Searching with the Mothers of Mexico’s Disappeared

Plus: the fragmentary novel; hot-dog salad; and Seth Rogen in “An American Pickle.” View in browser | Update your preferences Dispatch Searching with the Mothers of Mexico’s Disappeared More than seventy thousand people have disappeared in Mexico, victims of drug-related violence. Their loved ones are grieving, searching, and, now, keeping their distance. By Ana Karina Zatarain Our Columnists The President’s Attempt to Obscure the Reality of the Pandemic Is Getting Comical Trump is again the White House’s primary spokesperson on the pandemic. The consequences are absurd and alarming. By John Cassidy PAID POST The Butterfly Lampshade is summer reading that shimmers with beauty. New York Times bestselling author Aimee Bender weaves a luminous, poignant tale of the sometimes overwhelming power of the material world as it plays out in the complex bond between a mother and daughter. Read More Under Review Kate Zambreno’s Present Tense The fragmentary novel is everywhere. For a self-portraitist like Zambreno, it becomes a medium for exploring the difficulty of sustaining a self. By Alexandra Schwartz Culture and More Kitchen Notes Hear Me Out: Hot-Dog Salad Hot dogs and hamburgers are so simple to cook and yet so strangely difficult to repurpose as leftovers. By Tamar Adler Dept. of Design The Maximalism of Gigi Hadid’s and Drake’s Home Design There’s a sensibility at play at the highest end of interior decorating, the fulfillment not of a designer’s vision but of a personal identity. By Kyle Chayka The Front Row Seth Rogen’s Empty Ethics in “An American Pickle” The sentimental fantasy of generational conflict and an immigrant’s struggles, starring Rogen in a double role, strains to achieve a reconciliation with the recent cultural past. By Richard Brody Crossword Today’s Crossword Disingenuous response to an unwanted text: fourteen letters. By Natan Last Humor from The New Yorker Daily Shouts A Non-Hiker’s Terms and Conditions for Hiking This is a legally binding agreement entered into by the Friend Who Hikes Often (you) and the Friend Whose iPhone Autocorrects “Hike” to “Joke” (me). By Sara K. Runnels Daily Cartoon Wednesday, August 5th By Adam Douglas Thompson This e-mail was sent to you by The New Yorker. To insure delivery, we recommend adding newyorker@newsletters.newyorker.com, to your contacts, while noting that it is a no-reply address. Please send all newsletter feedback to tnyinbox@newyorker.com. For more from The New Yorker, sign up for our newsletters, shop the store, and sign in to newyorker.com, where subscribers always have unlimited access. Contact us with questions. View our Privacy Policy Unsubscribe Copyright © Condé Nast 2020. One World Trade Center, New York, NY 10007. All rights reserved.