8 JULY 1934 • 16 JUNE 2021
Hypocrisy is the grease that keeps society functioning in an agreeable way, by allowing for human fallibility and reconciling the seemingly irreconcilable human needs for order and pleasure.
Those are the words, unmistakable for their wit and moral clarity, of Janet Malcolm, from her most famous book, The Journalist and the Murderer. They’re not words she lived by personally, however. She cheerfully sent back wine at restaurants and chided anyone who read a certain dire translation of Anna Karenina.
Her theme as a writer, as it emerged in now-canonical works of literary reportage, was the impossibility of objective truth – in psychoanalysis, journalism, biography and criminal justice. Yet she was a moralist, not a nihilist. She was also a prolific creator of collages,…