Clive James Got It Right

Plus: Jia Tolentino on the quiet protests of sassy mom merch. View in browser | Update your preferences Postscript Clive James Got It Right Appetite was the writer’s great engine, but appraisal was his greatest gift. By Adam Gopnik On and Off the Avenue The Quiet Protests of Sassy Mom Merch A mom who wears a “coffee, wine, and Amazon Prime” shirt could be signalling her commitment to doing as good a job at the excessive demands of motherhood as anyone possibly could. By Jia Tolentino Politics and More Podcast What Can Progressive Voters Do to Help Fix Our Broken Political System? Daniel Squadron, the executive director of Future Now, joins Dorothy Wickenden to discuss the rapid changes under way in Democratic politics at the state level. Newsletters Sign Up for The New Yorker’s Movie Club Newsletter Reviews of the current cinema, plus recommendations for classics and underrated treasures available on streaming services, every Friday. Fiction “The Curfew” “He listened, for whistling wind, falling branches, roof slates decapitating pensioners.” By Roddy Doyle Culture and More Paris Postcard The Lagerfeld Economy He may have been a monster boss, but the late Chanel designer was a one-man stimulus package for a handful of Paris shops. By Lauren Collins Culture Desk “63 Up” and the Child in All of Us The series, nearing retirement age itself, prompts questions about how much time is left for its subjects, for its director, for all of us, and reminds us that we cannot know. By Sarah Larson Culture Desk Pardison Fontaine and the Plight of the Ghostwriter Fontaine is already experiencing the comforts of success, achieving adulation at the back of the house when you desire the authority of the front leads to a complex bind. By Carrie Battan Puzzles and Games Dept. The Weekend Crossword Hagrid got her for Harry at the Eeylops Owl Emporium: six letters. By Natan Last Humor from The New Yorker Blitt’s Kvetchbook Updates to the Trump Portrait Gallery “Mona Loser” and other works of art. By Barry Blitt Daily Shouts Will I Get a Plus-One? You would absolutely love Sophia. She doesn’t eat much, she can handle her liquor, and she’s great at getting things going on dance floors. I’m not sure why those are the first attributes that come to mind. By Sam Spero and Patrick Goodney Sign up for more newsletters from The New Yorker. Visit The New Yorker shop. Question about your subscription? Contact Customer Care. New Yorker digital subscribers get unlimited access to everything on newyorker.com. Log in to your account here. We’d love your feedback on this newsletter. Please send your thoughts and suggestions to TNYinbox@newyorker.com. This e-mail was sent to you by The New Yorker. To ensure delivery to your inbox (not bulk or junk folders), please add our e-mail address, NewYorker@newsletters.newyorker.com, to your address book. View our Privacy Policy Unsubscribe Copyright © Condé Nast 2019. One World Trade Center, New York, NY 10007. All rights reserved.