On The Two Brooklyn Neighborhoods That Got White Almost Overnight

If you want to see some really granular data demonstrating Brooklyn's whitification, look at the census data map the NYT put together. Compares 2010 with 2000 on a tract-by-tract basis. http://projects.nytimes.com/census/2010/map
Comparing the rate of population shift by race shows some eye-popping stats in areas like the census tract between Classon and Franklin Avenue in Crown Heights, where the white population has increased 1173%. Also worth noting that a huge factor in the increase around the Navy Yard/Flushing/Wallabout border of Williamsburg is the exponential growth of the orthodox Jewish community. With the Times reporting a poverty rate of 40% among the orthodox, that area is whitening, but it's not exactly gentrifying the way the raw numbers imply.

Posted on June 12, 2012 at 1:48 pm 0

On Some Other Conversations With A Fact-Checker

@M.E. actually, the retouching done by some of the WPA photographers during the Dust Bowl became hugely politicized when it was exposed. Cf. this Errol Morris entry on the scandal that enveloped Arnold Rothstein when it was discovered he had moved a cow skull to a more artful position (that also happened to frame the case of the plight of Dust Bowl farmers more starkly.) http://opinionator.blogs.nytimes.com/2009/10/18/the-case-of-the-inappropriate-alarm-clock-part-1/ It was used by opponents of FDR's policies as evidence of fraud. The world we live in today is at least as politicized.

D'Agata is going down a similar slippery slope, trying to warp reality to his own preconceptions. There's no need to lie to create literature, but D'Agata is either too arrogant or too contrarian to see that. Of course essays can explore subjective reality, but the piece he was writing was about very real events, and his attitude about it is disrespectful to readers and to many, many writers who are far better than he is. Look at what Ian Frazier does with reality, or John Sullivan, or McPhee, or Katherine Boo. There's a reason McPhee's legendary class at Princeton is called The Literature of Fact. D'Agata has achieved nothing out of this but to make himself a laughingstock.

Posted on February 23, 2012 at 3:08 pm 1

On I Don't Even Know Who You Are Anymore

I bought one on ebay that has both Siam and Israel, which both existed for a 6-month period in 1949. Globe ID triangulation!

Posted on August 30, 2011 at 6:47 pm 1

On On Being Laid Off from Harper's

Posted on February 15, 2011 at 12:24 am 0

On New York City's Lack of Keggers is Perhaps Sad

HiredGoons, are you originally from Vermont, too?

As for kegs in the city, having been lucky enough to live in a ground floor with a garden and throwing many parties, kegs end up wasting way more beer than bottles/cans. Especially since people end up bringing six-packs and drinking them, so you often end up with a couple of gallons of warm beer for breakfast.

Posted on March 6, 2010 at 3:37 pm 0

On The LOLingest Picture in Recent Media History

The guy leaning against the door used to pitch for the Harper's softball team. Practice is gonna be more awkward then ever next season.

Posted on February 2, 2010 at 8:56 pm 0

On BREAKING! Roger Hodge Joins Facebook

So how would you correct that inequity, Rollo? Just curious, not trying to get into a fight. As far as I know, they assign pieces on the merits of their ideas. It's a problem across the publishing landscape, whether Harper's is more of a boys' club than elsewhere is a matter of debate, but insisting half the bylines be women strikes me as unreasonable.

Posted on January 28, 2010 at 1:46 pm 0

On BREAKING! Roger Hodge Joins Facebook

Feelings about the Farber piece aside (which as far as I know he didn't even assign), Hodge published a lot of women while he was editor, and was a fine steward of the magazine. This whole episode is a real shame.

Posted on January 28, 2010 at 12:13 pm 0

On Lifetime Employee Roger Hodge Leaves Harper's

It's a really sad turn of events for the magazine. However one feels about Harper's, it publishes long-form literary journalism of a sort that would be unlikely to find homes anywhere else, and has always been willing to give new writers a chance to do really ambitious projects. Hodge was a great steward of this tradition, and I worry that his ouster doesn't bode well for the future of this sort of writing. Who else would have let David Foster Wallace write 18,000 words about a luxury cruise?

Posted on January 27, 2010 at 11:48 am 0