“South African Simone Botha Welgemoed, 27, has been deaf since birth and was 22-months-old when she was fitted with a Cochlear implant in 1992. But when she saw the Virgin Active advertisement on social media, she realised the implant had been edited out.”
“Not only were there no eyewitnesses; Luther himself, ordinarily an enthusiastic self-dramatizer, was vague on what had happened. He remembered drawing up a list of ninety-five theses around the date in question, but, as for what he did with it, all he was sure of was that he sent it to the local archbishop. Furthermore, the theses were not, as is often imagined, a set of non-negotiable demands about how the Church should reform itself in accordance with Brother Martin’s standards. Rather, like all “theses” in those days, they were points to be thrashed out in public disputations, in the manner of the ecclesiastical scholars of the twelfth century or, for that matter, the debate clubs of tradition-minded universities in our own time.”
Jackson is atop the Forbes list of top-earning dead celebrities for the fifth straight year, with $75 million. Forbes says Jackson’s earnings are boosted by a new greatest hits album, a Las Vegas Cirque du Soleil show and a stake in the EMI music publishing catalogue.
Among the more than 100 books he (actually) authored were Margaret Truman’s Capital Crimes, the Murder, She Wrote books that were a spinoff of the TV series, and the notorious 1967 faux-memoir Coffee, Tea, or Me?, which purported to be the true-life escapades of a pair of swinging stewardesses (as they were called back then).
“Perhaps a man possessed of an ego the size of a hot-air balloon could only subsist within a myth. To keep himself airborne required so much huffing and puffing that inevitably he ran out of breath. He was jealous, insecure, treacherous to his friends, and merciless toward his promoters—no good turn, no matter how good it was, went unpunished—and although he overestimated his talent, he also largely wasted it, which was precisely the charge he had laid against his old pal F. Scott Fitzgerald, who, with The Great Gatsby, surely did write if not the then at least agreat American novel.”
The purchases include $31,900 at an art gallery in Florida and a whopping $623,910 at a New York antiques dealer. All that pales in comparison, however, beside the staggering $1 million spent at a rug dealer in Alexandria, Virginia. Wires were also made for $849,215 to a “Men’s Clothing Store in New York,” $520,440 to a “Clothing Store in Beverly Hills,” and $655,500 to a “Landscaper in the Hamptons.”
“In general, I learned, you should stay away from parties for rich people, because their purpose is donations and having a good time is secondary. Never go to a networking event. Poetry readings are either the best or the worst things. You can skip any book party because they only happen once, they end too soon, and there’s no narrative to them, especially if you’re not there.”
“The title page and dedication page have encrypted in them the exact church, the exact part of that church and the exact spot … where Shakespeare is buried. It’s like an old-fashioned treasure island map. You overlay the title page on to a ground plan of Poets’ Corner and it just points to exactly where he’s buried. It’s just phenomenal.”
The once “very macho” anti-war activist who raged against MIT’s role in nuclear weapons research is the catalyst behind the west’s mushrooming interest in mindfulness meditation, having reimagined Buddhist contemplation practices for a secular age almost 40 years ago.
The book, A Round-Heeled Woman: My Late-Life Adventures in Sex and Romance, came from a rather literary place: It “grew out of a personal ad Juska placed in the New York Review of Books in 1999. Inspired by an Eric Rohmer film, Autumn Tale, it read: ‘Before I turn 67 – next March – I would like to have a lot of sex with a man I like. If you want to talk first, Trollope works for me.'”
The article “Why Have There Been No Great Women Artists?” – which argued quite clearly against the canon as well as against male-dominated notions of greatness – “would have been enough to secure her place as one of art history’s most important writers, but over the course of her six-decade career, she also made formidable contributions to the study of Realism and Gustav Courbet, Impressionism and Post-Impressionism, and numerous contemporary artists.”
Chiang was an educator, an activist, and a poet. “Chiang’s poetry — sometimes serene, sometimes angry and sometimes written in all lowercase letters — reflected her anxieties as a first-generation Chinese-American, her desire to etch Asian culture into American society, her involvement with organizations in Chinatown and on the Lower East Side, and her multiple reckonings with breast cancer over nearly a quarter-century.”
By the age of fifty, Mark Twain had achieved something he had dreamed of and worked for his entire life: he was rich. Raised in genteel poverty in small towns in Missouri (when Missouri was still the West), Twain as a grown man, had rubbed elbows with the greatest business tycoons of the time. And now, as head of his own publishing firm, making money for other authors, he felt like a great philanthropist. He could see himself as one of the true benefactors of the age. And it was an age he had named when he chose the title of one of his own best sellers: The Gilded Age.
“In honor of American composer Ned Rorem’s … 94th birthday on October 23, spend seven minutes with the very opinionated Mr. R. This piece was originally made for Studio 360 as part of a Fishko Files-curated series on living composers’ connections to music history.” (audio)
On that long August afternoon a little more than two years ago, Oliver completed his notes for the book he knew he would not see. He titled it “The River of Consciousness” — the title of one of the 10 essays — and dedicated it to his longtime friend and editor at The New York Review of Books, Bob Silvers. He wrote a letter to Mr. Silvers to share this news, and within days, he received a tender letter back. (Mr. Silvers died this year.) With that, I think he felt he had done everything he could.
“Thirty-eight letters, written between 2005 and 2010 by the To Kill a Mockingbird author to her friend Felice Itzkoff, are up for auction this week. Addressed affectionately to ‘Clipper’, Lee’s nickname for Itzkoff, the letters span Lee’s memories of her father, her apparent atheism and her friendship with Hollywood figures. … [There’s also] a suggestion made by American president Lyndon B Johnson to the actor Gregory Peck that the US would one day have a black, female president.”
“For decades, Knight Landesman, 67, had been a pillar of the international art scene, a man-about-town known from the galleries of Manhattan to the Art Basel fair in Switzerland for his primary-colored suits and deep connections in the industry. The brother of the renowned Broadway producer Rocco Landesman, who once served as the head of the National Endowment for the Arts, he started at Artforum in the 1980s and until Wednesday had run the magazine with his three co-publishers, Anthony Korner, Charles Guarino and Danielle McConnell.”
Throughout the 1950s and early ’60s, he sold up to 70 million records, including such well-remembered hits as “Blueberry Hill”, “I’m Walkin'”, and “Red Sails in the Sunset”. Even as late as the mid-’70s, he had been outsold by only The Beatles and Elvis Presley, who insisted that Domino was the better rock ‘n’ roll singer.
“For my offenses against some of my colleagues in the past I offer a shaken apology and ask for their forgiveness,” Wieseltier said in a statement. “The women with whom I worked are smart and good people. I am ashamed to know that I made any of them feel demeaned and disrespected. I assure them that I will not waste this reckoning.”
The news of a shift in leadership, which will take place on October 31, comes days after a lawsuit was filed by the sons of Norman Rockwell and other plaintiffs, seeking to halt the museum’s controversial plan to sell off 40 works at Sotheby’s in order to build its endowment, fund renovations, and pursue a “New Vision” marked by a greater focus on science and technology-driven exhibitions.
Truth to tell, I was pretty full of myself and probably too pushy. I suppose I was a nuisance, in everybody’s face a little too much. I made sure all the other pianists knew who I was, and I constantly asked people if I could sit in. Most of them were nice about it, considering how obnoxious I was. Eventually, the bassist Red Mitchell, whom I had sat in with a few times, said to Bradley, “Give the kid a gig already.”
“The drawers are jammed with jokes typed on 4-by-6-inch cards – 52 drawers, stacked waist-high, like a card catalog of a certain comedian’s life’s work, a library of laughs. … She arranged the 52 drawers alphabetically by subject, from ‘Annoying habits’ to ‘Zoo.’ … A drawer in the G’s begins with ‘growing older’ and ends with ‘guns.’ It takes the next drawer to hold all the cards filed under ‘guys I dated.'”
Alex Gardega, who responded to what he called the “corporate nonsense” of the State Street Bank-sponsored “Fearless Girl” statue on Wall Street by placing his “Pissing Pug” statue at its feet, was hit by a downtown no. 6 train on the Upper East Side of Manhattan. (He had evidently been on the subway tracks.)
In the two days after the Los Angeles Times reported that 38 women had come forward to allege that Toback had propositioned or harassed them, “more than 200 additional women contacted The Times and, in emails and phone calls, recalled encounters with Toback similar to those detailed in the story.”
“Idle is not one of the speeds in Jackie Chan’s gearbox. ‘Sometimes I look at some other actors, famous actors,’ he says incredulously. ‘They’re so comfortable! After filming, just holiday! With a girlfriend or the family.’ After filming, Jackie tends to an ever-expanding portfolio of business interests, and then he makes more films.”
“Harvey and Bob Weinstein produced some schlock and some beauts. Both brothers had awful reputations as people to work for and with. Now, because some 50 women have had the courage to accuse Harvey, we know chapter and verse on being a bully and pig in Hollywood. On that evidence, the soaring movies his name is on did nothing to enlighten or redeem their producer. But it would be a pity if his grossness were to deprive us of the light that those creations let shine.”
“Adichie looks with a gimlet eye at American liberal doctrine, preferring open and frank debate to the narrow constraints of approved messaging. Though she is considered a global icon of feminism, she has, on occasion, displeased progressive sects when she’s expressed her beliefs about gender with candor and without using the latest terminology.”
“As alleged in the indictment, the defendant used his industry experience to gain the trust of prospective art sellers, then betrayed that trust by pocketing the proceeds of those sales to fund his own lavish lifestyle,” Manhattan district attorney Cyrus Vance said in a statement. “Not only did victims lose millions of dollars, but many lost valuable pieces of artwork that had been in their families for generations.”
Schlesinger, who was saw the Kennedy White House up close during her husband Arthur’s time as JFK’s “resident intellectual,” was 8 when women got the vote in the U.S. – and she immediately canvassed, with her mother, for a woman mayoral candidate. She published a memoir in 2011, when she was merely 99.
What was it? That’s still unknown – and the tests on a toxin found in his system might take up to a year. But “the experts were ‘100% convinced’ that the death certificate ‘does not reflect the reality of the death.'”