By: Gabriela Yareliz Lauren Collins’ profile on Macron (in The New Yorker) and the meaning of Macronism has been floating in my head since its June 24, 2019 publishing date. He doesn’t fascinate me at the Sarkozy level, but I have to say that the profile opened him up to me. He is this complexContinue reading “Emmanuel Macron: Le Déluge”
Tag Archives: The New Yorker
Motives
“Every news consumer should be on guard against flimsy arguments or tendentious cuts. We can and should question journalists’ motives. But, if we demand that journalists have no motives at all, we’ll be forced to outsource the job to algorithms and drones, which are— so far, at least— even less thoughtful than humans.” Andrew Marantz,Continue reading “Motives”
The Quiet Fall
[Image from Aljazeera] By: Gabriela Yareliz Aung San Suu Kyi, anyone? The secular human rights hero, who is a hero no more. Famous for her long house arrest, for giving up everything to bring democracy to Burma, nonviolence, and a Nobel Peace Prize. They made a touching movie out of her life, for crying outContinue reading “The Quiet Fall”
Friday Glee: April 7, 2017
By: Gabriela Yareliz Some words I collected throughout the week: “If something inside of you is real, we will probably find it interesting, and it will probably be universal. So you must risk placing real emotion at the center of your work. Write straight into the emotional center of things. Write toward vulnerability. Risk beingContinue reading “Friday Glee: April 7, 2017”
The artist bets his life by: Adam Gopnik
From the New Yorker’s Adam Gopnik about Vincent Van Gogh: “Some stories in history we want to have neatly finished; some we like to have always in play. We accept without too much trouble the ambiguity of the old and new stories because they add up to something similar in the end. Van Gogh’s earContinue reading “The artist bets his life by: Adam Gopnik”
Bellucci; lipstick; Syria; among other things…
By: Gabriela Yareliz She is back– and with her own line of lipstick. Monica Bellucci, out of hiding and back. I felt like I hadn’t seen her forever until I opened this month’s Vogue. Fantastic! It is terribly shallow but there is something awesome about red lipstick and curling your hair… The New Yoker hadContinue reading “Bellucci; lipstick; Syria; among other things…”