The 10 best cities for college grads: Omaha ranks higher than New York and L.A. because Gen Z ‘actually have a shot at purchasing a house’ for under 300K (finance.yahoo.com)
“Michael,” Reviewed: A Sanitized Bio-Pic That’s All Business - The new movie details the backstage maneuvers that catapulted Michael Jackson to stardom but leaves his personal life out of the picture. (www.newyorker.com)
What the U.S.-Iran War Means for China - Jonathan Czin, a fellow at the Brookings Institution’s China Center, discusses how the ties between China and Iran have been overstated, and what the conflict might mean for the future of Taiwan. (www.newyorker.com)
A Wunderkind’s Best-Selling Nostalgia - Nelio Biedermann’s “Lázár” is, for the most part, the well-rehearsed story of twentieth-century Europe. Why is it making such waves? (www.newyorker.com)
What Will It Take to Get A.I. Out of Schools? - The tech world assumes that A.I.-aided education is necessary and inevitable. A growing number of parents, educators, and cognitive scientists say the opposite. (www.newyorker.com)
LIV Golf Is Dying of Boredom - Once you got past the Saudi-backed league’s business drama, what you were left with was watching sensationally wealthy, morally compromised middle-aged men go to work. (www.newyorker.com)
What Jesus Meant - Some people sin and vote and criticize others who are the President or Vice-President, which they shouldn’t do, and that’s why Jesus likely died. For other people’s sins. (www.newyorker.com)
Why Earnestness Is Everywhere - “Project Hail Mary” and Lena Dunham’s memoir “Famesick” are part of a new wave of art works that boldly embrace sincerity over cynicism. Why are we suddenly so eager to wear our hearts on our sleeves? (www.newyorker.com)
What Pro Wrestling Taught Linda McMahon About Politics - As Secretary of Education, Linda McMahon has executed the goals of a brash man with a flair for the theatrical—skills she developed during her time at World Wrestling Entertainment. (www.newyorker.com)
Daniyal Mueenuddin on the Uses, and Abuses, of Real Life - The novelist discusses works of fiction that draw from the people one knows—often, to controversial effect. (www.newyorker.com)
Gwendoline Riley’s New Novel Surveys the Wreckage of Middle Age - “The Palm House” is haunted by stubborn male egos and sharp-edged women whose honesty is often ineffectual in the face of life. (www.newyorker.com)
The Kardashians Explain Everything (Because They Are Everything) - A new book by an online Kardashian theorist argues that Kim and clan are the keys to understanding media in the new millennium. (www.newyorker.com)
That One Week Every Year You Forget You Have Allergies - In what you assume is a sign of your body’s imminent total collapse, your eyes are now itching and watering. (www.newyorker.com)
The History of Jazz Has Instantly Expanded - Newly released archival live performances by Ahmad Jamal, Joe Henderson, and Cecil Taylor illuminate their legacies and the art form at large. (www.newyorker.com)
The Minnesotans Who Wanted to Be in “Purple Rain” - In 1983, the photographer Tom Arndt heard about something interesting happening in the parking lot of a Holiday Inn: a casting call for Prince’s new movie. (www.newyorker.com)
Is the Ticketmaster Monopoly Verdict a Mirage? - After years of skyrocketing fees and byzantine sales practices, a jury ruled against the company in an antitrust case. The effect on concert-going remains uncertain. (www.newyorker.com)
Donald Trump’s Triumphal Arch and the Architecture of Autocracy - When asked by a reporter whom the arch would be for, Trump said, “Me.” (www.newyorker.com)
What Nicolás Maduro’s Life Is Like in a Notorious Brooklyn Jail - The President of Venezuela has reportedly been stuck in a unit for high-profile inmates, known for housing rappers and tech moguls, while his country forms an uneasy relationship with Trump. (www.newyorker.com)
If You Ask Me: Save the Rich White Women - The plots of these shows usually center on a murder, which occurs not so much to end a human life as to inconvenience our star, who must postpone a brunch or a media event to conceal an inconvenient corpse. (www.newyorker.com)