What ever happened to The Atlantic’s attention to detail? Articles don’t use balanced quotes, have ‘--’ rather than ‘–’ emdashes, and now sound like a teenager's angry blog with opening lines such as “things are fucked up” referring to one’s private life.
He is obviously not particularly thrilled with getting divorced and having to move from a city that he is fond of, to a smaller, less interesting location, so I think we can cut him some slack. This subject didn't seem to require that he write in the style of John Updike, after all.
