Mark Hamill profiles often end, and sometimes even begin, with the interviewer confessing that Mark Hamill is their childhood hero. So the 71-year-old has developed all manners of methods, workarounds, niceties, dodges, ducks, and rolls to prevent journalists from Luke-Skywalkering him so hard that he can't even murmur, in the privacy of his own skull, the title of whatever he's promoting. But I'm not here to learn what it's like to spend time with Luke Skywalker. I'm here to go inside the comedic mutation of a man who just entered his eighth decade of life. To understand the muse that led him, after starring as one of the most famous fictional characters ever—a feat he followed with a legendary, 100-plus credit voice acting career—to an entirely new, chaotic era of creativity. |
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We're waiting on summer, but the deals are already here. |
| Plus! Marjorie Taylor Greene called for "decorum" in the chamber. We're in the hands of madmen, friends. |
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Despite the outpouring of grief and disgust following the killing of George Floyd by members of the Minneapolis Police Department three years ago, 2022 saw the most citizens killed by police since a project called Mapping Police Violence started keeping track a decade ago. (The project doesn't get into which have been deemed justified.) The city of New York paid out an astonishing $237 million in fiscal year 2022 to settle personal injury and property damage claims against the NYPD, according to the city comptroller's office, and America's biggest city is not alone in forking over gobs of taxpayer money to cover misconduct claims. The protest movement that erupted in summer 2020 saw calls to address racial discrimination in policing and the use of force. There was even talk of reimagining the role police play, where professionals trained in social work or in responding to mental health crises could be dispatched to some calls, and some department funding could be reallocated to address some of the root causes of crime. So where do we stand three years later? |
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The whipping wind wasn't letting up in the Allan Hills. With each thirty-mile-per-hour blast of polar air that lashed her face, Lauren Lipuma couldn't help but think that there was no escaping the brutality—out there, and all over Antarctica. She was there to visit a field team studying some of the oldest glacier ice in the world for insights into our climate. Lipuma caught a ride that morning on a Twin Otter turboprop plane from McMurdo Station, the U.S.'s primary research station in Antarctica and the continent's largest. An hour later, 135 miles east of McMurdo, there she stood, just trying to survive. Any fallen snow had long since blown away; it was here that scientists had discovered many of the biggest meteorites found on the continent. The ice beneath her feet glowed glacier-blue, as if illuminated from within. This was also the slipperiest place she'd ever been, without question. Even with crampons. Who knew science could be so cinematic, even swashbuckling? |
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