Jia Tolentino

It took less than twenty-four hours after Trump’s reëlection for young men to take up a slogan that could define the coming era of gendered regression: “Your body, my choice.”

Both Trump’s and Harris’s campaigns framed the Presidential election as a contest between men and women. Did the results prove them right?

Hern, one of the few physicians who openly perform late abortions, has been receiving death threats since 1973. He thinks women are worse off today than they were back then.

Niche-porn addicts, self-proclaimed feminist allies, and nightmare optimization bros converge in Tony Tulathimutte’s “Rejection.”

The artist’s posthumous album is less an expression of her journey than a guide for the rest of us—a last gift.

Kids are mimicking the semi-professionals they see on their phones, imbibing ideas about beauty rooted in deep desires and capitulations.

This is “Bath Song,” a two-minute-and-fifty-two-second video produced by the children’s-animation juggernaut CoComelon. In the world of babies and toddlers who watch a lot of YouTube, “Bath Song” is “Star Wars,” the moon landing, the white Bronco hurtling across a California freeway. It was uploaded in 2018 and is now the fourth most viewed video on the entire platform. It has been watched nearly seven billion times. Very young children are crazy for CoComelon—a supercharged, brightly colored, P…

Nearly every time we load new content on an app or a Web site, ad-exchange companies—Google being the largest among them—broadcast data about our interests, finances, and vulnerabilities to determine exactly what we’ll see; more than a billion of these transactions take place in the U.S. every hour. Each of us, the data-privacy expert Wolfie Christl told me, has “dozens or even hundreds” of digital identifiers attached to our person; there’s an estimated eighteen-billion-dollar industry for loca…

Park was sitting nearby, in a shaded corner that served, for the day, as video village, the spot on a film set where the production team gathers around monitors to review each take. At sixty, Park, who is Korean, has a mop of silver hair and an obscurely regal demeanor. He wore woven leather sandals and vented performance gear, as if he were about to go fishing. Nearly everyone referred to him as Director Park, following a Korean practice of using the title as an honorific. On set, at any given…

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