Somewhere at the intersection of practical science, high art, dorm room philosophy, and idiosyncratic star-making exists the journalism of Lawrence Weschler, a longtime New Yorker writer and the current head of New York University's Institute for the Humanities. As a sculptor of his own career, he has never been afraid to pithily brand what it is he does. In the 2000s, McSweeney's began publishing a series of unlikely but oddly compelling visual rhymes under the rubric of "convergences." In the '90s, when he was engaged deeply in political journalism, he explained that he was shuttling between "cultural comedies and political tragedies." In the '80s he referred to his profiles as "passion pieces." He defined his subjects as individuals touched by the hand of grace whose lives proceed as such:
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