One of the things I find most frustrating about quality cultural production is its crafters' reluctance to publicize it. Neal Stephenson, our best contemporary novelist, hasn't published in years, and is pretty vague about what he's working on. It seems that only a medium with an inferiority complex will bother to keep people informed.
This phenomenon is the reason I was delighted to find (via Matthew Yglesias(Those who find left-wing thought traumatizing should not click here) ) this New Yorker article on David Simon, and his show the Wire. The Wire is the best thing on TV, and it was a pleasure to catch up with Simon and his not completely fictional universe. The article is worth a complete read. Simon's work tends to boomerang into reality. Sometimes tragically. Sometimes (in what I hope is the only link to the NYT's Vows page you will ever see here) happily.
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