november11–24, 2019 | newyork 21
There Will Be Deliveries
by Drone, But Also Stalking and
Even Drone Assassination
by Terrorists—and Civilians
WeWillFeelGuiltyAboutMany
MoreThings
forstarters:Flying.
Driving.Orderingso
manyUbers.Takeout
containers.Single-use
anything.20-minute
showers.Baths.Gender
revealparties.
Genderedbabynames.
Nottalkingto ourkids
aboutsex,or race,or
climatechange.Eating
avocados.Prisons—for
anyone.Thetwo-party
politicalsystem.Not
voting.Drinkingdiet
sodas.Fastfashion.
Wearingfakefur,
whichpretendsto be
fur.Ghostingromantic
partners.Having
children.Stanning
Kanye.StanningTaylor
Swift.Somanyhetero
rom-coms.Allthe
thingswedon’teven
knowweshouldfeel
guiltyaboutyet.
Notusingsunscreen.
a natural,humanEnglish,butit seemsmore
likelythat aswegrowmore comfortablewriting
to(andreadingfrom)robots,a sort ofcreolewill
emerge:a functionallanguage developedfroma
mixedrobot-humangrammar. —MAXREAD
New York City Will
Begin to Enclose
Its Entire Harbor
With a Seawall
ChildSeparationWill
NeverBeForgotten
FEB 26
JohnJ.
Lennonbegins
the215th
monthofhis
prison
sentence.
I MIGHT FINALLY BE FREE
ByJohnJ. Lennon
I
N 2001,I shotandkilleda manbackinBrooklyn. In September 2029, a little less
thantenyearsfromnow,I’ll seetheparoleboard. I’ll tell them that I am sorry for
killingandtakeresponsibility.ThenI’ll suggest,trying not tosound too smug about it,
thatperhapsassessingmy CV andcareerasa prison journalist is a better way to predict
myfuture risk—orsuccess—insociety.They’lllikely let me go. As long as you’re not a
serialkiller,a copkiller, a personwithseriousmental illness and no support, or the guy
whokilledtheotherJohnLennon,you’ll probablybegranted parole in this new criminal-
justice-reformera. I’ll be52.Nottooyoung,nottooold.
I oftenlookoutmy SingSingcellwindowandwatch the sailboats blow by on the Hudson,
themountainsturninggreenandbrownandwhite.I think about getting out in ten years.
I picture myselfat work,maybeintheglass-walledoffices of Esquire, 21 stories above my old
Hell’sKitchenManhattanneighborhood,staringoff with the 30-year prison gaze, still stuck
inmyheadat my desk,occasionallylaughingandtalking to myself, like I used to do all of
thoseyearsinthesolitudeofmycell.I hopemy colleagues won’t mind.
I thinkaboutshallowshit,too.I needseveral teethimplanted (all they do is pull them out
inhere),andI wantveneers,andI wanta one-bedroom in Manhattan, in a high-rise building
withamenities.AndI wanttosportFerragamo,cashmere scarves, and peacoats. It’s
conflicting,I imagine,tohearhowsomeonewhooncetook a life thinks about living a good
life.Evenstill,I don’t wantyoualltoresentmeforwanting these nice things for myself.
I thinkabouthowit willbetoliveinsociety withthenarrative of my past just a few fingertip
swipesaway. What willthedatingscenebelike?I imagine I’ll meet someone, tell them my name,
andthey’ll stalkmeoutandghost measif I were thebogeyman. Or they’ll be intrigued,
subconsciouslywaitingformetobecomedarkandmanipulative, like a true-crime villain.
FEB 21
TheArmy
Corpsof Engi
neersreleases
fiveproposals
forhowto
protectthecity
fromsealevel
rise.
FEB 22
It’srevealed
that 245
childrenhave
beenseparated
fromfamilies
sincethepolicy
was“ended.”
FEB 25
Aneditorialin
Naturewarns
thatchanges
tohumandiet
areurgently
neededto
avoid
catastrophic
climate
change.
FEB 23
Drone spying
by exes is a
thing, British
police reveal.
Produced in
collaboration
with
The Marshall
Project.