Alex Carp
@alexcarp.bsky.social
Research editor @nytmag, nonfiction co-chair @bkbf, etc.
For this week's @newyorker.com, I wrote about the Hollywood prop shops that supplied Trump's military parade www.newyorker.com/magazine/202...
Trump’s Birthday Parade Was a Hollywood Job
When the reality-TV President needed to outfit his martial procession, organizers turned to props once used by Mel Gibson, Paul Giamatti, and a Dodge car commercial.
www.newyorker.com
July 30, 2025 at 2:29 PM
For this week's @newyorker.com, I wrote about the Hollywood prop shops that supplied Trump's military parade www.newyorker.com/magazine/202...
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It looks like the Los Angeles Times has appended an AI-generated counterpoint to this opinion column on the KKK, which points out the Klan’s roots in “white Protestant culture.”
www.latimes.com/california/s...
www.latimes.com/california/s...
March 4, 2025 at 1:47 AM
It looks like the Los Angeles Times has appended an AI-generated counterpoint to this opinion column on the KKK, which points out the Klan’s roots in “white Protestant culture.”
www.latimes.com/california/s...
www.latimes.com/california/s...
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Fox News: "The Onion has 4.3 trillion daily readers."
November 14, 2024 at 6:51 PM
Fox News: "The Onion has 4.3 trillion daily readers."
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in an effort to transcend this fallen world I will spend the next year in quiet meditation, communicating only through emoji... it's like a vow of silence, only somehow even more annoying for my loved ones.
November 13, 2024 at 2:15 PM
in an effort to transcend this fallen world I will spend the next year in quiet meditation, communicating only through emoji... it's like a vow of silence, only somehow even more annoying for my loved ones.
Reposted by Alex Carp
Every day I think about this one No Reservations scene where Tony is drunk out of his mind eating something crispy and says to himself, “that’s that crispy shit”
September 1, 2023 at 11:22 PM
Every day I think about this one No Reservations scene where Tony is drunk out of his mind eating something crispy and says to himself, “that’s that crispy shit”