R.I.P. Jack Ziegler

There used to be regular modernization of wit in the New Yorker such as the one Jack Ziegler worked out after a couple-three years in the mag. But after him the most noteworthy development is Roz Chast going into full bloom. And indeed, Chast’s memorial pinpoints a key quality: Ziegler updated Thurber’s flair for the absurd.

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