Who is James Wolcott

James Wolcott (born December 10, 1952) is an American journalist, known for his critique of contemporary media. Wolcott is the cultural critic for Vanity Fair and contributes to The New Yorker. He had his own blog on Vanity Fair magazine's main site which was awarded a Webby Award in 2007.

Background and education

Wolcott was born in Baltimore, Maryland, and raised in a suburban setting. He attended Maryland's Frostburg State College for two years. From there, he moved to New York City, to work at The Village Voice, first in the circulation department answering phone complaints, then as a receptionist. He is married to Laura Jacobs, a contributing editor at Vanity Fair. He began practicing the Transcendental Meditation technique in 2007.

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Jclickbaited: james wolcott · rudy then and rudy now · lrb 16 february 2023
Flannsplainer: highly entertaining. rudy then and rudy now
Seschmidt20: rudy then and rudy now
D_khunne: i was thinking about 1900 because of the tarantino news. james wolcott writing in his autobiography about seeing 1900 with pauline kael and leaning over to her and saying something like, if sutherland kills that cat, i’m outta here.
Justinmcguirk: "of all of the patsies in the trump orbit, none has squandered as much moral and reputational capital as giuliani and secured for himself such a skanky place in history." [this piece is so much fun]
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Ballade Of The Midnight Forest
 by Andrew Lang

Still sing the mocking fairies, as of old,
Beneath the shade of thorn and holly-tree;
The west wind breathes upon them, pure and cold,
And wolves still dread Diana roaming free
In secret woodland with her company.
'Tis thought the peasants' hovels know her rite
When now the wolds are bathed in silver light,
And first the moonrise breaks the dusky grey,
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