the head physician for the I didn’t lose a race in ten years. For what that when the Daily Princetonian pub-
U.S. team. All three athletes were gold else it may be worth, I had also been an lished its annual Joke Issue two days
medallists. There was withal a matter of American Red Cross water-safety instruc- after The New Yorker published the Brad-
yen. If athletes wanted to watch compe- tor during summers in my college years. ley Profile, I took a copy of the Joke
tition in a sport other than their own, I gestured toward a diving raft that Issue to West Forty-third Street to show
they had to pay to get in. Jed wanted to was forty or fifty yards from the dock. I to Mr. Shawn. A big, bold, wall-to-wall
watch the basketball. Bill found a spare said I would be pleased to help him train headline said:
equipment bag, added some costume for television and would race him from
touches, and marched Jed into the arena the dock to the raft. The look on his face BRADLEY BOOTED-OUT!
Olympian Took Dope,
as a member of the American team. At was not exactly contemptuous; it would Threw Cornell Game
this point in this narrative, I cannot re- be interpretive to call it a smirk. There
sist flashing forward to 2003, when Jed’s was some of that, but mainly he was con- A front-page sidebar contained the reac-
daughter Dana was a sophomore in my cealing amusement, and doing his best tion of Harry Truman, a quote begun by
Princeton writing class. One of her es- not to be insulting, not even to seem in- chaste symbols—?!*%#—meant to sug-
says was about her childhood in western dulgent. It was clear, though, that he gest unprintable words. “I never did trust
New York. Her mother is a Buddhist thought my offer absurd. that boy,” Harry said. Elsewhere on the
priest. Dana said in the essay: Three, two, one, go! When Bill reached front page was a photograph of Grant
the raft, I was waiting for him there. We Wood’s “American Gothic,” under the
I played in the snow, cut tulips from our had a telephone on the porch of the lake- words “Parents Receive News Stoically.”
neighbors’ yard, and stole cookies year round.
I ate crepes for Easter, latkes for Channukah, side house. Bill swam back to the dock, Without explanation, I handed the Joke
and chocolate almost every day. I hid our guests’ climbed out, went to the telephone drip- Issue to Shawn, thinking that he would
keys when I wanted them to stay, and rode ping, touched a bunch of buttons, got get it immediately and laugh. He didn’t get
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 23
it, and he didn’t laugh. His face reddened. Bill, meanwhile, got off to a slow, dis- They beat the Detroit Pistons 112–111
He looked stricken. I spluttered explana- couraging start with the Knicks, not get- that Christmas Day and lost to the Lak-
tion. I wasn’t ninety-two then, as I am at ting much game time, and even being ers the following night. They would see
this writing. I was thirty-three going on booed in Madison Square Garden be- more of the Lakers and the Lakers would
thirteen. I desperately hoped to join the cause of irrationally high expectations, see more of them. The Lakers were Wilt
New Yorker staff. This, in a crowded field, not to mention a widespread skepticism Chamberlain. The Knicks were Dave
is the dumbest thing I ever did. prompted by the size of his signing DeBusschere, Bradley, Barnett, Frazier,
When Bill was at Oxford, studying bonus, for which he had been given the and Captain Willis Reed. They were on
P.P.E. (Politics, Philosophy, and Eco- nickname Dollar Bill. I had admired a roll (but not that one). In June, they
nomics) as a Rhodes Scholar, he not only him and what I heard about him since beat the Lakers in the N.B.A. finals. It
played basketball for the university but he was a freshman in college, and he was the Knicks’ first championship. They
also flew to Italy to play professionally would become a friend forever, but there won their second, also against the Lak-
for a Milanese meatpacker called Sim- would be no era in which I thought ers, in 1973, and at this writing the Knicks
menthal. In his second Oxford year, he more highly of him than when he was have yet to win another.
wrote to me asking that I go to Trenton struggling to make it with the Knicks,
and buy from the state government a playing three minutes a game, or some- is political ruminations notwith-
book titled “New Jersey Civil Practice
Laws and Rules.” I sent it to Oxford.
thing of the kind, and surely feeling the
threat of a depression the like of which
H standing, Bill thought about other
futures, other professions, and one of
Widely predicted to be a future gover- he’d never experienced. these was photography. He bought a
nor of Missouri, Bill was weaving the After basketball games in the Gar- Nikon with multiple lenses and went at
first threads of a carpetbag. den, he would go to dinner and the bas- the challenge with the same dedication
The Knicks had drafted him, and after ketball did not go with him. His best he had given to no-look passes and pe-
he returned from Oxford, in 1967, he had asset, I had long thought, was his abil- ripheral vision. One of his first artistic
his first tryout with the team, at the Knicks’ ity to compartmentalize the factors in themes was life on the road, life on the
training center, in Farmingdale, on Long his life, and never let his concentration run, the quotidian experience of a pro-
Island. Red Holzman, the coach, studied on one thing spill over into others. When fessional athlete, forever in airplanes, in
Bill in the company of the team’s best he went to dinner, with a variety of peo- unfamiliar cities, checking into and out
players, among them Dick Barnett, Walt ple, he dwelt on subjects that had noth- of hotels. One example of this genre is
Frazier, and Willis Reed. Willis, six-ten, ing to do with his job. He was like that on display in a fishing cabin owned by
was the Knickerbockers’ franchise player, then, and he is like that now. me and my family on the upper Dela-
the team captain, its leading scorer. Like By February, 1969, he was faring bet- ware River. Made in Los Angeles, the
planets, the others orbited around him. ter. When the Knicks showed up in Mil- picture is a point-blank view of a hotel
And off they went in full-court scrim- waukee to play the Bucks, I happened under construction, shot from a room in
mage in Farmingdale. Bill was an excep- to be nearby, spending a week as a writer- a neighboring hotel so close that the pic-
tional passer, a pinpoint passer, but his in-residence at Lake Forest Academy, in ture shows no roofline or other defining
first pass to Willis connected with noth- Illinois. I went to the game. The Knicks edges, just twenty half-finished hotel
ing and bounced away, hitting the base won. Bill had a standout game, and was rooms, full of building materials, and
of the empty stands. A minute or two confronted afterward by a man with a looking like a grotesque checkerboard,
later, after Willis set a pick, as he had be- microphone asking for his pithiest anal- the itinerant athlete’s total view. De-
fore, Bill ran his defender into the pick, ysis of the contest. Stepping into this cli- Busschere, Bill’s roommate on the road,
again expecting Willis to roll suddenly ché encounter, Bill took the microphone slept through most of that.
away from his defender, coming open for and analyzed the action, then reanalyzed Fifty-eight years ago, I took an out-
a bounce pass, in this classic set piece of the action, and gave a third and a fourth door picture of Bill with our garage in
basketball. Again, the pass went bounc- analysis, and was not about to give back the background. He was twenty-two. In
ing off on its own. Holzman blew his the microphone. Changing the subject, more recent years, he has used that pho-
whistle and stepped onto the court to tell he talked on, and on, and on, until the tograph in two of his books and in a long
Bill, “Willis doesn’t roll.” TV control room threw a switch. video he describes as “a performative au-
This flat statement made a deep entry On Christmas Eve that year, in a New tobiography.” In professional compensa-
into the comic wit of Robert Bingham, York movie theatre where continuous tion, I have yet to see one red cent, let
the New Yorker fact editor to whom Mr. screenings ran far into the night, Bill alone a dollar bill.
Shawn assigned me after my first two stayed up late with me, watching Rob- Bill had been a Knick for seven years
Profiles. Bingham was my editor for ert Redford in “Downhill Racer.” Since when West Germany and the Nether-
sixteen years, before he died, in his fif- early summer, my wife and I had been lands reached the finals of the World
ties. He dragged my confidence past separated, and therefore came Christ- Cup, in Munich. Bill was married now,
numerous barriers, and he treated my mas without my daughters. Apart from and his wife—as smart a person as I have
manuscripts as if they were mine, look- a family death, if there is a lower mo- ever met, apart from nuclear scientists
ing up now and again from some hot- ment in a physically healthy life I can’t and geophysicists—had grown up Er-
dog line I’d written and saying, “Wil- imagine it. nestine Misslbeck, in Ingolstadt, Bavaria,
lis doesn’t roll.” The Knicks’ season was in full flow. fifty miles from Munich. The Missl-
24 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
becks wanted to attend the Cup final, a
tough ticket if ever there was one. The
match would occur on the seventh of
July. Could Bill do something for his in-
laws? He called the Milanese meatpacker
he had played for when he was at Ox-
ford. The company said it would obtain
the tickets if Bill would fly to Italy and
play one exhibition game for the meat-
packer. He went.
He was elected a U.S. senator from
New Jersey in 1978. His home was in
Denville then, in Morris County. Ear-
lier, when he had first planned to run for
o6ce in the state, I had sought and found
a carpetbag, filled it up with New Jersey
road maps, and given it to him. It hung
on a peg high inside his front door for
twenty years. It is now in the possession
of Ernestine and Bill’s daughter, The-
resa Anne. She is my goddaughter. When
Bill was in his early Senate days and had
not yet bought a house in Washington,
he borrowed the apartment of Carl Bern-
stein and Nora Ephron, who were some- Outside the author’s garage, in 1965.
where else at the time. For a week or so,
I was in Washington working on my ge- and was in part the theme expressed in that impressed me most was that, although
ology project at the Smithsonian and at the photograph he made in the Los An- your discipline is justly celebrated, you know
the U.S. Geological Survey, nearby in geles hotel. Since my own first book had how to waste time every bit as much as I do,
which means that you’re a champion at it. For
Virginia. I stayed with Bill. Coming been about Bill, it was assumed by some every hour in which something got done, two
through the door, you faced a curvilin- that I had had a hand in Bill’s first book. went out the window. The best two went out
ear wall with an Italian bicycle hanging If you want to know the truth, he sent the window.
on it like a work of art, which it was. It me the manuscript, asking me to vet it. At Drake’s Corner Road, you will be missed
was worth more than a car. And it was I did, and wrote to him, saying, among by Laura, Sarah, and Jenny. . . . Martha will
have to live down the disappointment of not
not the most arresting sight there. The other things, “Abandon the project, you’ll having been old enough when you were here.
apartment was filled with Pat and Dick embarrass yourself.” He still has the let- Even the older children have no standards by
Nixon figurines, a Pat salt shaker with a ter. He claims that—twenty years after which to judge you except what you’re like
Dick pepper shaker, Pat and Dick ce- “Life on the Run”—I suggested that he when you’re dealing with them, and all of them
ramics of every ilk, five years after Deep abandon the manuscript of his third start acting as if Ringling Brothers is in town
whenever you come up the driveway.
Throat and Woodward and Bernstein’s book, “Time Present, Time Past.” He . . . I hope that you will be coming up the
reportage on Watergate. has also stored in his memory, and con- driveway for years and years. Come to think
Bill’s new presence in the Senate ceivably his alone, some magazine’s list of it, that is what we’re all going to miss most:
gave rise to a trivia question that lasted of “The 10 Best Sports Books of All the explosive sound of the tires biting into the
for eighteen years around Princeton. Time.” “Life on the Run” was No. 4. “A red gravel; the after-burner cutting in when
you reached the big poplar; and, as the car
People with nothing better to do en- Sense of Where You Are,” my book about came into view, the impressionistic blur against
tertained one another with this ques- him, No. 6. Not that it is relevant, but the green of the trees; then, finally, the reliev-
tion: What Princeton basketball player my book about him says, “He is every- ing sight of the arresting parachute opening
became a Rhodes Scholar and later a thing his parents think he is.” Anybody out to the rear.
United States senator? Answer: Paul with enough angst to destroy a rug while
Sarbanes, Princeton 1954. Sarbanes, trying to write is a writer. When Yolanda Whitman and I were
from Maryland, served in the U.S. Sen- When I was preparing this piece, married, fifty-plus years ago now, the
ate for thirty years, which included Bill Bill’s daughter surprised me with a let- mayor of Princeton officiated on the
PHOTOGRAPH BY JOHN MCPHEE
Bradley’s eighteen. ter I had written to Bill fifty-eight years Princeton campus. We were five in all,
ago—a few days before he graduated and the two others—the witnesses—
Ionnbegan
1970, on vacation in Maine, Bill
writing a book he called “Life
the Run.” His ten-year career in pro
from Princeton:
We’ve spent so much time talking together
were my mother and Bill. He is the
younger brother I never had, and I am
the brother he never had. “Bro” is how
that I’m going to miss it quite a bit. . . . There
basketball was still not far from its be- was always some sort of purpose, something he has signed his e-mails to me since
ginning, but his theme was clear to him to be accomplished . . . but the thing I learned soon after e-mail was introduced.
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LETTER FROM WASHINGTON
TRIAL BY COMBAT
Inside the White House’s battle to keep Ukraine in the fight.
BY SUSAN B. GLASSER
O
n a Monday afternoon in Au- tems—known as HIMARS—to give few months ago, Sullivan discovered an
gust, when President Joe Biden Ukraine longer-range strike capability; intruder who had broken into his home
was on vacation and the West sophisticated Ghost drones and small at around 3 a.m., because he was still up
Wing felt like a ghost town, his national- hand-launched Puma drones; Stryker ar- working.) In his office, there is a chart—
security adviser, Jake Sullivan, sat down mored personnel carriers, Bradley fight- updated frequently—showing countries’
to discuss America’s involvement in the ing vehicles, and M1A1 Abrams tanks. current stocks of ammunition that might
war in Ukraine. Sullivan had agreed to Biden has framed the conf lict in go to Ukraine. This spring, during the
an interview “with trepidation,” as he sweeping, nearly civilizational terms, vow- battle of Bakhmut, he knew the status
had told me, but now, in the White ing to stick with Ukraine for “as long as of the fighting down to the city block.
House’s Roosevelt Room, steps from the it takes” to defeat the invaders, who— He often speaks with his counterpart in
Oval Office, he seemed surprisingly re- despite an estimated hundred and twenty Kyiv, Zelensky’s chief of staff, Andriy
laxed for a congenital worrier. (“It’s my thousand dead and a hundred and eighty Yermak, two or three times a week, and
job to worry,” he once told an interviewer. thousand injured—still hold nearly has taken charge of everything from lob-
“So I worry about literally everything.”) twenty per cent of the country’s terri- bying South Korea for artillery shells to
When I asked about reports that, at a tory. But at nearly every stage the Ad- running an emergency operation to get
recent NATO summit, he had been furi- ministration has faced sharp questions Ukraine additional power generators.
ous during negotiations over whether to about the nature and the durability of Earlier this year, when Germany balked
issue Ukraine a formal “invitation” to join the U.S. commitment. Beyond the inev- at sending Leopard tanks to Ukraine,
the Western alliance, he said, only half itable tensions with Ukraine’s President, Sullivan spent days in intensive talks with
jokingly, “First of all, I’m, like, the most Volodymyr Zelensky, there are jostling the German national-security adviser to
rational human being on the planet.” Washington bureaucracies, restive Eu- secure them; in exchange, the U.S. agreed
But, when it came to the subject of ropean allies, and a growing Trumpist to provide M1A1 Abrams tanks, a move
the war itself, and why Biden has staked faction in the Republican-controlled that the Pentagon had long opposed.
so much on helping Ukraine fight it, House of Representatives, which is op- The N.S.C., in other words, has gone
Sullivan struck an unusually impassioned posed to the bipartisan congressional operational, with Sullivan personally
note. “As a child of the eighties and bills that have, up until now, funded the overseeing the effort while also doing
‘Rocky’ and ‘Red Dawn,’ I believe in free- war. A vocal peace camp, meanwhile, is the rest of his job, which, in recent
dom fighters and I believe in righteous demanding negotiations with Vladimir months, has taken him to secret meet-
causes, and I believe the Ukrainians have Putin to end the conflict, even as Secre- ings with a top Chinese official in Vi-
one,” he said. “There are very few con- tary of State Antony Blinken has said enna and Malta and to complicated ne-
flicts that I have seen—maybe none— there is currently little prospect for “mean- gotiations in the Middle East.
in the post-Cold War era . . . where there’s ingful diplomacy.” In contrast to the epic feuds between
such a clear good guy and bad guy. And The task of leading the White House George W. Bush’s Pentagon and the State
we’re on the side of the good guy, and through such treacherous politics has Department over Iraq, or the vicious in-
we have to do a lot for that person.” fallen to Sullivan, who, when he was ap- fighting in Donald Trump’s turnover-rid-
There’s no question that the United pointed, at the age of forty-four, was the den national-security team, the Biden
States has done a lot: American assis- youngest national-security adviser since White House’s approach to the war has
tance to Ukraine, totalling seventy-six McGeorge Bundy held the job, during been notably drama-free. Disagreements
billion dollars, with more than forty-three the Vietnam War. “It’s really Jake,” Ivo among advisers, while at times robust
billion for security aid, is the largest such Daalder, a former U.S. Ambassador to and protracted, have barely surfaced in
effort since the Second World War. In NATO, who has consulted regularly with the press. Blinken, a confidant of Biden
the aftermath of the February 24, 2022, the National Security Council since the for more than two decades, has been per-
Russian invasion, the U.S. has delivered Russian invasion, told me. “He’s the haps the most visible salesman for the
more than two thousand Stinger anti- quartermaster of the war—and every- Administration’s strategy and a key con-
aircraft missiles, more than ten thousand thing else.” duit to European allies. Lloyd Austin,
Javelin antitank weapons, and more than Sullivan is lean, with wispy blond hair, the congenial and low-profile Secretary
two million 155-millimetre artillery rounds. a tendency to blush bright red, and a of Defense, has overseen the military re-
It has sent Patriot missiles for air defense workaholic intensity unusual even by lationship with Kyiv. Sullivan is more of
and High Mobility Artillery Rocket Sys- Washington’s standards. (One night a an inside player, the relentless wonk at
26 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
SOURCE PHOTOGRAPHS FROM GETTY
In the Biden Administration, Jake Sullivan is “the quartermaster of the war—and everything else,” a former U.S. official said.
PHOTO ILLUSTRATION BY DAVID PLUNKERT THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 27
Biden’s side. In an interview, Blinken enter the war, but we provided a massive van went with her. “Jake did everything
called him “the hub,” an “honest broker” amount of material to them.” for her,” one of Obama’s senior aides told
who has refereed the team’s differences, But as we now know, despite the flood the authors Jonathan Allen and Amie
which the Secretary acknowledged to of aid to Britain, a war with Nazi Ger- Parnes. “Whatever was the front-burner
me but described as largely “tactical, rarely many was all but inevitable for the U.S. issue of the day, you could go to Jake.”
fundamental in nature.” The fact that Today, a direct war with Putin’s Russia Eventually, Clinton and Sullivan trav-
they have “a friendship, partnership, and remains unthinkable—and yet the sta- elled to a hundred and twelve countries.
real complicity in working together for tus quo also seems unsustainable. Biden and his national-security team
many years,” he added, has also made for have often been portrayed, with some jus-
an unusually consensus-minded group.
At the same time, the Administra-
tion’s policy hasn’t always been clear. “A
Iton,first met Sullivan when he was a top
aide to Secretary of State Hillary Clin-
serving as both her closest travel-
tification, as a sort of second coming of
the Obama Administration, a reunion of
the old gang, albeit with younger aides,
pledge to support Ukraine ‘for as long ling adviser and the head of the State such as Blinken and Sullivan, moving
as it takes’ is not a strategy,” the top Re- Department’s policy-planning office, a into principal positions. When Sullivan
publicans on the House and Senate for- position created after the Second World got married, in 2015, to Maggie Good-
eign-affairs committees wrote in a let- War by George F. Kennan, the Krem- lander, who would go on to serve as coun-
ter this month to the White House. A linologist and the architect of contain- sel to Attorney General Merrick Gar-
major complaint from Ukraine support- ment. Sullivan, in his early thirties, was land, attendees at the wedding, which
ers in both parties is that the White already a Washington prodigy, with was held on Yale’s campus, included not
House delayed too long in providing ur- a dazzling résumé and a reputation as a only Clinton, who read a Bible verse in
gently needed weapons. The term “self- Midwestern nice guy. When Biden the ceremony, but also Blinken and Wil-
deterrence” is popular among those who named him national-security adviser, he liam Burns, Biden’s future C.I.A. direc-
subscribe to this view. So is “incremen- called him a “once-in-a-generation in- tor. (During Obama’s Presidency, Sulli-
talism.” John Herbst, a former U.S. Am- tellect.” Clinton has referred to him as a van and Burns, at that time the Deputy
bassador to Ukraine, called it “world- “once-in-a-generation talent.” Secretary of State, were secretly dispatched
class ad-hoc-ery.” Sullivan grew up in a large Irish Cath- to Oman to begin talks with Iran, which
In some sense, the President’s instruc- olic family in Minneapolis, one of five ultimately produced the Iran nuclear deal.)
tions have been clear from the beginning: children of a high-school guidance coun- Tom Sullivan, the groom’s younger brother,
No U.S. boots on the ground; no supply- sellor and a college journalism professor is now Blinken’s deputy chief of staff.
ing weapons for the purpose of attack- who once studied to become a Jesuit Many of the figures who are ascendant
ing Russian territory; and avoid giving priest. At Yale, Sullivan was the editor- in the Biden Administration—including
Putin grounds for nuclear escalation. In in-chief of the Yale Daily News and a na- Biden himself—had also been occasional
practice, however, it’s fallen to Sullivan tionally ranked college debater; once a critics of Obama’s policy toward Russia. In
and Biden’s other advisers to oversee a week, he commuted to New York to in- 2009, when Obama sought to repair rela-
series of one-off decisions about which tern at the Council on Foreign Relations. tions with Russia despite its recent inva-
weapons systems to provide to keep During his senior year, he scored a rare sion of Georgia, Clinton gamely handed
Ukraine in the fight. “I don’t necessarily trifecta—“the academic equivalent of Russia’s Foreign Minister, Sergey Lavrov,
think that they went in thinking, Oh, horse racing’s Triple Crown,” as the Yale an oversized “reset” button—incorrectly
we’re going to boil this frog slowly, be- Bulletin put it—winning all three of the translated into Russian, as it turned out—
cause that’s the best way to avoid esca- most prestigious fellowships available to to symbolize the new policy. But inter-
lation,” Andrea Kendall-Taylor, a former American undergraduates: the Rhodes, nally she was skeptical. When she left
national-intelligence officer who worked the Marshall, and the Truman. Sullivan the Obama Administration, in 2013, one
on the Biden transition team for the opted for the Rhodes, earned a master’s of her last acts was to submit a harshly
N.S.C., said. “They stumbled into it.” in international relations at Oxford, and worded memo warning the President
In the Roosevelt Room, when I men- took time out to compete in the world about Putin. “Don’t appear too eager to
tioned the term “proxy war” as a possible collegiate debate championships in Syd- work together,” she told Obama, accord-
description for America’s considerable ney, finishing second. He then went to ing to her memoir. “Don’t flatter Putin
role in the conflict, Sullivan reacted with Yale Law School and, after graduating, with high-level attention. Decline his in-
an almost visceral recoil. “Ukraine is not secured a Supreme Court clerkship with vitation for a presidential-level summit.”
fighting on behalf of the United States Justice Stephen Breyer. The first draft of the memo was written
of America to further our objectives,” he Sullivan began his political career as by Sullivan. “It was significantly darker”
said. “They are fighting for their land and an aide to another bright Minnesotan than the final product, he told me—so
their freedom.” He went on, “The anal- with a Yale degree: the Democratic sen- much so that “some of the Russia hands
ogy to me is much closer to the way the ator Amy Klobuchar, who connected him in the State Department” had said, “That’s
United States supported the U.K. in the with Clinton to run debate prep for her over the top, that’s too far.”
early years of World War Two—that ba- 2008 primary against Barack Obama. Sul- After Clinton’s departure, Sullivan
sically you’ve got an authoritarian aggres- livan quickly proved indispensable to the succeeded Blinken as Biden’s Vice-Pres-
sor trying to destroy the sovereignty of a former First Lady, and, when Clinton be- idential national-security adviser. The
free nation, and the U.S. didn’t directly came Obama’s Secretary of State, Sulli- following year, Putin launched a surprise
28 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
takeover of the Crimean Peninsula and
backed a separatist war in eastern Ukraine.
In response, Biden and others in the
White House urged Obama to provide
lethal assistance to Kyiv, such as Javelin
antitank weapons, but Obama refused.
Blinken and Sullivan disagreed with the
decision. “Biden was generally the one
that was much more forward-leaning in
wanting to take more steps,” one of their
N.S.C. colleagues at the time recalled.
The same was true of his advisers—“the
people,” as the colleague put it, “who are
now in the driver’s seat.” Another col-
league from the Obama years added,
“These are the people from the Obama
Administration who thought there were
real mistakes.”
Sullivan left the White House to serve
as the chief policy adviser for Clinton’s
2016 campaign. The morning after her
loss, when Clinton stoically spoke of the
need to accept Trump’s win—in a speech
that Sullivan had stayed up all night writ-
ing—he sat in the front row and cried.
“There’s nothing I don’t second-guess
about 2016,” he told me.
• •
The experience convinced Sullivan
that liberal internationalists like himself Putin to meet in Geneva. But, by the calling for him to be fired. Brett Bruen,
were an endangered species unless they time of the summit, in June, the threat the director of global engagement for
could reorient their thinking. During the to Ukraine seemed to have ebbed and the Obama White House, argued in an
Trump years, he launched a think-tank Biden focussed on warning Putin against op-ed that Sullivan and others were re-
project with the self-appointed mission launching further cyberattacks on the sponsible for “the most unnecessarily
of developing a “foreign policy for the U.S. After the meeting, Biden insisted embarrassing day in the history of the
middle class.” He emerged notably more that there was a “genuine prospect” for National Security Council.” Sullivan kept
skeptical about the benefits of unfettered better relations. his job, but colleagues told me that he
globalization and free trade, a new po- By then, a more pressing problem was had taken this “trial by fire,” as one put
sition that he stressed as Biden’s top pol- unfolding. In April, Biden had announced it, deeply personally. An after-action re-
icy adviser during the 2020 campaign. the end of the two-decade-long U.S. mil- port by the State Department chided
itary presence in Afghanistan, setting a the Administration for succumbing to
iden won the 2020 election not want- September deadline for all remaining groupthink and for its failure to plan ad-
B ing to talk so much about Russia.
America’s growing rivalry with China,
U.S. troops to exit the country. In Au-
gust, however, the U.S.-backed govern-
equately for “worst-case scenarios.”“This
definitely weighed on Jake very heavily,”
Blinken said, in an early speech as Sec- ment in Kabul collapsed. The Biden Ron Klain, Biden’s first White House
retary of State, now looked to be “the Administration, believing that such a chief of staff, told the author Chris Whip-
biggest geopolitical test” that the U.S. possibility was months away, had failed ple. “Did he give the right advice? Did
would face this century. As for Russia, to evacuate Afghans who had assisted he push back on the military enough?”
another reset was impossible after Pu- the U.S. during the conflict. Thousands The first secret U.S. intelligence re-
tin’s meddling in the 2016 Presidential descended upon the Kabul airport, where ports about Russia’s plans to invade
election and four years of Trump’s open the U.S. military organized an emergency Ukraine came only a few weeks after the
sycophancy. Instead, Biden’s team settled airlift. The operation ultimately rescued withdrawal from Afghanistan, in early
on a new formula, pinning their hopes some hundred and twenty-five thousand October, 2021. A month later, in a speech
on a “stable and predictable” relationship. people, but only after horrific scenes of to an Australian think tank, Sullivan again
The word “guardrails” came up often in chaos and a terrorist attack at the air- spoke about “striving for a more stable,
their planning, according to a former of- port’s Abbey Gate, in which thirteen U.S. more predictable relationship” with Russia.
ficial who was involved in the talks. service members and at least a hundred In fact, the stable-and-predictable
In the spring of 2021, when Russia and seventy Afghans died. policy was already dead. A week before
began an ominous military buildup along Sullivan came under criticism for the the speech, Biden had dispatched Burns,
its border with Ukraine, Biden invited botched withdrawal, with some people his C.I.A. director, on a secret mission
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 29
to Moscow. Burns notified the Kremlin and his deputy national-security adviser, over tanks, F-16 fighter jets, and longer-
that the United States was aware of its Jon Finer, met to game out possibilities. range missiles known as ATACMS.
intentions and warned of serious conse- “A lot of our planning was worst-case Sullivan, characteristically, knew every
quences if Putin followed through. He scenario planning,” Sullivan told Polit- side of each issue. “Jake’s a master de-
returned to Washington convinced that ico, “which always psychologically puts bater,” one of his former N.S.C. colleagues
the invasion was going to happen. one in a tough space.” said. “He constantly wants to test his own
Biden’s N.S.C. team was haunted by Instead, Ukraine defied expectations propositions.” Advocates of talks with
both the recent catastrophe in Afghan- and held off Russia’s assault on Kyiv. The Russia have had an open line to Sullivan
istan and the recollection of Putin’s 2014 White House was suddenly improvis- and his staff, as have former officials who
takeover of Crimea. “In Crimea, [Rus- ing a strategy for a long war. But Putin’s believe that such talks are akin to selling
sia] created a fait accompli before the world increasingly explicit nuclear sabre-rat- out Ukraine. “One of the things I genu-
had really fully woken up to what they tling meant that the early months of the inely admire about Jake is his willingness
had done,” Sullivan recalled, in an oral conflict were spent in arguments over to take criticism and input, his willing-
history for Politico. “We wanted to make what might or might not cross Russia’s ness to double-check and to ask,” Sena-
sure the world was wide awake.” He com- red line. In the spring of 2022, a debate tor Chris Coons, a Biden confidant from
pared the situation to a scene from the raged in Washington over whether to Delaware and a member of the Foreign
first “Austin Powers” movie, in which give Ukraine the precision medium-range Relations Committee, told me.
“there’s a steamroller on the far side of missile system known as HIMARS. When Even officials in the Administration
the room, and a guy standing there, hold- Nancy Pelosi, the House Speaker, led a who have, at times, been frustrated with
ing up his hand, and shouting, ‘No!’Then congressional delegation to Kyiv to meet Sullivan told me that they appreciated
they zoom out, and the steamroller is with Zelensky, the Ukrainian President’s his openness. “He’s a really good listener,
moving incredibly slowly and is really far “main ask” was for the HIMARS, accord- and it can be a strength,” a senior official
away.” He added, “I was determined that ing to Jason Crow, a House Democrat said. “He wants a real debate, and he fos-
we were not going to be that guy—just and a military veteran. Eventually, Biden ters that. But the weakness of that is that
waiting for the steamroller to roll over approved the delivery, with the proviso sometimes he can blow in the wind, and
Ukraine. We were going to act.” that the HIMARS not be used to hit tar- you just get these shocks to the system,
Prewar estimates suggested that gets inside Russia. “I felt like we dragged like, ‘Wait, what? We’re doing what now?’”
Ukraine’s military could hold out against our feet,” a Democratic senator told me. Sullivan also studiously avoids any
the Russians for no more than a few Ukraine, meanwhile, moved on to the daylight between himself and Biden. “He
days. A “tiger team” assembled by Sullivan next items on its list. Arguments ensued is very careful not to contradict him,” a
former official who worked with Sullivan
during the Obama Administration said.
“He can guide him, but he can’t contra-
dict him. That’s what a national-security
adviser has to do, and Jake has always
been very conscious, like frankly any good
Washington staffer, of never getting afoul
of his principal, and he never does.”
Sullivan’s methodical, hyperanalytical
style fits with Biden’s career-long ten-
dency to hold on to a decision, to wait
and test the angles and find a way to the
political center of gravity. But the down-
side of that approach is evident, too.
“There’s a real tendency to paralysis by
analysis,” Eric Edelman, a former Under-
Secretary of Defense in the Bush Admini-
stration, said. “Jake likes to look at every
facet of a problem and wants to understand
everything. That’s the tragedy of govern-
ment—you have to make decisions be-
hind a veil of irreducible ignorance.”
D
aniel Aritonang graduated from manning agency called PT Bahtera press territorial claims in contested wa-
high school in May, 2018, hop- Agung Samudra. (The agency seems ters, including in the South China Sea
ing to find a job. Short and not to have a license to operate, accord- and around Taiwan. “This may look like
lithe, he lived in the coastal village of ing to government records, and did not a fishing fleet, but, in certain places, it’s
Batu Lungun, Indonesia, where his fa- respond to requests for comment.) They also serving military purposes,” Ian
ther owned an auto shop. Aritonang handed over their passports, copies of Ralby, who runs I.R. Consilium, a mar-
spent his free time rebuilding engines their birth certificates, and bank docu- itime-security firm, told me. China’s
in the shop, occasionally sneaking away ments. At eighteen, Aritonang was still preëminence at sea has come at a cost.
to drag-race his blue Yamaha motorcy- young enough that the agency required The country is largely unresponsive to
cle on the village’s back roads. He had him to provide a letter of parental con- international laws, and its fleet is the
worked hard in school but was a bit of sent. He posted a picture of himself and worst perpetrator of illegal fishing in
a class clown, always pranking the girls. other recruits, writing, “Just a bunch of the world, helping drive species to the
“He was full of laughter and smiles,” his common folk who hope for a success- brink of extinction. Its ships are also rife
high-school math teacher, Leni Apri- ful and bright future.” with labor trafficking, debt bondage, vi-
yunita, said. His mother brought home- For the next two months, Aritonang olence, criminal neglect, and death. “The
made bread to his teachers’ houses, try- and Anhar waited in Tegal for a ship human-rights abuses on these ships are
ing to help him get good grades and assignment. Aritonang asked Nugraha happening on an industrial and global
secure work; his father’s shop was fail- to borrow money for them, saying that scale,” Steve Trent, the C.E.O. of the
ing, and the family needed money. But, the pair were struggling to buy food. Environmental Justice Foundation, said.
when Aritonang finished high school, Nugraha urged him to come home: “You It took a little more than three
youth unemployment was above sixteen don’t even know how to swim.” Ari- months for the Zhen Fa 7 to cross the
per cent. He considered joining the po- tonang refused. “There’s no other choice,” ocean and anchor near the Galápagos
lice academy, and applied for positions he wrote, in a text. Finally, on Septem- Islands. A squid ship is a bustling, bright,
at nearby plastics and textile factories, ber 2, 2019, Aritonang and Anhar were messy place. The scene on deck looks
but never got an offer, disappointing his flown to Busan, South Korea, to board like a mechanic’s garage where an oil
parents. He wrote on Instagram, “I know what they thought would be a Korean change has gone terribly wrong. Scores
I failed, but I keep trying to make them ship. But when they got to the port they of fishing lines extend into the water,
happy.” His childhood friend Hengki were told to climb aboard a Chinese each bearing specialized hooks operated
Anhar was also scrambling to find work. vessel—a rusty, white-and-red-keeled by automated reels. When they pull a
“They asked for my skills,” he said re- squid ship called the Zhen Fa 7. That squid on board, it squirts warm, viscous
cently, of potential employers. “But, to day, the ship set out across the Pacific. ink, which coats the walls and floors.
be honest, I don’t have any.” Aritonang had just joined what may Deep-sea squid have high levels of am-
At the time, many villagers who had be the largest maritime operation the monia, which they use for buoyancy,
taken jobs as deckhands on foreign fish- world has ever known. In the past few and a smell hangs in the air. The hard-
ing ships were returning with enough decades, partly in an effort to project its est labor generally happens at night,
money to buy motorcycles and houses. influence abroad, China has dramati- from 5 P.M. until 7 A.M. Hundreds of
Anhar suggested that he and Aritonang cally expanded its distant-water fishing bowling-ball-size light bulbs hang on
go to sea, too, and Aritonang agreed, fleet. Chinese firms now own or oper- racks on both sides of the vessel, entic-
saying, “As long as we’re together.” He ate terminals in ninety-five foreign ports. ing the squid up from the depths. The
intended to use the money to fix up his China estimates that it has twenty-seven blinding glow of the bulbs, visible more
parents’ house or maybe to start a bus- hundred distant-water fishing ships, than a hundred miles away, makes the
iness. Firmandes Nugraha, another though this figure does not include ves- surrounding blackness feel otherworldly.
friend, worried that Aritonang was sels in contested waters; public records “Our minds got tested,” Anhar said.
not cut out for hard labor. “We took a and satellite imaging suggest that the The captain’s quarters were on the
running test, and he was too easily ex- fleet may be closer to sixty-five hundred uppermost deck; the Chinese officers
hausted,” he said. But Aritonang wouldn’t ships. (The U.S. and the E.U., by con- slept on the level below him, and the
be dissuaded. A year later, in July, he trast, have fewer than three hundred Chinese deckhands under that. The
and Anhar travelled to the port city of distant-water fishing vessels each.) Some Indonesian workers occupied the bow-
Tegal, and applied for work through a ships that appear to be fishing vessels els of the ship. Aritonang and Anhar
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“The human-rights abuses on these ships are happening on an industrial and global scale,” the head of a nonprofit says.
ILLUSTRATION BY CLEON PETERSON THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 37
lived in cramped cabins with bunk beds. beat his whole body and stepped on him,” For most of the twentieth century,
Clotheslines of drying socks and tow- Mejawati said. The other deckhands distant-water fishing—much of which
els lined the walls, and beer bottles lit- yelled for them to stop, and several takes place on the high seas—was dom-
tered the floor. The Indonesians were jumped into the fray. Eventually, the vi- inated by the Soviet Union, Japan, and
paid about three thousand dollars a year, olence ended, but the deckhands re- Spain. But the collapse of the U.S.S.R.,
plus a twenty-dollar bonus for every ton mained trapped on the ship. Mejawati coupled with expanding environmental
of squid caught. Once a week, a list of told me, “It’s like we’re in a cage.” and labor regulations, caused these fleets
each man’s catch was posted in the mess to shrink. Since the sixties, though, there
hall to encourage the crew to work lmost a hundred years before Co- have been advances in refrigeration, sat-
harder. Sometimes the officers patted
the Indonesian deckhands on their
A lumbus, China dominated the seas.
In the fifteenth century, China’s em-
ellite technology, engine efficiency, and
radar. Vessels can now stay at sea for
heads, as though they were children. peror dispatched a fleet of “treasure ships” more than two years without returning
When angry, they insulted or struck that included warships, transports for to land. As a result, global seafood con-
them.The foreman slapped and punched cavalry horses, and merchant vessels car- sumption has risen fivefold.
workers for mistakes. “It’s like we don’t rying silk and porcelain to voyage around Squid fishing, or jigging, in particu-
have any dignity,” Anhar said. the Indian Ocean. They were some of lar, has grown with American appetites.
The ship was rarely near enough to the largest wooden ships ever built, with Until the early seventies, Americans
land to get cell reception, and, in any innovations like balanced rudders and consumed squid in tiny amounts, mostly
case, most deckhands didn’t have phones bulwarked compartments that predated at niche restaurants on the coasts. But
that would work abroad. Chinese crew European technology by centuries. The as overfishing depleted fish stocks the
members were occasionally allowed to armada’s size was not surpassed until federal government encouraged fisher-
use a satellite phone on the ship’s bridge. the navies of the First World War. But men to shift their focus to squid, whose
But when Aritonang and other Indone- during the Ming dynasty political in- stocks were still robust. In 1974, a busi-
sians asked to call home the captain re- stability led China to turn inward. By ness-school student named Paul Kalik-
fused. After a couple of weeks on board, the mid-sixteenth century, sailing on a stein published a master’s thesis assert-
a deckhand named Rahman Finando multi-masted ship had become a crime. ing that Americans would prefer squid
got up the nerve to ask whether he could In docking its fleet, China lost its global if it were breaded and fried. Promoters
go home. The captain said no. A few preëminence. As Louise Levathes, the suggested calling it “calamari,” the Ital-
days later, another deckhand, Mangihut author of “When China Ruled the Seas,” ian word, which made it sound more
Mejawati, found a group of Chinese of- told me, “The period of China’s great- like a gourmet dish. (“Squid” is thought
ficers and deckhands beating Finando, est outward expansion was followed to be a sailors’ variant of “squirt,” a ref-
to punish him for asking to leave. “They by the period of its greatest isolation.” erence to squid ink.) By the nineties,
chain restaurants across the Midwest
were serving squid. Today, Americans
eat a hundred thousand tons a year.
China launched its first distant-water
fishing fleet in 1985, when a state-owned
company called the China National
Fisheries Corporation dispatched thir-
teen trawlers to the coast of Guinea-
Bissau. China had been fishing its own
coastal waters aggressively. Since the
sixties, its seafood biomass has dropped
by ninety per cent. Zhang Yanxi, the
general manager of the company, ar-
gued that joining “the ranks of the
world’s offshore fisheries powers” would
make the country money, create jobs,
feed its population, and safeguard its
maritime rights. The government held
a grand farewell ceremony for the launch
of the first ships, with more than a thou-
sand attendees, including Communist
Party élites. A promotional video de-
scribed the crew as “two hundred and
twenty-three brave pioneers cutting
through the waves.”
Since then, China has invested heav-
ily in its fleet. The country now catches
more than five billion pounds of sea- as fishing vessels but actually form what gos Islands; near the Falkland Islands;
food a year through distant-water fish- experts call a “maritime militia.” Ac- off the coast of the Gambia; and in the
ing, the biggest portion of it squid. Chi- cording to research collected by the Cen- Sea of Japan, near the Korean Penin-
na’s seafood industry, which is estimated ter for Strategic and International Stud- sula. When permitted, I boarded ves-
to be worth more than thirty-five bil- ies, the Chinese government pays the sels to talk to the crew or pulled along-
lion dollars, accounts for a fifth of the owners of some of these ships forty-five side them to interview officers by radio.
international trade, and has helped cre- hundred dollars a day to remain in con- In many instances, the Chinese ships
ate fifteen million jobs. The Chinese tested areas for most of the year. Satel- got spooked, pulled up their gear, and
state owns much of the industry—in- lite data show that, last year, several fled. When this happened, I trailed them
cluding some twenty per cent of its squid dozen ships illegally fished in Taiwan- in a skiff to get close enough to throw
ships—and oversees the rest through ese waters and that there were two hun- aboard plastic bottles weighed down
the Overseas Fisheries Association. dred ships in disputed portions of the with rice, containing a pen, cigarettes,
Today, the nation consumes more than South China Sea. The ships help exe- hard candy, and interview questions. On
a third of the world’s fish. cute what a recent Congressional Re- several occasions, deckhands wrote re-
China’s fleet has also expanded the search Service study called “ ‘gray zone’ plies, providing phone numbers for fam-
government’s international influence.The operations that use coercion short of ily back home, and then threw the bot-
country has built scores of ports as part war.” They escort Chinese oil-and-gas tles back into the water. The reporting
of its Belt and Road Initiative, a global survey vessels, deliver supplies, and ob- included interviews with their family
infrastructure program that has, at times, struct foreign ships. members, and with two dozen addi-
made it the largest financier of develop- Sometimes these vessels are called tional crew members.
ment in South America, sub-Saharan Af- into action. In December, 2018, the Fil- China bolsters its fleet with more
rica, and South Asia. These ports allow ipino government began to repair a than seven billion dollars a year in sub-
it to shirk taxes and avoid meddling in- runway and build a beaching ramp on sidies, as well as with logistical, security,
spectors. The investments also buy its Thitu Island, a piece of land claimed and intelligence support. For instance,
government influence. In 2007, China by both the Philippines and China. it sends vessels updates on the size and
loaned Sri Lanka more than three hun- More than ninety Chinese ships amassed location of the world’s major squid col-
dred million dollars to pay for the con- along its coast, delaying the construc- onies, allowing the ships to coördinate
struction of a port. (A Chinese state- tion. In 2019, a Chinese vessel rammed their fishing. In 2022, I watched about
owned company built it.) In 2017, Sri and sank a Filipino boat anchored at two hundred and sixty ships jigging a
Lanka, on the verge of defaulting on the Reed Bank, a disputed region in the patch of sea west of the Galápagos. The
loan, was forced to strike a deal grant- South China Sea that is rich in oil re- armada suddenly raised anchor and, in
ing China control over the port and its serves. Zhou Bo, a retired Chinese se- near simultaneity, moved a hundred
environs for ninety-nine years. nior colonel, recently warned that these miles to the southeast. Ted Schmitt, the
Military analysts believe that China sorts of clashes could spark a war be- director of Skylight, a maritime-mon-
uses its fleet for surveillance. In 2017, tween the U.S. and China. (The Chi- itoring program, told me that this is un-
the country passed a law requiring pri- nese government declined to comment usual: “Fishing vessels from most other
vate citizens and businesses to support on these matters. But Mao Ning, a countries wouldn’t work together on
Chinese intelligence efforts. Ports em- spokesperson for its Ministry of For- this scale.” In July of that year, I pulled
ploy a digital logistics platform called eign Affairs, has previously defended alongside the Zhe Pu Yuan 98, a squid
Logink, which tracks the movement her country’s right to uphold “China’s ship that doubles as a floating hospital
of ships and goods in the surrounding territorial sovereignty and maritime to treat deckhands without bringing
area—including, possibly, American order.”) Greg Poling, a senior fellow at them to shore. “When workers are sick,
military cargo. Michael Wessel, a mem- C.S.I.S., noted that taking ownership they will come to our ship,” the captain
ber of the U.S.-China Economic and of contested waters is part of the same told me, by radio. The boat typically
Security Review Commission, told me, project as assuming control of Taiwan. carried a doctor and maintained an op-
“This is really dangerous information “The goal with these fishing ships is to erating room, a machine for running
for the U.S. to be handing over.” (The reclaim ‘lost territory’ and restore Chi- blood tests, and videoconferencing ca-
Chinese Communist Party has dis- na’s former glory,” he said. pabilities for consulting with doctors
missed these concerns, saying, “It is back in China. Its predecessor had
no secret that the U.S. has become in- hina’s distant-water fleet is opaque. treated more than three hundred peo-
creasingly paranoid about anything re-
lated to China.”)
C The country divulges little infor-
mation about its vessels, and some stay
ple in the previous five years.
In February, 2022, I went with the
China also pushes its fleet into con- at sea for more than a year at a time, conservation group Sea Shepherd and
tested waters. “China likely believes that, making them difficult to inspect. I spent a documentary filmmaker named Ed
in time, the presence of its distant-water the past four years, backed by a team of Ou, who also translated on the trip, to
fleet will convert into some degree of investigators working for a journalism the high seas near the Falkland Islands,
sovereign control over those waters,” nonprofit I run called the Outlaw Ocean and boarded a Chinese squid jigger
Ralby, the maritime-security specialist, Project, visiting the fleet’s ships in their there. The captain gave permission for
told me. Some of its ships are disguised largest fishing grounds: near the Galápa- me and a couple of my team members
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 39
to roam freely as long as I didn’t name here, but we are forced to stay.” He esti- One of Aritonang’s friends on board
his vessel. He remained on the bridge mated that eighty per cent of the other was named Heri Kusmanto. “When we
but had an officer shadow me wherever men would leave if they were allowed. boarded the ship in the first weeks, Heri
I went. The mood on the ship felt like Looking nervous, the younger deck- was a lively person,” Mejawati said. “He
that of a watery purgatory. The crew hand waved us into a dark hallway. He chatted, sang, and joked with all of us.”
was made up of thirty-one men; their began typing on his cell phone. “I can’t Kusmanto’s job was to carry hundred-
teeth were yellowed from chain-smok- disclose too much right now given I still pound baskets of squid down to the re-
ing, their skin sallow, their hands torn need to work on the vessel, if I give too frigerated hold. He sometimes made
and spongy from sharp gear and per- much information it might potentially mistakes, and that earned him beatings.
petual wetness. The scene recalled an create issues on board,” he wrote. He “He did not dare fight back,” a deckhand
observation of the Scythian philoso- gave me a phone number for his family named Fikran told me. “He would just
pher Anacharsis, who divided people and asked me to contact them. “Can you stay quiet and stand still.” The ship’s cook
into three categories: the living, the get us to the embassy in Argentina?” he often struck Kusmanto, so he avoided
dead, and those at sea. asked. Just then, my minder rounded the him by eating plain white rice in the
When squid latched on to a line, an corner, and the deckhand walked away. kitchen when the cook wasn’t around.
automated reel f lipped them onto a Minutes later, my team members and I Kusmanto soon got sick. He lost his ap-
metal rack. Deckhands then tossed them were ushered off the ship. petite and stopped speaking, commu-
into plastic baskets for sorting. The bas- When I returned to shore, I con- nicating mostly through gestures. “He
kets often overf lowed, and the f loor tacted his family. “My heart really aches,” was like a toddler,” Mejawati said. Then
filled shin-deep with squid. The squid his older sister, a math teacher in Fu- Kusmanto’s legs and feet swelled and
became translucent in their final mo- jian, said, after hearing of her brother’s started to ache.
ments, sometimes hissing or coughing. situation. Her family had disagreed with Kusmanto seemed to be suffering
(Their stink and stain are virtually im- his decision to go to sea, but he was per- from beriberi, a disease caused by a de-
possible to wash from clothes. Some- sistent. She hadn’t known that he was ficiency of Vitamin B1, or thiamine. Its
times crew members tie their dirty gar- being held captive, and felt helpless to name derives from a Sinhalese word,
ments into a rope, up to twenty feet free him. “He’s really too young,” she beri, meaning “weak” or “I cannot.” It is
long, and drag it for hours in the water said. “And now there is nothing we can often caused by a diet consisting mainly
behind the ship.) Below deck, crew do, because he’s so far away.” of white rice, instant noodles, or wheat
members weighed, sorted, and packed flour. Symptoms include tingling, burn-
the squid for freezing. They prepared n June, 2020, the Zhen Fa 7 travelled ing, numbness, difficulty breathing, leth-
bait by carving squid up, separating the
tongues from inside the beaks. In the
IGalápagos
to a pocket of ocean between the
and mainland Ecuador. The
argy, chest pain, dizziness, confusion,
and severe swelling. Like scurvy, beri-
galley, the cook noted that his ship had ship was owned by Rongcheng Wang- beri was common among nineteenth-
no fresh fruits or vegetables and asked dao Deep-Sea Aquatic Products, a mid- century sailors. It also has a history in
whether we might be able to donate size company based in Shandong. On prisons, asylums, and migrant camps. If
some from our ship. board, Aritonang had slowly got used untreated, it can be fatal.
We spoke to two Chinese deckhands to his new life. The captain found out Beriberi is becoming prevalent on
who were wearing bright-orange life Chinese vessels in part because ships
vests. Neither wanted his name used, for stay so long at sea, a trend facilitated by
fear of retaliation. One man was twenty- transshipment, which allows vessels to
eight, the other eighteen. It was their offload their catch to refrigerated car-
first time at sea, and they had signed riers without returning to shore. Chi-
two-year contracts. They earned about nese ships typically stock rice and in-
ten thousand dollars a year, but, for every stant noodles for extended trips, because
day taken off work because of sickness they are cheap and slow to spoil. But
or injury, they were docked two days’ pay. the body requires more B1 when carbo-
The older deckhand recounted watch- hydrates are consumed in large amounts
ing a fishing weight injure another crew that he had mechanical experience and and during periods of intense exertion.
member’s arm. At one point, the officer moved him to the engine room, where Ship cooks also mix rice or noodles with
following us was called away. The older the work was slightly less taxing. For raw or fermented fish, and supplement
deckhand then said that many of the meals, the cook prepared pots of rice meals with coffee and tea, all of which
crew were being held there against their mixed with bits of fish. The Indone- are high in thiaminase, which destroys
will. “It’s like being isolated from the sians were each issued two boxes of in- B1, exacerbating the issue.
world and far from modern life,” he said. stant noodles a week. If they wanted Beriberi is often an indication of
“Many of us had our documents taken. any other food—or coffee, alcohol, or conditions of captivity, because it is
They won’t give them back. Can we ask cigarettes—the cost could be deducted avoidable and easily reversed. Some
you to help us?” He added, “It’s impos- from their salaries. Crew photos show countries (though not China) mandate
sible to be happy, because we work many deckhands posing with their catch and that rice and f lour be supplemented
hours every day. We don’t want to be gathering for beers to celebrate. with B1. The illness can also be treated
40 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
with vitamins, and when B1 is admin-
istered intravenously patients typically
recover within twenty-four hours. But
few Chinese ships seem to carry B1 sup-
plements. In many cases, captains re-
fuse to bring sick crew members to shore,
likely because the process would entail
losing time and incurring labor costs.
Swells can make it dangerous for large
ships to get close to each other in order
to transfer crew members. One video I
reviewed shows a man being put inside
a fishing net and sent hundreds of feet
along a zip line, several stories above
the open ocean, to get on another ship.
My team and I found two dozen cases
of workers on Chinese vessels between
2013 and 2021 who suffered from symp-
toms associated with beriberi; at least
fifteen died. Victor Weedn, a forensic
pathologist in Washington, D.C., told
me that allowing workers to die from
beriberi would, in the U.S., constitute
criminal neglect. “Slow-motion murder
is still murder,” he said.
The contract typically used by Kus-
manto’s manning agency stipulated heavy
financial penalties for workers and their
families if they quit prematurely. It also
allowed the company to take workers’
identity papers, including their passports,
during the recruitment process, and to
• •
keep the documents if they failed to pay
a fine for leaving early—provisions that bidden. “Short of catching them in the crew, which had by then been at sea
violate laws in the U.S. and Indonesia. act, this is as close as you can get to for a year, felt a growing sense of iso-
Still, as Kusmanto’s condition worsened, firm evidence,” Michael J. Fitzpatrick, lation. “They had initially told us that
his Indonesian crewmates asked whether the U.S. Ambassador to Ecuador, told we would be sailing for eight months,
he could go home. The captain refused. me. (Rongcheng Wangdao’s vessels have and then they would land the ship,”
(Rongcheng Wangdao denied wrong- been known to fish in unauthorized Anhar said. “The fact was we never
doing. The captains of Chinese ships in areas; one of the Zhen Fa 7’s sister ships landed anywhere.”
this piece could not be identified for was fined for unlawfully entering Pe-
comment. A spokesman for the manning ruvian waters in 2017, and another was hina does more illegal fishing than
agency blamed Kusmanto for his illness,
writing, “When on the ship, he didn’t
found illicitly fishing off the coast of
North Korea. The company declined
C any other country, according to the
Global Initiative Against Transnational
want to take a shower, he didn’t want to to comment on this matter.) Transfer- Organized Crime. Operating on the
eat, and he only ate instant noodles.”) ring Kusmanto to another vessel would high seas is expensive, and there is vir-
The ship may have been fishing il- have required disclosing the Zhen Fa tually no law-enforcement presence—
legally at the time, possibly complicat- 7’s location, which might have been which encourages fishing in forbidden
ing Kusmanto’s situation. During this incriminating. regions and using prohibited techniques
period, according to an unpublished in- By early August, Kusmanto had be- to gain a competitive advantage. Ag-
telligence report compiled by the U.S. come disoriented. Other deckhands gressive fishing comes at an environ-
government, the Zhen Fa 7 turned off demanded that he be given medical at- mental cost. A third of the world’s stocks
its location transponder several times, tention. Eventually, the captain relented, are overfished. Squid stocks, once ro-
in violation of Chinese law. This gen- and transferred him to another ship, bust, have declined dramatically. More
erally occurred when the ship was close which carried him to port in Lima. He than thirty countries, including China,
to Ecuadorian and Peruvian waters; was taken to a hospital, where he re- have banned shark finning, but the prac-
captains often go dark to fish in other covered; afterward, he was flown home. tice persists. Chinese ships often catch
countries’ waters, like those of Ecuador, (Kusmanto could not be reached for hammerhead, oceanic whitetip, and blue
where Chinese ships are typically for- comment.) Meanwhile, the rest of the sharks so that their fins can be used in
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shark-fin soup. In 2017, Ecuadorian au-
thorities discovered at least six thou-
sand illegally caught sharks on board a SPRINGFIELD
single reefer. Other marine species are
being decimated, too. Vessels fishing Get a room, the dude in the blue Camaro yells.
for totoaba, a large fish whose swim He’s made of rage and tinted glass, and we’re
bladder is highly prized in Chinese made of desire and what if and what I want
medicine, use nets that inadvertently to say is, Dude, we have a room, but we
entangle and drown vaquita porpoises, got hungry. Every three days we have to eat
which live only in Mexico’s Sea of Cor- or get mimosas or get yelled at by you. Get
tez. Researchers estimate that, as a re- a room, he yells again, maybe because he thinks
sult, there are now only some ten va- we’re hard of hearing, or because it pains
quitas left in existence. China has the him to see our affection. Maybe he thinks:
world’s largest fleet of bottom trawlers, what a waste––two women who could have
which drag nets across the seaf loor, loved him instead. Instead, we get sandwiches to
levelling coral reefs. Marine sediment go and go back to the room we call our room, which
stores large amounts of carbon, and, ac- could be in any motel near any off-ramp in any
cording to a recent study in Nature, bot- Springfield, with its anonymous white walls and towels,
tom trawlers release almost a billion with the empty drawers you love, and the flat-screen
and a half tons of carbon dioxide each TV that seems to keep getting bigger and flatter.
year—as much as that released by the And since we’re taking inventory, let’s don’t
entire aviation industry. China’s illicit forget the bedside Bible and the red pen
fishing practices also rob poorer coun- tucked inside, as if we might be inspired to
tries of their own resources. Off the make corrections. And come to think of it, I would
coast of West Africa, where China like to make some changes in how things turn
maintains a fleet of hundreds of ships, out, how they turn on a dime, or over time
illegal fishing has been estimated to crumble. Instead, I listen to you read aloud
cost the region more than nine billion from the pamphlets you found in the lobby.
dollars a year. Fun fact: basketball was invented in Springfield, Mass.,
The world’s largest concentration as was vulcanized rubber. The man who wrote
of illegal fishing ships may be a fleet “The Cat in the Hat” was born here, and perhaps
of Chinese squidders in North Korean
waters. In 2017, in response to North
Korea’s nuclear- and ballistic-missile an association of South Korean fisher- them and launched a drone to capture
tests, the United Nations Security Coun- men on Ulleung Island, which I visited their identification numbers. One of
cil, with apparent backing from China, in May, 2019, said. North Korean fish- the Chinese captains blared his horn
imposed sanctions intended to deprive ing captains have been forced to head and flashed his lights—warning signs
Kim Jong Un’s government of foreign farther from shore, where their ships in maritime protocol. Since we were in
currency, in part by blocking it from get caught in storms or succumb to en- South Korean waters and at a legal dis-
selling fishing rights, a major source of gine failure, and crew members face tance, our captain stayed his course.
income. But, according to the U.N., starvation, freezing temperatures, and The Chinese captain then abruptly cut
Pyongyang has continued to earn for- drowning. Roughly a hundred small toward us, on a collision trajectory. Our
eign currency—a hundred and twenty North Korean fishing boats wash up captain veered away when the Chinese
million dollars in 2018 alone—by grant- on Japanese shores annually, some of vessel was only thirty feet off.
ing illicit rights, predominantly to Chi- them carrying the corpses of fishermen. The Chinese Ministry of Foreign
nese fishermen. An advertisement on Chinese boats in these waters are also Affairs told me that “China has consis-
the Chinese Web site Zhihu offers per- known for ramming patrol vessels. In tently and conscientiously enforced the
mits issued by the North Korean mil- 2016, Chinese fishermen rammed and resolutions of the Security Council re-
itary for “no risk high yield” fishing sank a South Korean cutter in the Yel- lating to North Korea,” and added that
with no catch limits: “Looking forward low Sea. In another incident, the South the country has “consistently punished”
to a win-win cooperation.” China seems Korean Coast Guard opened fire on illegal fishing. But the Ministry neither
unable or unwilling to enforce sanc- more than two dozen Chinese ships admitted nor denied that China sends
tions on its ally. that rushed at its vessels. boats into North Korean waters. In 2020,
Chinese boats have contributed to In 2019, I went with a South Ko- the nonprofit Global Fishing Watch
a decline in the region’s squid stock; rean squid ship to the sea border be- used satellite data to reveal that hun-
catches are down by roughly seventy tween North Korea and South Korea. dreds of Chinese squid ships were rou-
per cent since 2003. Local fishermen It didn’t take us long to find a convoy tinely fishing in North Korean waters.
have been unable to compete. “We will of Chinese squidders headed into North By 2022, China had cut down this ille-
be ruined,” Haesoo Kim, the leader of Korean waters. We fell in alongside gal armada by seventy-five per cent from
42 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
onto a reefer that carried it to Mauri-
tius. But, for reasons that remain un-
most importantly, this is the birthplace clear, the captain refused to send Ari-
of interchangeable parts––or at least where tonang to shore as well.
they first caught on. Think assembly Eventually, Aritonang could no lon-
lines, think mass production. I’m thinking ger walk. The Indonesian crew went to
about the fun fact of you, about how the bridge again and confronted the
much I love origin myths, about how people captain, threatening to strike if he didn’t
aren’t things. We can’t be vulcanized, we get Aritonang medical help. “We were
can’t, like faulty chains, be replaced. And all against the captain,” Anhar said. Fi-
I’m thinking about that guy in the Camaro, nally, the captain acquiesced, and, on
how what really drives him is loneliness, March 2nd, transferred Aritonang to a
how we see iterations of him in all fuel tanker, the Marlin, which agreed
the Springfields we find ourselves in, to carry him to Montevideo, Uruguay.
because that’s your fantasy: you and me The Marlin’s crew brought him to a
in every Springfield in America, in Nebraska service area off the coast, where a skiff
and Ohio and North Dakota, in townships picked him up and took him to the port.
in Jersey and Michigan, always in a motel A maritime agency representing Rong-
bar, pretending we’ve never met. And after cheng Wangdao in Uruguay called a
a while, after Idaho and Maine, after that local hospital, and ambulance workers
Springfield in Kentucky and the one in East took him there.
Texas, the myth rings true: it’s old hat, old Jesica Reyes, who is thirty-six, is
cat in the hat: the white walls and small one of the few interpreters of Indone-
bars of soap, the falling asleep in the middle sian in Montevideo. She taught her-
of a life, the waking to one place named self the language while working at an
for another––not a fun fact exactly, Internet café that was popular among
just what the Russian novelist not Indonesian crews; they called her
immune to Springfields knew Mbak, meaning “Miss” or “big sister.”
about unhappiness. From 2013 to 2021, fishing ships, most
of them Chinese, disembarked a dead
—Andrea Cohen body in Montevideo roughly every
month and a half. Over a recent din-
ner, Reyes told me about hundreds of
its peak. Still, in unregulated waters, the had died of a heart attack several days deckhands in need whom she had as-
hours worked by the fleet have increased, earlier, but Aritonang’s mother didn’t sisted. She described one deckhand
and the size of its catch has only grown. want to upset her son while he was at who died from a tooth infection be-
sea. She later told their pastor that she cause his captain wouldn’t bring him
A CRITIC AT LARGE
TRANSFORMER
For forty years, Madonna’s quest for freedom through reinvention has resembled our own.
BY MICHELLE ORANGE
t was a more physical world, though Forty countdowns on AM radio, or in a dare she was not going to lose.
Iseemed
we thought it quite advanced. There
nothing “terrestrial” about twist-
playing, on our parents’ imperial turn-
tables, the one or two LPs in our pos-
I liked her best in motion: the jut of
her chin as she spun to a stop, the drag
ing a radio knob to some eccentric dec- session. Increasingly, we listened to of her foot through a grapevine step.
PETER CUNNINGHAM
imal point, dialling static into song. In music by watching it on TV, our dance Something important seemed bound up
the summer of 1985, we all knew some- parties often overseen by a strutting, in this vision, beaconlike but elusive, for-
one, usually an older sibling, who owned tattered sprite who wore bangles like ever disappearing around a corner up
a portable, cassette-playing stereo. The opera gloves and held the camera’s gaze ahead. I prized the “Like a Virgin” LP
rest of us remained stuck catching Top with her entire being, as though locked I received for my birthday, the adults
In 1282, Madonna did one of her first P.R. photo sessions, in New York City. She brought her own clothes and did her own makeup.
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 57
refusal to be defined, to her expression
of the ambiguities that any alert citizen
of the late twentieth century knew to be
an essential condition of the time. In ex-
change for this bounty, we chose to ig-
nore her lame accents, puerile antics, and
strangely inert movie turns. Bound up
in the music was a burlesque of female
stardom, irresistible for its mergings and
inversions, for its unlikely marriage of a
powerful woman’s desire to “make it”
and her will to create. The wish to be-
come indelible in an image-mad age re-
quired that Madonna commit to a prem-
ise as shaky as it was central to her appeal:
the act of looking and being seen as a
form of voluptuous play, a process to be
messed with freely, and with freedom—
release, for all, into something fluid and
new—as its end.
As a girl, I watched Madonna explore
this possibility to its outer limits. At fif-
teen, I could dance every step of the Blond
Ambition tour; I knew the contours of
“Roger feels we’re not truly self-sufficient her body better than I knew my own.
until we make our own mezcal.” That sublime body, impossibly whittled,
spring-loaded with muscle, pale to the
point of phosphorescence, a monument
• • to the wedding of her famous will to the
forces beyond her control. Her message
involved having apparently thought lit- of humanity.” Soon after that, in an essay of self-determination and brute vitality
tle of giving the record to a Catholic girl for The New Republic, the critic Lucy needed a physical, transmissible form,
who was, if anything, overfamiliar with Sante observed how unbearably hard and we agreed to believe that the cam-
talk of virgins and of being like at least Madonna was working—and for what? era only appeared to be feasting on her—
one of them. In regular living-room ses- Not to make good music, according to that she would emerge from each feat of
sions, I twirled and stretched before the Sante, or even for the money, but “to aesthetic derring-do intact and primed
hi-fi altar, arching toward God knew conquer the unconscious, to become in- for the next. That we feared for her, and
what, flashing on how doing my best delible . . . a mutable being, a container for the terms of our fascination, was in-
Madonna might resemble discovering a for a multiplicity of images.” The thought scribed into that bargain’s back pages. A
radical style of my own, the curious fis- of this talentless “dynamo of hard work reckoning for another day.
sion of moving in time. and ferocious ambition” making “yet an-
That year, I delivered the “Madonna:
Why She’s Hot” issue of Time to my
father with the same air of triumph that
other attempt to expand her horizons”
wearied Sante, as did Madonna’s fan
base, those “consumers,” mostly teen-
Ibriel,fLife”
not a reckoning, “Madonna: A Rebel
(Little, Brown), by Mary Ga-
suggests something comprehen-
swirled about him an hour later, as he age girls, “who may not think she’s a sive: it is eight hundred and eighty pages,
quoted its comparison of her voice to genius but admire her as a workhorse and is being published in rough con-
“Minnie Mouse on helium,” a line he and career strategist.” junction with its subject’s sixty-fifth
liked so much that he repeated it for Indeed, we were aware of being las- birthday, this past summer. Gabriel, the
decades. It was my own budding sensi- soed into the narratives surrounding Ma- author of four other nonfiction books,
bilities, I understood then, that would donna: the media fixation on how long most recently “Ninth Street Women:
require defending; Madonna could take this whole “mutable being” racket could Five Painters and the Movement That
care of herself. last (“Madonna cannot afford to sleep,” Changed Modern Art,” has brought her
By the end of the eighties, Madonna Sante warned); the debates over her scan- cultural historian’s eye to a project of ap-
was innovating the form she had in- dalous videos and queer-forward live parent reclamation. Light on author in-
vented: the female mainstream avant- shows, with their female-masturbation terviews and other new source material,
pop performance-artist superstar. In vignettes and men in floppy bullet bras. the biography is a towering work of as-
1990, Pope John Paul II described her But, where the press took sidelong note semblage, a guided tour through the or-
Blond Ambition World Tour as “one of of each album’s and each video’s shrewd igins and the creative life of “the enigma
the most satanic shows in the history “reinvention,” we thrilled to Madonna’s called Madonna,” with a view to solid-
58 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
ifying her status as a leading artist of his lap, failing posterity as his daugh- buoyancy and bass-and-drum churn. She
her time. That there exists some doubt ter had failed him. didn’t write “Holiday,” an early dance hit,
about this forms a subtext of the book, Gabriel charts the ebb and flow of but its looping energy and exhortative
which, like any biography, proposes a various cultural tides in the late seven- lyrics are characteristic of her self-titled
fragile patchwork of contracts with the ties, when Madonna washed into Man- début, from 1983, which includes “Ev-
reader in the name of mastering its sub- hattan, a nineteen-year-old dance-school erybody,”“Burning Up,” and “Lucky Star,”
ject and fulfilling its brief. dropout with a ruling interest in the her first Top Five single—all of which
Gabriel, a former Reuters editor, or- business of being somebody. Punk had she wrote. In her vocal performance, Ma-
ganizes the chapters by dateline, taking ratified a new hierarchy, whereby with donna projects what the producer of
an almanac-like approach, the idea being, the right poses and “a strong physical “Holiday,” Jellybean Benitez, called “a
more or less, that a thorough record of presence,” as Patti Smith once said, “you kind of innocence.” That playful, almost
Madonna’s accomplishments will speak can get away with anything.” Disco, a teasing quality—a refusal to go too
for itself. The result succeeds on the mirror-ball fantasia born of Black, Latin, deep—would become a hallmark of the
strength of that record and on the fine- and L.G.B.T.Q. night life, mixed genres early Madonna banger, each one a lip-
toothed diligence with which Gabriel, in search of the most glamorous, dance- sticked invitation for listeners to take
who has claimed that she set out with able grooves; New Wave kept punk’s mischief and pleasure as seriously as she
no particular knowledge of or attach- D.I.Y. spirit and its reliance on irony did. It was an attitude shared by the “art
ment to Madonna, combs through it. but divested it of its sneer. And then kid” crowd that Madonna ran with then,
The tone is one of admiring dispassion, there was the dance music coming out which included Keith Haring and Jean-
the approach at times discreet to the of clubs like the Roxy and Danceteria, Michel Basquiat. Her affair with the
point of inertia. Readers hungry for orig- where Madonna spent her nights. With latter ended when Basquiat’s drug use
inal takes, fresh intel, or freewheeling rap and hip-hop ascendant, d.j.s like began to overtake his focus, exuberance,
analysis will remain so. Gabriel avoids Afrika Bambaataa wanted to create a and ability to find the joke, if not the joy,
risk and complication as fervently as sound that would merge uptown and in a world of pain and ugliness.
Madonna has sought them out, spin- downtown—“the black market and the In time, the right people bore witness
ning modest threads of historical, po- punk rock market,” Bambaataa said. to Madonna’s power to shift the axis of
litical, and cultural context that are never Gabriel credits his electro-funk track whichever room she entered. “I had never
less than perfectly apt and rarely any- “Planet Rock,” from 1982, with jump- seen a more physical human being in my
thing more. starting a more unified era in the city’s life,” Freddy DeMann, who worked with
In this telling, as in all others, Ma- dance underground. Michael Jackson before signing on as
donna Louise Ciccone’s bottomless Unsure of much beyond her self- Madonna’s manager, in 1983, said. Some
hunger for love and recognition derives assurance, Madonna convinced various of Madonna’s earliest collaborators in
from the early loss of her mother, who people of various things: that she could the visual translation of that magnetism
died of breast cancer in 1963, when Ma- be the drummer in a rock band; that she were women, including Mary Lambert,
donna was five. Trapped in Pontiac, could submit to the mach- who directed the video for
Michigan, in a chaotic, über-Catholic inations of a Euro-pop fac- “Like a Virgin,” in 1984, and
household choked by grief and teem- tory; that she could be a Susan Seidelman, the direc-
ing with children—after remarrying, rock goddess in the mold of tor of the feminist identity
Madonna’s disciplinarian father, Tony, Pat Benatar. The overseer of caper “Desperately Seeking
added two kids to the six he already this last venture, a manager Susan,” from 1985. With the
had—Madonna tried to find outlets armed with lacklustre demos, exception of “Susan,” which
for the fury building inside her. The quickly learned that bring- taps directly into the early
whiter, more well-to-do Rochester Hills, ing her client to record-label Madonna mystique, the
where the family moved, in 1969, in the meetings was a must. Ac- force of her persona is largely
wake of the riots in Detroit, proved easy cording to Gabriel, the se- absent in her film roles—
to loathe. Gabriel writes that Madonna, cret of selling Madonna was though she was charming
unable to fit in with her wealthier peers, Madonna herself. But none of it felt right: in a supporting role in “A League of
“called junior high the start of the an- by 1981, alienated from her own vision Their Own,” also directed by a woman.
griest period of her life.” It also marked not just of success but of creative en- In the wake of a miserable experience
the beginning of her performing ca- deavor, Madonna had turned back to the shooting Abel Ferrara’s “Dangerous
reer. At her school’s annual talent show, dance floor, where the right song could Game,” which was released in 1993, Ma-
in her last year, Madonna and a friend forge an almost tribal affinity between donna said that her time in Hollywood
performed an exultant hippie dance to people. “I think it’s in our nature . . . to kept bringing her “to the same conclu-
the Who’s “Baba O’Riley,” their bod- want to join together and move to a beat,” sion: that I have to be a director. I feel
ies painted with fluorescent pink and she has said. “I wanted to make music like I’m constantly being double-crossed.”
green hearts and flowers. Though she that I would want to dance to.” She went on to direct two movies, “Filth
was clothed in shorts and a T-shirt, the In the early eighties, making dance- and Wisdom” and “W.E.,” but neither
spectacle horrified Tony Ciccone, who able music, for Madonna, meant find- found much of an audience.
sat in the audience with his camera in ing the right combination of synth-driven The songs endure: a layered, sonic
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 59
eclecticism often powers a Madonna hit. lack in magnitude. Gabriel adds neces- Old press-tour quotes on this subject are
In “Like a Prayer,” her mini revival meet- sary context and dimension to Madon- as illuminating as you might expect.
ing for the faithless, from 1989, gospel- na’s role in raising awareness of the AIDS Stunned but not chastened by the
choir harmonies and a church organ lay epidemic, and to her choice to foreground media bonfire sparked by her “Sex” book,
a hushed foundation for Madonna’s plan- a diverse and vibrant array of gay men— Madonna gravitated back to the dance
gent vocals; the incantatory chorus shifts notably in the music video for “Vogue” floor, which, in 1994, meant dabbling in
tempo into a silvery guitar riff, an ur- (1990) and in “Madonna: Truth or Dare” rave culture’s less sweaty, more ethereal
gent drum beat, and some absurdly funky (1991), a backstage chronicle of her Blond side. Her album “Bedtime Stories” yielded
bass; and the bridge rises alongside a Ambition tour—at a moment when even the sublime “Human Nature,” a taunt
steady build of Afro-Cuban percussion the tolerant public associated gayness addressed to her schoolmarm haters. The
before the song spills open and down with a gruesome plague. birth of her first child, Lourdes, in the
its own aisles, the chorus reprising as Somewhat perversely, Gabriel has fall of 1996, and a starring role in “Evita,”
the song fades out. Though her stron- Norman Mailer pose one of this story’s released that December, for which she
gest recordings stand alone, the Ma- key questions: To what end does Ma- won a Golden Globe, found Madonna
donna experience always existed in com- donna subvert, create, and persist as she on a restored, more respectable public
bination: music and movement, image does? Speaking with Mailer for an Es- footing. By 1997, when she recorded “Ray
and sound. Where one element is ab- quire profile, in 1994, Madonna claimed of Light,” an album she described as
sent, the whole project tends to falter. that her revolution was “in the name of “drug music without drugs,” she was ready
“Sex,” Madonna’s experiment in cof- human beings relating to human be- to reëmerge, at nearly forty: a yoga-lov-
fee-table-book erotica, from 1992, suf- ings.” Indeed, though often diminished ing, Kabbalah-devotee mom with new
fers for ignoring this principle. I gave a as a fame-monger and a raging individ- thoughts on the ego (it’s bad) but the
copy to a fellow-Madonnaphile on her ualist, Madonna, in Gabriel’s view, pur- same excellent nose for what’s next. Her
birthday, a furtive transaction conducted sues an autonomy that is always rela- work with the British producer William
in the parking lot of our Catholic high tional, that f inds its highest, most Orbit, particularly on the new album’s
school, but didn’t buy one for myself. No generative expression in convergence. dazzling title song, proved revelatory, ev-
amount of nudity or artfully deployed Her greatest loyalties are the most pri- idence of a talent more supple and abid-
nipple clamps, I felt, could transcend the mal: Christopher Ciccone emerges as ing than her doubters had acknowledged.
book’s constraints; her phenomenon had the book’s shadow hero, constant and In the past quarter century, Madonna
limits, and they would not budge. long-suffering in his sister’s torrential has toured and recorded steadily, set-
wake. Gabriel interviewed Christopher, ting records into her fifties and rede-
ebellion and submission can bear a who was valued by Madonna for his ex- fining the scope of a female pop star’s
R strange resemblance; in this cross-
fade, outsider artists who court the main-
acting taste and style, and she also draws
liberally from his 2008 memoir, “Life
career. Gabriel’s chapters on this period
are clotted with reporterly descriptions
stream often get lost. From the start, with My Sister Madonna.” For the first of Madonna’s videos and road-show
Madonna has filed claims of misunder- twenty years of her performing life, spectaculars, all of which, with the ex-
standing, frustrated by the wider pub- Christopher played a multipurpose role, ception of the Madame X Tour, are avail-
lic’s inability to grasp either the winking decorating her homes and eventually di- able to view on YouTube. The Internet
ironies of “Material Girl” or the dead recting her Girlie Show World Tour, in is the vast, unruly sea on which the lat-
earnestness of her video for “Like a 1993. Though the bond frayed in time, ter half of this story is tossed, yet Ga-
Prayer,” a memorable but incoherent vi- its nature and longevity are characteris- briel describes it as one might a series
sual stew of racism, cleavage, and stig- tic of an artist who throughout her ca- of guideposts viewed from a passing
mata. In a 2015 interview, Howard Stern reer has sought in acts of creative col- ship deck. She notes Madonna’s deci-
described one of her recent songs, “Holy laboration a more controlled version of sion, in 2007, to forgo a new record-la-
Water,” as being “about your vagina. You the family she was desperate to escape. bel contract in favor of a hundred-and-
reference your vagina.” Madonna de- Madonna’s personal life—including twenty-million-dollar deal with the
murred: “Well, I say ‘pussy.’ But it’s a joke. her two marriages, to the actor Sean Penn, multi-platform entertainment conglom-
It’s tongue in cheek.” “Well, listen, pussy in the eighties, and the director Guy erate Live Nation; the online leaks of
is pussy,” Stern replied. “That’s it.” Ritchie, in the two-thousands—figures unfinished tracks from her album “Rebel
And that is it: the problem of nu- into Gabriel’s account largely insofar as Heart,” in 2015; and the replacement of
anced provocation, especially where fe- it affects her creative output. And though serious criticism with the apelike opin-
male sexuality is concerned, in a patri- Gabriel emphasizes the relationships that ionating of social-media discourse. Ga-
archal marketplace. Compared with a have helped midwife Madonna’s work, briel’s summary of the online response
contemporary like Sinéad O’Connor— she fails to make them intelligible: we to a 2019 Madonna performance: “I love
whom Madonna mocked after O’Con- get no sense of the artist’s grind, her hab- it. I hate it. She’s too old.”
nor’s famous indictment of the Catho- its and challenges as a songwriter, singer, In footage from rehearsals for her
lic Church, despite being vilified by the producer, dancer, or director; or of how Confessions Tour, in 2006, a French-
Church herself—Madonna’s rebellions her vision and her ear have prevailed, in speaking dancer tells Madonna that as
appear modest, even compromised. But a decades-long evolution, through count- an artist he is visual, he likes to see. “You
they may make up in effect what they less co-productions and genre dalliances. like to look at the art,” Madonna replies.
60 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
“I like to be the art.” She smiles. “Je suis
l’art.” The Internet and social-media
culture could be said to have out-Ma- BRIEFLY NOTED
donna-ed Madonna: that billions of peo-
ple now toil on various content paddies, The Wren, the Wren, by Anne Enright (Norton). Three char-
fuelling great economic engines with the acters from different generations of an Irish family, each of
art of self-retail, is not disconnected from whom possesses a remarkably different voice, are braided to-
the golden age of pop celebrity that pre- gether in this lyrical novel. Nell, a young writer, speaks first,
ceded it, or from the intricate bargains her attention flicking between digital flotsam and a consum-
struck by that age’s brightest female star, ing, ambiguous relationship. Her protective mother, Carmel,
who today competes for engagement who also had troubled relationships with men, is portrayed in
alongside fans and detractors alike. Ma- the third person. The legacy of Carmel’s father, Phil, a “not
donna’s ongoing commitment to mak- terribly famous” poet who abandoned his family when his wife
ing new things and making things new— became ill, looms over them both. A brief glimpse of his per-
and her organic way of going about spective as a child shows us an earlier Ireland—one of hard-
it—now appears almost antiquated. The ship and natural beauty. Scattered with snatches of Phil’s verse,
tension between her artistry and her sta- and keenly attuned to sensory detail, Enright’s narrative of
tus as an O.G. personality merchant only complex family ties brims with life.
grows—for us, it seems, and for her. Ma-
donna is hardly the first public figure, The Glint of Light, by Clarence Major (At Bay Press). This nat-
or older woman, to undergo plastic sur- uralistic novel follows a Black environmental scientist who re-
gery, but her most recent transforma- turns home to Chicago from California for his mother’s funeral
tion surprises for the way it has made and, while there, revives a romance with his white high-school
her look not simply unlike herself but girlfriend. The story is shaped by several cataclysmic events,
trapped, unfree. which suit the novel’s backdrop, in which the Presidency of
On the upside, the best of Madonna Barack Obama—the pride of the scientist’s late mother—cor-
is just a few clicks away. The clips tell responds with a rise in white nationalism. Though the climate
their own tale, one that proposes, across crisis and racially charged incidents routinely oblige the scientist
four decades of feminist backlash, cap- to acknowledge his vulnerability, he is inclined to attribute
italist fervor, and techno-media glut, a an impartial agency to death: “Class didn’t matter, age didn’t
politics of physicality, display, defiance, matter; it came at you with an absolute and indifferent force.”
and pleasure. Madonna’s explicit forays
into political statement (chief among Live to See the Day, by Nikhil Goyal (Metropolitan). At the
them the album “American Life,” from outset of this sweeping work of reportage about life in the
2003) have an awkward, redundant qual- low-income neighborhood of Kensington, in Philadelphia, a
ity, like covering a block of Cheddar twelve-year-old boy and his friends are huddled around a trash
with spray cheese and calling it an im- can at school, marvelling at a sheet of paper they have set on
provement. Her true authority is innate, fire. This childish stunt leads to the boy’s arrest, jump-starting
rooted in what those early fortune-mak- an adolescence and young adulthood marked by incarceration,
ers could see from across the room: a teen parenthood, and financial precarity. As Goyal follows the
woman’s determination, above all, to be boy, along with two others, through the next decade, he depicts
free. As she has navigated certain me- in granular detail the suffocating effects of poverty in a “hyper-
ta-aspects of that liberty—what it means segregated metropolis,” where “eighteenth-birthday celebra-
to succeed, to choose well, to live out tions are not rites of passage but miracles.”
one’s values—Madonna’s confusion has
often resembled our own. What stands A Flat Place, by Noreen Masud (Melville House). In this mem-
apart has something to do with her life- oir, a Pakistani British literary scholar reflects on her complex
long equation of freedom with move- post-traumatic stress disorder—arising from an abusive child-
ment and strength, and the mettle with hood in Lahore—while visiting flatlands across the U.K., such
which she has pursued all three. More as the fens of eastern England and man-made wastelands on
than her talent or her cunning, Madon- the coast of Suffolk. Much like these landscapes, complex
na’s success reflects a public’s ambiva- P.T.S.D., which results from prolonged, repeated trauma,
lence about those freedoms we cherish, doesn’t “offer a significant landmark” to focus on. Where hills
even as they frighten, bewilder, and en- and valleys are more commonly evoked as metaphors of strug-
thrall us. Her story is that of an artist gle and overcoming, Masud sees the vast, stark flatlands as
committed to remaking certain old ide- “the place of grief, but also the place of the real.” Between
als: beauty, sovereignty, connection, grit. vivid descriptions of their geographical features, Masud con-
It also tells of how starved we were, and fronts her childhood memories, her relationships with oth-
still are, for their pure embodiment. ers, and the post-colonial histories of both of her homelands.
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 61
house of Bankman-Fried. After Zhao,
BOOKS the head of the crypto exchange Binance,
tweeted his readiness to dump his financial
stake in FTX, customers rushed to with-
CRYPTOBALL draw whatever remained of their funds.
In about a week, Bankman-Fried was
Michael Lewis’s big contrarian bet on Sam Bankman-Fried. forced to declare bankruptcy. A month
later, he was extradited from the Bahamas,
BY GIDEON LEWIS-KRAUS where he was indicted on multiple counts
of fraud. He has consistently maintained
that the whole thing was more or less an
accounting mishap, and has pleaded not
guilty. During his trial, Bankman-Fried’s
lawyer told the court, “It’s not a crime to
run a business in good faith that ends up
going through a storm.” If convicted, he
could face more than a century in prison.
Until the collapse of the Bankman-
Fried empire, he seemed like an arche-
typal character for Lewis—the good kind
of barbarian at the gate. Then all of a
sudden he appeared less of a Jim Clark,
the founder of Netscape and an early fig-
ure in the Lewis pantheon, and more of
a Michael Milken, who made a dubious
fortune on junk bonds. Lewis, however,
has never seemed particularly invested in
villains, and, over the past eleven months
Lewis seems defiantly open to evidence that Bankman-Fried is innocent. or so, speculation about his new book,
“Going Infinite,” has become a parlor
lmost immediately after the crypto- prop up his flailing crypto-trading firm, game among journalists. The represen-
A currency exchange FTX imploded
last November, an agent e-mailed Holly-
Alameda Research. Furthermore, he had
funnelled, or attempted to funnel, his illicit
tative Lewis subject—Billy Beane in
“Moneyball,” Michael Burry in “The Big
wood buyers to reveal that the writer Mi- gains into all sorts of nonsense: naming Short”—is a winning contrarian, some-
chael Lewis just happened to have spent rights to stadiums, Bahamian luxury real one with the brilliance and confidence to
the previous six months hanging around estate, a Pacific island where his confed- see something no one else could, and to
Sam Bankman-Fried. Lewis, the agent erates might ride out one minor apoca- wager on it. This might have seemed an
noted, “hadn’t written anything yet,” but lypse or another. apt description of Bankman-Fried when
the recent developments had provided “a Bankman-Fried, the son of two Stan- Lewis began following him, in the spring
dramatic surprise ending to the story.” No- ford Law School professors, seemed to of 2022; in Zeke Faux’s new book about
body would have argued that point. But have walked out of a cave one day and the crypto frolic, “Number Go Up,” he
Lewis didn’t appear to regard this un- become one of the richest people in the witnesses Lewis interview Bankman-Fried
expected climax the way everyone else world: according to Forbes, which at one at a conference in the Bahamas, where
did. According to the agent, the writer point conservatively estimated his fortune “the author’s questions were so fawning
had likened Bankman-Fried’s archrival, at about twenty-six billion dollars, he was they seemed inappropriate for a journal-
Changpeng Zhao—who had helped set in second only to Mark Zuckerberg in the ist.” The consensus, six months later, was
motion the bank run that brought FTX speed of his wealth accumulation. His that Bankman-Fried was less of an un-
down—to “the Darth Vader of crypto” overnight fame was due in part to the kempt prophet than an oafish charlatan.
and Bankman-Fried to Luke Skywalker. candor and alacrity with which he con- Was Lewis prepared to pivot from an ad-
This might not have been a particularly ceded that crypto was mostly a scam; as miring account to a skeptical one? Was
weird thing to say a month earlier. But an advocate for clear government regu- he interested in telling this kind of story,
it was a very weird thing to say at a mo- lations, he positioned himself as an un- or even capable of it?
HIROKO MASUIKE / NYT / REDUX
ment when Bankman-Fried’s alleged mis- likely grownup in the industry. And it In the run-up to the book’s publica-
deeds had made him not simply the “main was due in part to his charitable dona- tion, which was set to coincide with the
character” on Twitter but in much of the tions—as an effective altruist, he planned first day of Bankman-Fried’s trial, it
actual world. Bankman-Fried stood ac- to give all his money away. In November started to look as though Lewis had not
cused of having defrauded his exchange’s of last year, the trade publication Coin- pivoted at all. On Sunday night, when
customers of something like eight billion Desk published a leaked balance sheet Lewis appeared on “60 Minutes” to dis-
dollars, which he had apparently used to that indicated all was not well inside the cuss the book, he came out as willing to
62 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
entertain the possibility that Bankman- age of eighteen—and who remains a petually bored, he requires constant en-
Fried had genuinely just lost track of the child. Bankman-Fried is bored by a cer- tertainment—most often in the form of
customer money—that, although he was tain kind of adult stupidity; he has no complex games, like “Magic: The Gath-
obviously guilty of egregious misman- patience for academia, which he describes ering,” in which the players are routinely
agement, it was not clear to Lewis that as “one long canned talk, created mainly wrong-footed by shifting rules. He makes
he had knowingly committed fraud. Coin- for narrow career purposes.” He is scorn- commitments not out of any sense of
Desk wrote an editorial called “Is Mi- ful of what he sees as inherited truisms: emotional conviction but on the basis of
chael Lewis Throwing Out His Reputa- Shakespeare, it seemed to him by high mathematics and logic: his veganism, for
tion to Defend Sam Bankman-Fried?,” school, “relies on, simultaneously, one- example, has nothing to do with an affec-
arguing that the interview “all but solid- dimensional and unrealistic characters, tion for animals, about which he couldn’t
ified the idea that ‘Going Infinite’ (Lewis’ illogical plots and obvious endings.” Peo- care less, but with a detached ability to
21st book), will be a hagiography of Sam ple who believed otherwise just weren’t compute the sum of their suffering. His
Bankman-Fried.” The book is not, as it thinking logically—which, for Bankman- acceptance of effective altruism, a move-
turns out, a hagiography. Bankman-Fried Fried, meant focussing on the underly- ment devoted to the rational improvement
is not portrayed as a hero. But he isn’t ing statistics. As he asked in a blog post of our lives, as an “intellectually coherent
portrayed as an antihero, either.The book’s as a college sophomore, “What are the sense of purpose” is similarly bloodless.
tone is one of tender beguilement, with odds that the greatest writer would have He feels permanently misunderstood but
the occasional flash of remonstrance; been born in 1564?” Even once he is no lacks most if not all the things the rest of
Lewis isn’t sympathetic, exactly, but he is longer technically a child, he still acts like us might call desires.
defiantly open to evidence of Bankman- one. Lewis often seems conflicted about He does, however, like to win. It’s not
Fried’s innocence. Bankman-Fried does Bankman-Fried’s disregard for the stat- until the end of his time at M.I.T., where
come off as a recognizable contrarian. But utes of manhood. On the one hand, why he half-heartedly studied physics and
perhaps the most relevant contrarian sub- should Bankman-Fried wear anything served as the “Commander” of his nerd
ject in this magnificently ambiguous book other than rumpled cargo shorts to fancy frat, that he at last comes to ascertain
is Lewis himself. Lewis likes to write Hollywood parties? On the other hand, what makes him special. In an interview
about figures who survey the informa- people who testify before Congress should for a job at Jane Street, a trading firm,
tional landscape, weigh the probabilities, bother to tie their shoes. he’s put through a day of slantwise games.
and, under conditions of uncertainty, take When it comes to the kind of adult- What he discovers, in Lewis’s telling, is
expensive gambles—which is exactly what hood Lewis respects, Bankman-Fried ac- that he’s preternaturally well suited to
Lewis himself has done. quits himself poorly. Lewis is committed pressurized environments where high-
to professional standards, and emphasizes stakes decisions must be made in haste
ewis’s affections have never been lim- that Bankman-Fried seems exceptionally and with limited or occluded informa-
L ited to iconoclasts. He also puts a
premium on the category of “people who
bad at the aspects of his job that involve
scruples or responsibility. As an aspiring
tion. He also learns that an adversary who
proposes a bet is providing you with in-
do their job well”—as in “The Fifth Risk,” corporate mogul in his late twenties, he formation encoded in the bet itself. When
the best of his recent books, about the steadfastly refuses anything like orderly one interviewer asks him what the odds
uncredited foot soldiers of the civil ser- supervision—no org chart, no compli- are that the interviewer himself has a rel-
vice—and the category of “children.” Some ance, no human resources, no oversight ative who plays professional baseball,
of his child subjects don’t behave like chil- at all. Lewis’s best-selling début, “Liar’s Bankman-Fried does the relevant math—
dren: in a famous piece from the early Poker,” introduced him as something of how many professional baseball players
dot-com era, he profiled a teen-ager who a Pharisee—the antics of eighties bond exist, how many relatives most people
became one of the most sought-after ad- traders struck him as vulgar. But that life tend to have—and figures that the an-
visers on a forum for legal consultations. had its crude satisfactions as well, and swer is about one in one thousand. But
He wrote a sentimental book about fa- one way to read the arc of his career is to then he stops himself—was the question
therhood. Sometimes the children he’s suggest that Lewis has spent the past two chosen at random, or was it chosen be-
written about are children only in a met- decades wondering whether success cause the interviewer had some personal
aphorical sense: a running thread of “The should be measured by principle or by connection to it? Bankman-Fried dra-
Big Short” is that the financial crisis hap- consequence. Michael Burry made a lot matically increases his proposed odds. He
pened because there weren’t enough adults of money by betting on an outcome that gets a job, and thrives as a trader.
in the room. What he admires in a child would cause a lot of human misery, but Bankman-Fried’s greatest talent, Lewis
is a useful kind of naïveté, which allows he was also right about subprime mort- believes, is his ability to appraise the ex-
them to see through an adult world of gages. Lewis is, in other words, a moral- pected value of a bet on the basis of a
pretense and convention. ist who has dedicated his career to an ex- roughly grasped probability distribution.
Bankman-Fried is, in Lewis’s account, ploration of pragmatism. This isn’t just about money—although
someone who both never had a real child- The first part of “Going Infinite” is Bankman-Fried goes on to make an un-
hood to speak of—his parents began to dedicated to an examination of what godly amount of it in a very short time.
talk to him as an adult at the age of eight, Bankman-Fried is not. He doesn’t much He leaves Jane Street to found his own
and he is nearly incapable of producing care about people one way or the other, proprietary crypto trading firm, Alameda
any character witnesses from before the and he admits to feeling no emotion. Per- Research, with lavish (and, hypocritically,
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 63
usurious) funding from wealthy effective one. Someone got killed, no one knows clearly sensed that her intended audience
altruists. The firm makes big gains on who did it. You now think there’s like a was likely to be playing a video game as
complex arbitrage trades, but at one point one percent chance Bob did it. How do he half listened.” Apparently unable to
it’s also losing half a million dollars a day. you see Bob now? What is Bob to you?” deal with this memo, Bankman-Fried de-
Within a few months, Alameda falls apart, As Lewis glosses the thought experiment, cides not to return from a trip to Hong
and half of the senior staff leaves. A hazy “One answer was that you should never Kong, and abruptly moves the whole op-
picture of what became known as “the go near Bob again. There might be a 99 eration there. The financial atmosphere
schism” has circulated in the effective- percent chance that Bob is the saint you there seemed to suit Bankman-Fried’s af-
altruist community since then, but Lewis always thought him to be, but if you’re finity for total instability; Lewis compares
for the first time provides a detailed ver- wrong, you’re dead. Treating Bob’s char- it to “a chessboard with a voice embed-
sion of the story: with only a shoddy sys- acter as a matter of probability felt prob- ded in it to shout rule changes in the mid-
tem to track the firm’s assets, about four lematic. Bob was either a cold-blooded dle of every game.” A few years later, when
million dollars of cryptocurrency went killer or he wasn’t. Whatever probability Ellison tries her hand at another memo,
missing. Bankman-Fried didn’t worry too you assigned before you found out the practically begging that he acknowledge
much about it, but his colleagues did; truth about Bob would appear, after the their relationship, he gets a one-way ticket
some of them thought that he’d perhaps fact, unfair and absurd.” But where Lewis, to the Bahamas. (“Sam wanted to do what-
stolen it, and they told other members of like most people, reaches by instinct to ever at any given moment offered the
the community that Bankman-Fried was make some judgment, Bankman-Fried highest expected value, and his estimate
ethically bankrupt. If he could blithely is content to keep Bob’s entire probabil- of her expected value seemed to peak right
lose track of four million dollars—money ity distribution in his head. “There is no before they had sex and plummet imme-
that was in theory earmarked to save thou- way to deal with Bob right now that is diately after.”)
sands of lives—how could he possibly po- just,” Bankman-Fried says. It’s not entirely He spends huge amounts of money on
sition himself as a movement steward? clear what this means—would Bankman- unbelievably stupid things, like a fifteen-
Lewis writes, “At least some of his fellow Fried hang out with Bob or not?—but million-dollar endorsement deal with a
effective altruists aimed to bankrupt Sam, Bankman-Fried seems to be endorsing third-tier Shark Tank influencer that re-
almost as a service to humanity, so that a wait-and-see approach. He extends the quired virtually nothing in return aside
he might never be allowed to trade again.” analogy to the missing funds: “We’d ei- from a few autographs. Some of Bankman-
Lewis writes, of this internecine struggle, ther get it back or not.” The money, for Fried’s political donations seem not only
that you might have reasonably assumed its part, ultimately showed up, trapped in corrupt but dopey. He wants to pay Don-
that the putative owner of money slated the netherworld of a Korean cryptocur- ald Trump to not run for reëlection, and
for donations wouldn’t matter: “You would rency exchange. There’s no question that that’s one of his better ideas. The cam-
be wrong: in their financial dealings with Alameda would have been better served paign allegedly requested five billion
each other, the effective altruists were by a more conventional, or even any, ap- dollars, a little steep for even Bankman-
more ruthless than Russian oligarchs.” proach to accounting. Bankman-Fried, Fried. (When contacted by The New Yorker
Many people, myself included, felt that however, was right that the missing funds about this claim, a spokesperson for the
even the sketchy lineaments of this story were probably going to show up sooner Trump campaign responded, “Isn’t Sam
should have forced the E.A. movement or later. The post-schism company, Lewis Bankman-Fried a liar who has been outed
to reckon with Bankman-Fried’s slipperi- writes, was “no longer a random assort- as a fraudster and someone that can’t be
ness sooner. And Bankman-Fried, in his ment of effective altruists. They were a trusted? Sounds like Sam Bankman-Fried
relationships with his erstwhile colleagues, small team who had endured an alarm- is back to his conning ways and trying
could be monstrous. In this as in basically ing drama and now trusted Sam. He’d to deceive people.”) Almost all the ways
all other instances, Lewis makes it clear been right all along!” Bankman-Fried spends money are inane,
that he acted like an asshole. especially for a purported effective altru-
Lewis spends considerable time on or what it’s worth, “Going Infinite” ist: he puts a quarter of a million dollars
this episode insofar as it prefigures, per-
haps needless to say, the much more con-
F is a stupefyingly pleasurable book to
read. It’s perfectly paced, extremely funny,
into a fourteen-inch, two-thousand-pound
tungsten cube for no reason. He lives in
sequential disappearance of significantly and fills in many gaps in a story that has a penthouse with a private beach where
more money a few years later. By way of been subjected to an unholy amount of he never sets foot. Bankman-Fried isn’t
analysis, Lewis describes a thought exper- reporting. In the first chapter, Bank- a true believer in anything, really, but he
iment that means a lot to Bankman-Fried. man-Fried stands up Anna Wintour at definitely wasn’t a true believer in crypto
He tells Lewis to imagine that he has a the Met Ball. Later, Caroline Ellison, or its apostles: after he meets Zhao, at a
close friend called Bob: “He’s great. You Bankman-Fried’s on-and-off girlfriend— conference, he observes, “CZ sort of just
love him. Bob is at a house party where one can’t really call her a “romantic in- says things. They aren’t dumb. They aren’t
someone gets murdered. No one knows terest,” given that Bankman-Fried by his smart.” Bankman-Fried seems interested
who the murderer is. There are twenty own account has no real concept of “ro- in crypto primarily because it’s a market of
people there. None are criminals. But Bob mance” or “interests”—sends him bul- dummies with hundred-dollar bills lying
is less likely in your mind than anyone else let-point memos about her hopes for a all over the ground. But, Lewis writes,
to have killed someone. But you can’t say real relationship; as Lewis puts it, “She “Sam shared an important trait with the
that there is zero chance Bob killed some- clearly wanted to be heard, and equally crypto religionists: a dissatisfaction with
64 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023
the world as he found it. He did not have writes, “The $8.8 billion that should not Lewis said, “I do hear it in the air—around
any particular hostility toward govern- have been inside Alameda Research was Walter Isaacson’s book [on Elon Musk]
ments or banks. He just thought grown- not exactly a rounding error. But it was, and probably around mine—this kind of
ups were pointless.”The main requirement possibly, not enough to worry about. As suspicion-slash-hostility towards the jour-
for his board members—the other two of Sam put it: ‘I didn’t ask, like, “How many nalist who really gets to know their sub-
whom he was unable to name—was that dollars do we have?” It felt to us that Al- ject, that it’s access journalism, or you got
“they don’t mind DocuSigning at three ameda had infinity dollars.’” too close or whatever.” But this was the
a.m. DocuSigning is the main job.”At The final chapters of the book are ded- cost, Lewis told the reporter, of “immersive
various points, Lewis describes Bankman- icated to an evaluation of Bankman-Fried’s reporting”—which he had always associ-
Fried’s relationship to pedestrian reality as story that stops just short of credulity. The ated with a “pure joy” he feared had de-
that of a Martian to earthlings. fact that FTX’s famous liq- serted him after his daughter
In any Michael Lewis book, the im- uidation engine, which al- Dixie died in a car accident in
mense satisfactions of narrative and de- lowed the exchange to close 2021. (The book is dedicated
tail are the table stakes. What differenti- out leveraged positions once to her.) I think that he’s un-
ates this one—which may one day be the trader ran out of collat- derselling his project, which is
regarded as either the pinnacle or the eral, did not apply to Ala- marked in this book by a will-
nadir of his career—is his personal expo- meda Research’s trades? It ingness not only to get close
sure in the reputational market. Pretty makes sense, Lewis writes, to a bewildering and often
much every sentient being aside from that the exchange’s primary unpleasant subject but to take
Bankman-Fried’s parents and his lawyers market maker had been al- something from him. What
is convinced that he is guilty of one of lowed, at least early on, to he began with “Moneyball”
the greatest financial frauds of all time. lose some money. The ob- has come into full flower with
As Lewis notes, the odds of an acquittal scure “fiat@” account with almost nine “Going Infinite.” Lewis has surveyed a
in federal court are about half of one per billion dollars of customer funds? Lewis landscape taken by convention as settled
cent. Three of his top lieutenants, two of finds it not wholly implausible that this and found it destabilized, at least here
whom fled the Bahamas in panic for the was, in fact, a gigantic accounting error and there, by uneven and unreliable in-
safety of their parents’ houses, have turned explained by FTX’s difficulties securing formation. As Lewis writes, of the after-
government’s witness. In a speech Elli- bank accounts. As Lewis concludes, “His math of the implosion, “All these people
son gave to the Hong Kong office in the story, implausible as it sounded, remained inside FTX suddenly wanted to seem to
wake of the bank run, she seemed to have irritatingly difficult to disprove.” And know less than they did, and all these peo-
admitted that Alameda had deliberately Lewis very gently insinuates that Ellison, ple outside FTX thought that they knew
siphoned customer funds from FTX. The in over her head, might have made some more than they actually did. On Twitter,
government has more than six million very bad decisions. Lewis’s trademark is in the blink of an eye, a rumor became a
pages of documents in evidence. an easygoing, wry serenity, but he reserves fact, the fact became a story, and the story
Lewis doesn’t fully give Bankman- an unusual contempt for John Ray, the became an explanation.” Lewis can’t bring
Fried the benefit of the doubt. He reports expert brought in to oversee the bank- himself to grasp at any easy certainty be-
two conversations that Bankman-Fried ruptcy, for a variety of purported foren- yond the fact that Bankman-Fried had no
took part in, at a despoiled Bahamas pent- sic errors. And he concludes the book business running a vast network of com-
house, that seem to support the charge with the suspicion that the mystery of the panies as if it were his private fiefdom,
of malfeasance. He implies that Bankman- missing funds might not be a mystery at even if the public narrative seems over-
Fried’s effective-altruist pledges were all—it seems possible, he writes, that the whelmingly warranted. He has accepted,
largely notional, a convenient vehicle for bankruptcy proceedings thus far have in as Bankman-Fried would put it, that we
his will to power. He does ignore some fact accounted for all of it. Bankman- aren’t merely the average of our behav-
of the most persuasive evidence—he Fried’s insistence that the whole thing ior but our own probability distributions.
leaves out, for example, the allegation, was a series of accounting and manage- He has assessed the expected values, and,
which Bankman-Fried denies, that he ment errors seems, to most people who like Bankman-Fried, has elected the op-
exploited a back door in the code that have been following this for the last year, tion of highest risk and highest reward.
allowed him and his confederates to move ridiculous on its face. But Lewis’s “Bayes- He’s taking a highly contrarian position
customer funds out of FTX—and in gen- ian prior,” a term Bankman-Fried and his on the margin, and he hasn’t done all that
eral seems to rely on the idea that, as an ilk use loosely to describe one’s best esti- much to hedge the trade. The trial will
author, he might skip lightly over a gov- mate of an event’s likelihood before fur- make him look like a fool or it will make
ernment case that ought to be largely fa- ther evidence emerges, is informed by the him look like a genius. But if there’s even
miliar to his readers. But he concludes fact that the four million dollars that in- a minimal chance that Bob committed not
that there is still an outside chance that spired “the schism” had been, in the end, murder but merely negligent homicide,
Bankman-Fried did not move customer simply misplaced. Lewis will not bring himself to write off
funds. Bankman-Fried’s version of the In a thoughtful Guardian profile that his friend. Perhaps Lewis’s book should
story is that other people, especially El- appeared on Tuesday, Lewis addressed encourage an update, however minus-
lison, messed up while he wasn’t paying the criticism that he’d become too in- cule, in our own priors. New information
attention. Of the missing funds, Lewis volved with his subject to price him fairly. is imminent. We will all wait and see.
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 65
olence and displacement resurface in the
BOOKS course of a medical student’s wander-
ings. In Cole’s essays, tranquil Vermeers
reveal traces of empire—silver from the
LONG EXPOSURE hellish mines of Bolivia, pearls from
Dutch-ruled Ceylon—and stormy Cara-
In Teju Cole’s new novel, a photographer trains his lens on art’s trespasses. vaggios prefigure the precarious jour-
neys of twenty-first-century migrants.
BY JULIAN LUCAS “Looking at paintings this way doesn’t
spoil them,” Cole insists. “On the con-
trary, it opens them up, and what used
to be mere surface becomes a portal.”
His great theme is the limits of vi-
sion, and the way that these limits, when
imaginatively confronted, can serve as
the basis for a kind of second sight.
“Among the human rights is the right
to remain obscure, unseen, and dark,” he
writes in “Black Paper” (2021), a recent
essay collection, which investigates sub-
jects such as colonialism’s weaponiza-
tion of the camera and the depiction of
nuclear disaster. In his own pictures, peo-
ple seldom appear directly, but their pres-
ence is everywhere implied. “Blind Spot”
(2017), an experimental photo book
chronicling his travels, gathers images
of hotel rooms, border fences, ships, and
cemeteries into an ethereal atlas. Cole
shuttles between sinister systems—forced
migration, the arms trade—and chance
moments when beauty, briefly, slips from
the shadows. “Darkness is not empty,”
he writes. “It is information at rest.”
“Tremor” (Random House), Cole’s
first novel in twelve years, also wrestles
with what falls beyond the frame—and
it begins, aptly enough, with a photo-
graph deferred. Tunde, a Nigerian art-
ist who teaches at Harvard, is out walk-
n the autumn of 2020, while stargaz- eighteenth-century cookbook, and why ing in Cambridge when he decides to
Isachusetts,
ing on his balcony in Cambridge, Mas-
Teju Cole was inspired to
“the later a photograph is in a given se-
quence, the heavier it is.” Somehow, from
set up his tripod in front of a blossom-
ing honeysuckle hedge. The first sen-
start taking photos of his kitchen counter. this kitchen sink of memoir, art history, tence finds him in mid-rapture: “The
He decided that the daily migrations of and observant boredom emerges a spec- leaves are glossy and dark and from the
his pots, pans, spoons, and graters par- tral portrait of the pandemic’s collective dying blooms rises a fragrance that might
alleled the revolutions of celestial bod- solitude, “this year of feeling buried in be jasmine.” But the spell is broken by
ies, and began to track them in a “counter the dark earth like bulbs.” an aggressive voice warning him away
history.” A year later, he published the Cole’s work makes an art—and a nec- from the property. It could be racism, or
results as “Golden Apple of the Sun” essary virtue—of close looking. Across at least the fortress mentality of Amer-
(2021), a book-length photo essay that his fiction, photography, and criticism, ican homeowners. Whatever the reason,
magnifies his solitary domestic experi- he combines forensic rigor with a flâ- Tunde packs up his tripod, and, with it,
ment until it seems to encompass the neur’s faith in style and sensibility, align- any expectation of innocent reverie. What
world. Cole writes about the hunger he ing aestheticism and ethical vigilance. follows, instead, is an elegant and un-
suffered as a boarding-school student in “Open City” (2011), his début novel, won settling prose still-life, which reflects on
Nigeria, Dutch Golden Age still-lifes, acclaim for its portrayal of post-9/11 art’s relationship to theft and violence,
slavery and the sugary recipes in an New York, whose buried histories of vi- to privacy and togetherness, and to the
way we mark time.
In “Tremors,” Cole aims to capture the world without recourse to portraiture. The novel spans the autumn just
66 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 PHOTOGRAPH BY DONAVON SMALLWOOD
before the pandemic. Tunde, interna- ers led via a walking rope reminds him photograph online, where the series at-
tionally recognized for his “portraits of “prisoners being transferred . . . a tracted enough interest that a newly
of unpeopled scenarios”—which, like forced march to the unending tune of founded Nigerian publisher, Cassava
Cole’s, are “suggestive of human pres- ‘The Wheels on the Bus.’” It’s tempt- Republic, persuaded him to publish it
ence, charged with human absence”—is ing to characterize the novel as what the as a novella, “Every Day Is for the Thief.”
selecting photographs for a new exhibi- critic Becca Rothfeld calls “sanctimony Cole’s narrator wanders through the
tion. We follow him to Bamako, for literature,” a mode of fiction designed streets of a city as varied and surprising
the photography biennial, and to Lagos, to showcase the author’s ethical aware- as a Bruegel tableau. Corruption is ev-
his home town, but mostly remain in ness. But there’s more going on than vir- erywhere, from the national museum,
Cambridge, where he teaches a weekly tue signalling. Tunde’s worries over var- where derelict exhibits airbrush the leg-
seminar and enjoys a cozy domestic life. ious moral problems—art restitution, acies of dictators, to lawless markets
Tunde is married to a woman named the portrayal of the dead, artificial in- where crowds film the lynching of sus-
Sadako, a Massachusetts native who telligence—converge on a dilemma that pected thieves. (Cole has described the
works in pharmaceuticals. Childless, they bedevils both him and his creator: Is novella as “a guidebook in the negative.”)
spend their free time buying antiques there a way to represent the world and But it isn’t crime that draws the young
and cooking for their circle of notewor- not “cannibalize the lives of others”? man’s attention. He seeks out the city’s
thy friends, which includes an astrono- “Tremor” begins to read like a renun- deeper rhythms on side streets and in
mer, a scholar working to revive spoken ciation of the soul-stealing that’s latent the faces of strangers, caught between
Wampanoag, and a Pulitzer finalist. Even in fiction and photography. “I fear the the aspiration to exploit its “wealth of
their toiletries are pedigreed: Tunde demands that portraits of people make,” stories” in writing and a discretion that
bathes with natural black soap made by Tunde confesses. “For portraiture not to restrains him. “I want to take the little
an artist for Documenta 14, and its swirl- be a theft I would have to be even more camera out of my pocket and capture
ing suds elicit visions of nebulae, along patient and intent than I am now.” Yet the scene,” he muses while watching cof-
with the “paradoxical thought of a black- the novel’s subtle shifts in perspective— fin-makers at work on a quiet lane. “But
ness that wicks filth away.” including a section that leaves Tunde I am afraid. Afraid that the carpenters,
Amid this tranquillity, inner troubles behind for the streets of Lagos—also rapt in their meditative task, will look
reverberate. Sadako abruptly leaves home strive to reconcile this humility with the up at me; afraid that I will bind to film
to stay with her sister. Tunde grieves a world beyond the “I.” Cole hints at his what is intended only for the memory.”
dead confidant, who is hauntingly ad- ambition through his protagonist’s rev- Most readers came to know Cole
dressed as “you.” Older agitations loom erence for the Micronesian navigator from “Open City” (2011), which turned
at a distance: the dissolution of a gay re- Pius Mau Piailug, who crossed from his talent for psychoanalyzing cities on
lationship in Tunde’s twenties, his pre- Hawaii to Tahiti without maps or in- a wounded Manhattan. Julius, its cul-
cipitous departure from Lagos at seven- struments, in 1976: tured and evasive Nigerian narrator, takes
teen. Cole, who grew up there, left at the refuge from stressful shifts as a fellow
same age; he also lends Tunde his celeb- He sailed alone . . . guided only by the in psychiatry at New York-Presbyterian
knowledge he carried in his head and by what
rity, his intellectual interests, his oph- nature presented of itself to him: the move- Hospital by wandering the streets. His
thalmological problems—papillophlebi- ments of the stars by night, the position of the mind is as restlessly crowded as his per-
tis, which causes temporary episodes of sun by day, the behavior of oceangoing birds, sonal life is desolate; estranged from his
blindness—and his university post. (Cole the color of the water and of the undersides mother, and recently separated from a
teaches creative writing at Harvard.) If of clouds, the taste of fish, the swelling of the girlfriend, he fills his free time with books,
waves. Who is to say the universe is hostile?
“Open City” was a bellwether of the last All this information gathered up by the alert classical music, and people-watching.
decade’s autofictional turn, “Tremor” oc- navigator and subtly interpreted made the The city that emerges from his peram-
casionally sounds like a defense of the ocean a friendly and readable book. bulations is haunted by its previous in-
now-beleaguered genre. “Firsthand ex- carnations: a Levantine neighborhood
perience is what matters,” Cole writes. ole moved into fiction “sideways” bulldozed to make way for the World
“It is by being grounded in what we know
and what we have experienced that we
C from art history. He was studying
early Netherlandish painting in a doc-
Trade Center, a Haitian shoeshine man
who speaks like a refugee from nineteenth-
can move out into greater complexities.” toral program at Columbia when he century wars. “What Lenape paths lay
At least half of the novel, which hews began his first book—almost by acci- buried beneath the rubble?” Julius won-
rather closely to its protagonist’s con- dent, during a trip to Lagos in 2005. Cole ders. “The site was a palimpsest, as was
sciousness, consists of ideas about how hadn’t been in the Nigerian metropolis all the city, written, erased, rewritten. . . .
to live, listen, think, and see well. Tunde since he left to study in the United States, Generations rushed through the eye of
never crosses Harvard Yard without re- in 1992. He was so struck by the city’s the needle, and I, one of the still legible
membering those enslaved by the uni- deeply familiar but swiftly changing face crowd, entered the subway.”
versity. His marital problems—“com- that he wrote daily vignettes about it for With its cool voice, slashing erudi-
placency,” “fear of abandonment”—are the next month, adopting the persona tion, and existentially vexed outlook,
unpacked in cruelty-free sessions of of a young man who, like him, had re- “Open City” quickly entered the con-
couples counselling. So keen is his con- turned to Nigeria after years in Amer- temporary canon of New York novels.
science that even the sight of preschool- ica. Cole paired each installment with a Critics favorably compared Julius, Cole’s
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 67
Afropolitan Gen X Hamlet, to the nar- ing memory of his late friend, and the of his trip to Lagos, Cole presents twenty-
rators of W. G. Sebald, and identified “paradoxical” emptiness of his forthcom- four vignettes of life in the city, one for
his opacity as a rejection of the self- ing exhibition on urban life. Are there each hour in the day. The ex-principal
revelation expected from immigrant nar- only two paths for photography—vam- of a private school recounts outwitting
ratives. More controversial was the nov- pirism and solipsism? Or can Tunde find a troublesome parent—her state’s mar-
el’s twist ending, which dramatically a way to make the lives of others man- tinet governor, Brigadier (Hitler) Okon.
undermined the idea that imaginative ifest in his portraits of “planks, tires, cul- A wealthy man lies in a casket during
sympathy is any proof of integrity. Ju- verts, basins, stones, ships, plants”? In the an annual party to rehearse his own fu-
lius is revealed to have likely raped a girl studio, he struggles to create a sequence neral; someone else tells of the exhuma-
in his youth; his lingering over violent of images greater than the sum of its tion of a long-dead relative for the con-
neighborhood histories and Mahler’s parts. “The slowness of the accretion it- struction of a new road. “I’m not a
late style is suddenly recast as an eva- self guarantees nothing,” he ref lects. doctor or therapist or priest, but I think
sion of his submerged conscience. The “Most of these photographs will fail.” people are consoled by the mere fact of
novel’s title, too, has a shadow side, al- His gambit is also Cole’s. “Tremor” being able to call a stranger in the night,”
luding to the wartime strategy of giv- is a work of autofiction with the ambi- a radio host who lets listeners vent on
ing enemy troops free access to a city tion of a systems novel, aspiring to il- the air reflects. “My show is a space for
in exchange for a promise to leave it lustrate the world’s interconnectedness softness in a city that doesn’t have too
intact. The flâneur, coolly assessing a without recourse to the fictional con- much of it.”
world that doesn’t look back, might be ventions of plot and psychological por- Here are the missing crowds of
the occupier’s twin. traiture. Instead, it moves like an essay, Tunde’s “depopulated” photographs; a
“Tremor” is even more haunted by interweaving slices of life with musings book about one solitude opens to encom-
the idea that the artist’s work is a kind on Malian guitar virtuosos, astronomi- pass many. In a parallel section, which
of trespass. Tunde recalls the fury of a cal phenomena, films by Ingmar Berg- pays homage to the allegorical style of
vender in Paris whose merchandise he man and Abbas Kiarostami. Cole’s mind Italo Calvino’s “Invisible Cities,” Cole de-
photographed without offering com- is so agile that it’s easy to follow him scribes “a city of doubles, a pluripoten-
pensation. A Maine shopkeeper sells anywhere. But—as with Olga To- tial city of echoing selves and settings,”
him a possibly “authentic” Malian ci karczuk’s “Flights” or László Krazna- whose choreography “would be amazing
wara figure—not made for the tourist horkai’s “Seiobo There Below”—there could it be seen in a single encompassing
trade, in other words—and he wonders is a method to the meandering. Cole moment.” His evocation of Lagos is all
why Western collectors of African art uses the resonance between fragments the more powerful for arriving as an in-
prefer “alienated” works, “so that only to imply a dimly apprehended totality, terruption of Tunde’s narrative—which
what has been extracted from its con- like a seismologist integrating measure- resumes in the first person, as if the cas-
text becomes real.” Later, at Boston’s ments from different sites to map an cade of anonymous voices had restored
Museum of Fine Arts, he delivers a stir- earthquake. his own. “Epiphany,” Cole said in a lec-
ring chapter-length lecture on plundered ture on the dense city writing of Joyce,
art—an homage to J. M. Coetzee’s “Eliz-
abeth Costello”—which decries the hy-
“ T remor” returns again and again to
motifs of doubling and coinci-
Woolf, Pamuk, and others, is “not only
revelation or insight, it is also the reas-
pocrisy of institutions that for too long dence—duets, twins, binary stars. A flute- sembly of the self through the senses.”
have “loved other people’s objects with playing soldier from a Bruegel painting Fiction takes the transparency of other
a death grip.” At home, he watches in- reappears in a contemporaneous Benin minds so much for granted that it can
terviews with Samuel Little, a prolific plaque: “In such mysterious ways do syn- obscure the rarity of true communion—
strangler who sketched his victims “with chronicities occur across vast distances,” which doesn’t always require explana-
an unnerving softness.”Those drawings Tunde observes, “as though one person’s tion, or even the exchange of words.
become the first item in a triptych about two hands were simultaneously drawing “Tremor,” with its vision of separateness
the perversions of portraiture, joined by two images from a single model.” Cole and synchronicity, is obliquely about the
forensic photos of unidentified corpses suggests that being sensitive to such in- pandemic, much in the way that “Open
and A.I.-generated images of unreal in- visible intimacies is a form of solidarity City” revolved around 9/11. In January,
dividuals: “the remembered dead, the that doesn’t require interpersonal con- 2020, Tunde and Sadako throw a dinner
remembered undead, the imaginary nection. In “Golden Apple of the Sun,” party that reads like a still-life—a tab-
never-liveds.” he quotes the poet and cultural theorist leau of abundance shadowed by the losses
We begin to understand why there Édouard Glissant, who believed that re- to come. “The pleasure of having the
aren’t people in Tunde’s pictures, or fully spect for opacity was the foundation of house full of people is exceeded perhaps
realized characters in “Tremor” besides ethics: “Although you are alone in this only by the pleasure of seeing the last
him. Yet his wariness about representa- suffering you share in the unknown with few leave,”Tunde muses. It’s once they’re
tion is countered by an equally strong those you have yet to know.” gone that he remembers to return to the
desire for connection—a yearning, in his The climax of “Tremor” arrives fol- hedge, where—in the frost and the si-
words, “to be integral and to be peopled lowing a moment when Tunde briefly lence, no blossoms to be seen—he takes
in balance.” Tunde broods over his dis- loses sight in one eye during his museum a photograph that is now much heavier
tance from Sadako, the inexorably fad- lecture. Soon after, in lieu of an account than the one we imagined before.
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THE THEATRE either side. Her future—at least as far as
she can perceive it—depends on the mar-
riage between her mother and Steven,
MELTING POT but some small, nagging thought tells
her she can’t trust that it’s all going to
Jocelyn Bioh’s comedy “Jaja’s African Hair Braiding.” work out. Jaja wants Marie to be a doctor,
or, as a backup, an engineer. But—like
BY VINSON CUNNINGHAM so many young people in so many plays—
Marie wants to be a writer. She writes
short stories in notebooks, and shares
them with Miriam (Brittany Adebu-
mola), a braider from Sierra Leone.
“Jaja’s African Hair Braiding”—on
Broadway at the Samuel J. Friedman,
produced by Manhattan Theatre Club,
and directed with velocity and ease by
the very talented Whitney White—
skips through the hours at Jaja’s salon.
At one point, Bea—the shop’s most in-
sistent gossip, with the most unpredict-
able attitude—is venting her anger at a
younger braider, Ndidi (Maechi Aha-
ranwa), who she suspects is intention-
ally stealing her customers:
BEA: You must really have a death wish,
eh? How many of my customers are you going
to steal?!
NDIDI: What are you talking about?
BEA: Everyone in here knows that Michelle
has been coming to me for YEARS!
NDIDI: And I’m supposed to know that
how?
who you are. Everything you need is all this time, the gang’s ties to one an-
here in the millenniums of certainty other are still montage-level deep.
living in your mirror.” Then Maxi- Apart from reminiscing about Dan-
mus—the Daniel of their group, an iel, I can’t say I know what they would
orphan who’s visited for the first time talk about in the quiet moments that
that night by either extraterrestrial make up life.
kin or schizophrenic hallucinations—
complicates this assertion of cosmic
Toward the end of the show, we
see what “Reservation Dogs” can ac-
WHAT’S THE
cohesion by slipping out of his friends’ complish when it decenters the teens BIG IDEA?
grasp. When Bear encounters a griz- from their own story. In a superb ep- Small space has big rewards.
zled Maximus (Graham Greene) by isode titled “Wahoo!,” Bear’s mom,
chance, decades later, the older man’s Rita (Sarah Podemski), receives a visit
exile from Okern functions as a cau- from her deceased friend Cookie, just
tionary tale. as the soon-to-be empty-nester is
contemplating the possibilities that
arjo’s intense, even anxious focus might open up once she no longer
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comings. The writing has become more concludes with a moving ceremony
didactic, and, by continuing to zoom that lets the spirit know that she no
out further and further, “Reservation longer has to keep such close tabs on
Dogs” cedes some of its more visceral her daughter; the aunties vow to do
pleasures: namely, hang time with the so in her stead, allowing Cookie to
gang. Their low-key jaunts about rest in peace.
town—to their catfish joint, the health But the final season also features
center, or the homes of various elders— underdeveloped story lines and char-
give way to sometimes meandering one- acters who suffer for Harjo’s preoc-
on-one scenes that lend several epi- cupation with the big picture. The
sodes the musty air of a chamber play. deliberate obfuscation of the conflict
The f inale sends Bear, Elora, between the estranged cousins Max-
Cheese, and Willie Jack into adult- imus and Fixico, for example, makes
hood with a newfound appreciation their long-awaited reunion less poi-
for their cultural inheritance, bring- gnant than expected. The revelation
ing a sense of closure to a series that of Deer Lady’s childhood in an In-
many have argued is departing too dian boarding school feels thinly
soon. But where the idiosyncrasies of sketched, as does Elora’s encounter
life in Okern have been rendered in with her white father (Ethan Hawke),
loving detail, the teens themselves re- a man she’d assumed died years ago.
main archetypes, and not wholly per- “I didn’t want to take you away from
suasive ones—partly because of how all that. . . . From your family, from
divorced they are from the rest of their your people,” he tells her, explaining
cohort. (The core group only inter- why he had stayed away when she was
acts with other kids after literally being younger. He knows her world well
ambushed by them.) The Rez Dogs enough—he invokes her grandmother,
seem to pay little heed to conventional her basketball coach, even the Okern
milestones like birthdays, dances, or epithet “shitass.” But he realizes, pain-
graduation—their most meaningful fully, that he knows precious little
social gatherings are the funerals of about her. Even after three years in
elders. And though we know that Bear Elora’s company, some viewers might
and Elora are the children of teen feel the same.
THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 73
forth, but she hears the cry. How come?
THE CURRENT CINEMA We have yet to reach the opening
credits, and Triet has got us where she
wants us. This is not a sleuthing movie;
THIN ICE there are cops, but they mill around the
fringes of the plot, and there’s no Poirot
“Anatomy of a Fall.” to slalom in from a nearby valley, brush
the snow from his mustache, and ad-
BY ANTHONY LANE dress the case. Instead, we become the
detectives—reading every rune, prob-
he first question that is asked sight of Samuel, he’s dead—sprawled ing for holes, and testing the evidence
T in “Anatomy of a Fall,” a new
1lm from the French director Justine
in the snow beside the chalet, with a
deep cranial wound and a trail of blood.
as if we were treading on ice. “I have to
understand,” Daniel says, and his com-
Triet, is a simple one: “What do you So, did he tumble over a balcony or pulsion is infectious. What demands
want to know?” The line, which could was he shoved? Did he hit his head clarification is not only the crime, if
stand as a motto for the whole movie, on the edge of the shed below, or had crime it was, but the state of his par-
is spoken by a writer, Sandra Voyter the blow already been struck? Did ents’ marriage, which has been cracking
(Sandra Hüller), in a chalet in the he perish by his own hand, or at San- and melting for some time. According
Alps. She is being interviewed by a dra’s? Is 50 Cent a suspect? The puzzles to Sandra, it was based on “intellectual
stimulation.” So much for love.
There is almost no aspect of this tale
that doesn’t feel slippery to the touch.
Sandra is German but came to live here
in France, where Samuel grew up, and
is clearly unsettled on what she calls
his turf. Speaking largely in English,
the language in which—as a compro-
mise, or in search of common ground—
they raised Daniel, she is a mother with
no use for her mother tongue. She ad-
mits to sleeping with other people while
she was married, and now, to add to
the tangle, she acquires the services of
a louche lawyer, Vincent Renzi (Swann
Arlaud), with whom she was once in-
volved. He’s badly needed, too, because
Sandra is charged with Samuel’s mur-
der. “I did not kill him!” she exclaims
Justine Triet’s film stars Sandra Hüller, Samuel Theis, and Milo Machado Graner. to Vincent, urgently answering a ques-
tion that he hasn’t even asked—maybe
graduate student, Zoé (Camille Ruth- proliferate. Warning: Do not expect the most startling irruption in the 1lm.
erford), although their conversation them all to be solved. Regardless of what Vincent privately
is soon drowned out by a rumpus from Sandra and Samuel have a son, Dan- believes, however, his plan, for the de-
above—speci1cally, an instrumental iel, aged eleven, who is played by Milo fense, is to claim that Samuel commit-
version of “P.I.M.P.,” by 50 Cent, Machado Graner with a 1ne blend of ted suicide. And so to trial.
played with a thunderous boom by frailty and determination. Daniel’s bor- “Anatomy of a Fall,” which won the
Sandra’s husband, Samuel Maleski der collie, Snoop, is played—in an equally Palme d’Or at this year’s Cannes Film
(Samuel Theis), who is also a writer. striking performance—by Messi, whose Festival, has been widely referred to
Either he’s deliberately sabotaging skill would be the envy of his namesake. as a courtroom drama. Yes, much of
the interview or he wants to trigger Snoop is not just Daniel’s companion the second half is set in court, in Greno-
an avalanche. but his helpmate, because Daniel was ble, but you seldom get the impression
Of Samuel himself we see no sign, hurt in an accident, when he was four, that Triet—who wrote the screenplay
for the moment, and that matters. It and left with severe visual impairment. with her partner, Arthur Harari—is en-
foreshadows how the story will un- (Typically, the details of that event, and meshed in the machinery of the law.
fold. So much in “Anatomy of a Fall” its long aftermath, take a while to emerge. Indeed, fans of legal shows, on TV, or
is overheard, heard but not seen, seen Triet is a specialist in the slow leak.) It’s of Otto Preminger’s crisply organized
but misunderstood, misremembered, he who returns from a walk with Snoop, “Anatomy of a Murder” (1959) will be
conjured out of conjecture, or unwisely discovers his father’s body, and cries out taken aback by the free-form nature of
taken on trust. When we do catch to Sandra. The music is still blasting the proceedings in Triet’s movie. Law-
74 THE NEW YORKER, OCTOBER 16, 2023 ILLUSTRATION BY JEFF ÖSTBERG
yers, witnesses, and a “spatter analyst” things out over dinner—fondue, I’d sug- had with Sandra, not long before his
or two seem to interrupt one another gest, for that handy whiff of bubbling demise. The result is played aloud in
at will, or at random, often from a seated Alpine chaos. Notwithstanding the ver- court, and, along the way,Triet transforms
position. The prosecutor (Antoine Rein- dict that is delivered in Grenoble, it’s it into a flashback, meaning that we see
artz), a shaven-headed smirker, roams perfectly possible that you will remain as well as hear the marital storm—a
around snapping and snarling, and I, uncertain as to whether Sandra is guilty, privilege denied to the judge and the
for one, would toss him out of a high and here’s the kicker: even the person jurors. (The irony is that the spareness
window without a second’s hesitation. playing her doesn’t know for sure. Hüller of the audio version makes a greater
What the setting most resembles is a has revealed that, during the making of impact.) Is that a smooth creative sleight
brasserie full of squabbling law students, the film, she repeatedly asked Triet if of hand, or is the movie cheating on us?
and you half expect the clerk of the Sandra did or did not do the deed. Triet Might it be that Triet is following the
court to arrive with bowls of onion soup. refused to squeal. crafty lead of her own heroine?
The most telling sequence focusses The miracle is that such uncertainty The fact that such doubts and res-
on Daniel, as he stands there being renders Hüller’s performance sharper ervations encircle this film is not a mark
quizzed, by both the defense and the rather than vaguer. It is as though San- against it. On the contrary, they honor
prosecution, on his testimony. The cam- dra, reportedly described by her hus- its capacity to provoke. That is why
era swivels from side to side, hardening band—an enfeebled soul, and a less Daniel carries such moral weight. When
the sense of his being under siege, and successful writer—as “quite castrating,” he confesses, “I got mixed up,” he is
the movement prompts two thoughts. had armed herself against all eventual- being honest—more so than any of the
One, can a child be cross-questioned, ities and foes. With her flustered froi- adults—about the nature of confusion.
whatever the jurisdiction, in this hostile deur, she needs no cross-examination Looking at the veiled gaze of his trou-
manner, and, if so, why should the evi- to make her bristle, and our response bled eyes, which both see and fail to
dence be ruled admissible? Two, has Triet is to marvel at the depths of her dis- see, we can’t help wondering: when,
worked on us to such mischievous effect comfort, and perhaps her guile. When and under what emotional pressure,
that we no longer care about what is she stands outside on a frosty night, does a memory shift from being a re-
plausible, and crave only the tussle of drinking and flirting with her lawyer, liable account of something to a story
wills at the movie’s heart? This is less of is she grabbing a rare chance to relax, that we tell ourselves about what we
a courtroom drama, I reckon, and more or subtly swaying him yet further to wish had occurred? It’s no surprise that
of a discordant, highly strung character her cause? How much we like or dis- Daniel should be prey to that slippage;
clash with legal bells and whistles tacked like Sandra is of no consequence. What’s after all, he’s the son of two writers,
on. Notice how we finally get wind of unnerving is that we can’t decide, from and he listens as the prosecutor reads
the verdict: not in court, in a formal an- one scene to the next, how secure we out menacing passages from one of
nouncement, but via a television reporter are in wanting to root for her. Sandra’s books in a bid to incriminate
outside who hears an excited hubbub Hüller was in an earlier and less her. (Nice try, Maître. Pursue that line
swelling behind her. Truth is not crys- coherent film by Triet, “Sibyl” (2019), and you’d have prisons crawling with
talline and clear. It lies in pieces, and you which, weirdly, features a guy named novelists.) Forget the clever tricks,
have to pick them up as best you can. Maleski, like Samuel, and a vulnerable though. If you really want to find out
boy named Daniel. In both films, more- what happened that fateful day at the
practical tip: “Anatomy of a Fall” over, conversations are surreptitiously chalet, there’s only one course of ac-
A is formidable stuff, and you should
arrange to watch it at the cinema with
recorded. In “Sibyl,” a shrink tapes the
outpourings of a patient; now, in “Anat-
tion. Ask Snoop.
your most captious friends, preferably omy of a Fall,” we learn that Samuel NEWYORKER.COM
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“My wife complains that I’m cold and self-serving.” “One more round and I’ll call it a day.”
Dan Rose, San Francisco, Calif. Myron Carlson, Grantsburg, Wis.
THE 17 18 19
CROSSWORD 20
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A lightly challenging puzzle.
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BY PATRICK BERRY
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ACROSS
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5 Ketch and ferry, e.g.
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28 Young child O P I S H E D S A S H
49 Mineral whose name comes from the R O Z C O B B U D D H A
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30 “You can’t be a real country unless you F E D E R A L H O L I D A Y
50 Require have a ___ and an airline”: Frank Zappa D O N T B E S O N A I V E