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Alice Gregory

9 October 2013

Among the surfers, there is a lot of synthetic fiber and a lot of buckles. The gear is only a symptom — almost every aspect of a surfer’s life is functional. They know the tides and what they mean for your plans to walk the dog on the beach. Their friendships are often opportunistic, but in a straightforward way: with the fishermen who can tow them out to far-off breaks, the contractors who employ them when the swells are bad. More…

19 July 2012

To close-read the news reports was to be impressed by the suggestive quality of their syntax. As ABC phrased it, Eugene “had to be shot four times by a police officer to halt the cannibalistic attack.” That resignation—“had to be”—is a sort seldom used in reference to humans. It’s your sick pet that “had to be” put down, not your sick brother. More…

1 March 2012

These girls seemed immune to New York’s damning seasons, which always threaten to expose one’s tax bracket, especially if it is low. The summer sun didn’t melt their makeup, and the winter wind didn’t mar their manes. They were driven in cars and cabs that were kept at a constant 68 degrees. At night and on weekends, they attended galas, museum openings, and brunches in East Hampton. More…

9 November 2010

In-person communication feels binary to me now: subjects are either private, confessional, and soulful or frantically current, determined mostly by critical mass, interesting only in their ephemeral status. Increasingly these modes of talk seem mutually exclusive. You can pull someone aside—away from the party, onto the fire escape—and confess to a foible or you can stay inside with the group and make a joke about something everyone’s read online. More…