Showing posts with label olden times. Show all posts
Showing posts with label olden times. Show all posts

Tuesday, March 18, 2008

Trendspotting


Here is the opening sentence of an essay by Alfred Stieglitz , from 1897, called "The Hand Camera - Its Present Importance":
Photography as a fad is well-nigh on its last legs, thanks principally to the bicycle craze.
I feel like Alfred Stieglitz wrote that sentence expressly for the Millennial Crier.

That is all.

Tuesday, September 25, 2007

LOL: Part II

Speaking of jokes, I was reading about Renaissance historiography today and I came across this little gem. It's a joke by Francesco Patrizi (1529-97), who was the Dane Cook of the Renaissance, and it goes like this:
Q: What would you call the writer who told you about effects without looking for any causes?
A: A historian.
Cue laughter as endless and pure as that of the YouTube baby; the laughter of men and women all across the Renaissance.
Thinking about old-timey humor often makes me believe the Enlightenment analogy of national history to the progress of a human from infancy to mature adulthood. But then I think of Dane Cook and Robin Williams and my beautiful narrative falls apart. It's like Dane Cook:humor::shocking and unprecedented violence of WWI-Holocaust:history.