Thursday, April 28, 2011

Katie Couric and Exxon Mobil

The American economy grew 1.8% in the first quarter of 2011. In that same quarter, Exxon Mobil profits grew by 69%.

Katie Couric, on the CBS Evening News tonight: “Exxon wants you to know less than 3% of its profits come from gas and diesel fuel sales.” Gee, for a minute there I thought something was out of whack.

At the CPG Co.

On lockdown at the CPG Co. Back tomorrow for Duke Ellington’s birthday.

Wednesday, April 27, 2011

Birthday notebooks

It seems to be a custom for Indian politicians to receive birthday presents from constituents. Satej Patil, Minister of State in Maharashtra, India, accepts only notebooks, which he then gives to schoolchildren. Since 2007, he has distributed 16.27 lakh notebooks to 3.80 lakh students — 1,627,000 notebooks to 380,000 students.

(found via Notebook Stories)

Update, 1:38 p.m.: I e-mailed Minister Patil to commend him for this effort. He hopes that others will follow his example.

[Lakh: “a hundred thousand,” “via Hindi from Sanskrit lakṣa” (New Oxford American Dictionary).]

Tuesday, April 26, 2011

Old Typewriter


[Old Typewriter. Photograph by Todd McLellan. Available as a print from 20x200. Click for a larger view.]

You may have seen the headline yesterday or today: “Last typewriter factory left in the world closes its doors.” Make that the last manual-typewriter factory. Brother and Swintec still produce electronic typewriters. Swintecs are still in use in the NYPD.

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Monday, April 25, 2011

The Clabber Girl Museum

The Clabber Girl Museum in Terre Haute, Indiana, is a delight for anyone interested in American material culture. Clabber Girl: as in baking powder, a product of Hulman & Company, which began as a grocery wholesaler in the mid-nineteenth century. The 1893 Hulman Building houses the museum, whose contents are, well, varied: advertising signage, a hansom cab, a massive generator wheel, old telephones, pneumatic tubes for interoffice memos, a 1912 Burroughs adding machine, a Remington manual typewriter, ledgers, a walk-in safe, WWII ration books, S&H Green Stamps, a Western Union clock (“Official Time,” it says), and recreations of a Victorian parlor and a 1940s kitchen. Now-defunct Hulman brands stand in boxed and canned majesty on shelves and in vitrines: Dauntless Butter Beans, Farmers Pride Chopped Turnip Greens, Presto Cleanser. My favorite thing: a program from a 1937 Clabber Girl Baking Powder Salesmen’s Dinner Dance. The vegetables of course were canned.

Elaine and I made a second discovery this weekend: driving home, we took an exit we’d never taken and ended up on the charming Lost Bearings Road.

[Clabber: “milk that has naturally clotted on souring” (New Oxford American Dictionary). It was mixed with potash to make a leaven. Clabber Girl Double Acting Baking Powder contains cornstarch, sodium bicarbonate, anhydrous sodium aluminum sulfate and monocalcium phosphate.]

Saturday, April 23, 2011

Infinite Jest dream

In a dream: my students and I were sitting and talking about how to write David Foster Wallace’s novel. And someone said, “Why don’t you try some broken ones, and a mercury-chilling motif?”

One dream-source: a phrase from late in the novel that’s been running in my head, “people broken into pieces and trying to join.” Another: the blizzard of the novel’s final sections.

This is the second Infinite Jest dream I’ve had while teaching the novel. In the first, I was walking on North Harvard Street in Allston, on my way to Harvard Square. I used to take that walk often — it was quicker than taking the T and easier than finding a space to park. In my dream, it looked like rain, and I had no umbrella, but I wasn’t concerned, because I knew my wife Elaine could drive from Illinois and pick me up.

Other Infinite Jest posts
Attention : Description : Loveliness : Mike Huckabee : “Night-noises” : Novelty : Romance : Sadness : : Steve Jobs : Telephony : Television

How to improve writing (no. 35)

My son Ben sent me something in need of improvement, from a New York Times article about sauropods:

Nothing in the dinosaur world was quite like the sauropods. They were huge, some unbelievably gigantic, the biggest animals ever to lumber across the land, consuming everything in sight. Their necks were much longer than a giraffe’s, their tails just about as long and their bodies like an elephant’s, only much more so.
As Ben asks, “What does it mean to have a body like an elephant’s, ‘only much more so’?“

More so can provide a nice comic effect. Imagine Ralph Kramden speaking to Alice: “You’re exactly like your mother, Alice, just like her — only more so!” But in the sauropod sentence, the phrase makes no sense: a sauropod can resemble an elephant to the extent that it does, not more so. My guess is that “much more so” here means “much larger.”

[This post is no. 35 in a series, “How to improve writing,” dedicated to improving stray bits of public prose. Thanks, Ben!]

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Friday, April 22, 2011

The corrupted-file trick

Two recent searches that led to Orange Crate Art: how to fake emailing a paper to your professor and turning in paper late corrupt file trick. Sigh.

Attention, students: Don’t try it. Your teachers are likely aware of this trick. Even if they’re not, a file that refuses to open is your problem, not theirs. When getting such a file, few if any teachers will feel anything other than the feeling that they’re being had. When they figure out what you’ve done, you are likely to be in even deeper trouble for having engaged in academic misconduct.

Attention, teachers: When you get a file that won’t open, it’s likely that you’re dealing a student who didn’t take the advice I just offered. Open the file with a text-editor. Do you see a paper or other project amid the encoding? If not, you’re being had.

The lunatic fringe again

As my wife Elaine remembered and confirmed last night, “lunatic fringe” first referred to hair. She remembered what Ma says in Laura Ingalls Wilder’s Little Town on the Prairie (1941):

“And I can’t think that a lunatic fringe is the most becoming way to do your hair. It makes any girl’s ears appear larger to comb the hair up back of them and to have that mat of bangs above the forehead.”
Fred Shapiro explains it all:
In the Yale Book of Quotations, I gave the standard sourcing for this political/social expression:
[Of an international exhibition of modern art:] The lunatic fringe was fully in evidence, especially in the rooms devoted to the Cubists and Futurists, or Near-Impressionists.

Theodore Roosevelt, Outlook, March 29, 1913
More recently, I searched for lunatic fringe in historical databases. To my surprise, I found many uses from before 1913 — all in a very different sense from Roosevelt’s. Here are a few:
“The girls!” exclaimed Miss Lizzie, lifting her eyebrows till they met the “lunatic fringe” of hair which straggled uncurled down her forehead.

Oliver Optic’s Magazine, February 1874

“LUNATIC Fringe” is the name given to the fashion of cropping the hair and letting the ends hang down over the forehead.

Wheeling Daily Register, July 24, 1875

The “lunatic fringe” is still the mode in New York hair-dressing.

Chicago Inter Ocean, May 24, 1876
It appears, then, that Teddy Roosevelt was playing on an existing phrase. His usage was a metaphorical extension of an expression previously applied to bangs — evidently, bangs that were considered outré. Fringe is still used in Britain for bangs, but the usage has been abandoned for so long in the United States that lexicographers were completely unaware of the coiffure-related prehistory of lunatic fringe.
The Oxford English Dictionary traces the phrase to another 1913 Roosevelt sentence: “There is apt to be a lunatic fringe among the votaries of any forward movement.” Or backward.

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Lunatic fringe

Thursday, April 21, 2011

Lunatic fringe

That hair. “Lunatic fringe,” said Elaine, and she said I should post it here. See also these posts. Thanks, Elaine.