A Total Non-SequiterWeekly readers of the New Yorker must surely be as astounded as I am by the pantheon of names schedule for this year’s New Yorker festival. Junot Díaz with Annie Proulx? Error Morris on film? George Saunders and Foer talking about ‘the incredible’? David Byrne does NYC bikers? A candid Seymour M. Hersh?!? Fuck. It’s going to be awesome. Perhaps most the incredible aspect of the discussions is that most are (amazingly) priced at $35. That’s chump change compared with what could be charged for each as its own event. All this potential for hip and heady discussion got me thinking that our “critically cool” Minneapolis should throw a party like that. Who’s in? |
