2011

You are currently browsing the yearly archive for 2011.

"Can't afford to pay out the nose."

Help me get married! (NYC)

Hey. I know this is probably inappropriate and there’s probably some stigma that goes along with it, but I am looking for an engagement ring. The thing is, I’m a student and can’t afford to pay out the nose for one. So if you have one that you’re not using for whatever reason (cold feet, jilted lover, just feel like being charitable) and feel like parting with it and making a little money on the side, you’d be doing me a great favor! I figure there’s enough stories of broken engagements out there that someone must have a ring that they’re willing to part with, especially if it means bringing happiness to someone else. If you have one, please send me some info on it and what you would like for it.

Only 54 miles per hour but still pretty cool. (Thanks Open Culture.)

The loving couple as they appeared on the cover of "Harper's Weekly." They were much more attractive than this depiction suggests.

Two of New York’s tiniest residents were the principals of one of the largest weddings in the history of the city. It was in 1863 that Charles Stratton, better known as diminutive P.T. Barnum attraction General Tom Thumb, took a bride in the form of fellow little person performer Queen Lavinia Warren. The ceremony was held at Grace Episcopal Church and Barnum made certain that it was the social event of the year.

The New York Times was on the scene to file a breathless 5,000-word article in its February 11, 1863 edition, which was subtitled: “Marriage of General Tom Thumb and the Queen of Beauty. Who They Are, What They Have Done, Where They Came from, Where They Are Going. Their Courtship and Wedding Ceremonies, Presents, Crowds of People.” A few excerpts about the insane scene follow.

••••••••••

“Those who did and those who did not attend the wedding of Gen. Thomas Thumb and Queen LAVINIA WARREN composed the population of this great Metropolis yesterday, and thenceforth religious and civil parties sink into comparative insignificance before this one arbitrating query of fate — Did you or did you not see Tom Thumb married?

The Scriptures tell us that a little matter kindleth a great flame, and that being the case, no one need be surprised that two little matters should create such a tremendous hullabaloo, such a furore of excitement, such an intensity of interest in the feminine world of New-York and its neighborhood, as have the loves of our Lilliputians. We say ‘feminine world,’ because there were more than twenty thousand women in this City yesterday morning up and dressed an hour and a half before their usual time, solely and simply because of the approaching nuptials of Mr. STRATTON and Miss WARREN. They didn’t all have cards of admission, oh no, but it wasn’t their fault. Fathers were flattered, husbands were hectored, brothers were bullied and cousins were cozened into buying, begging, borrowing, in some way or other getting tickets of admission to the grand affair.

The marriage of Gen. Tom Thumb cannot be treated as an affair of no moment — in some respects it is most momentous. Next to LOUIS NAPOLEON, there is no one person better known by reputation to high and low, rich and poor, than he.”

••••••••••

Barnum was a very distant relation of the General and taught him how to sing, dance, mime and do imitations. (Image by Mathew Brady Studio.)

“Long before the hour appointed for the ceremony, a great concourse had gathered OUTSIDE THE CHURCH, and that portion of Broadway between Union-square and Ninth-street was literally crowded, if not packed, with an eager and expectant populace. All classes of society were represented, not excluding the ‘spectacle man’ and the woman retailer of apples. As the time approached for the ceremony of the nuptials, the crowd increased in density, every one exhibiting the most impatient desire to catch a glimpse at the happy pair when they should arrive. All the buildings in the vicinity of the church were made subservient to the general curiosity, and not a door, or window, or balcony, which would in the least facilitate view, but was put into practical service. The smiling faces of the thousands of fair ladies thus assembled contributed not a little to the attractiveness and joyfulness of the occasion. The system of police was admirably executed. Order was preserved throughout the entire proceedings, and a general good feeling seemed to exist among the people. Stages, and all vehicles excepting the carriages which contained invited guests and holders of tickets, were turned off Broadway at Ninth-street below the church, and at Twelfth-street above. In the intermediate space, and near each sidewalk, were stationed lines of policemen, who succeeded in maintaining their position until nearly noon, when the multitude became so vast that they were obliged to form new lines nearer the centre of the street. The open space was then hardly of sufficient width to admit of the free passage of carriages, but the drivers threaded their way through, notwithstanding the slight inconveniences which opposed them. To place a correct estimate upon the number of carriages that passed through the line, unless a person stood by and counted them one by one, would be impossible. There was one unbroken chain of them for over two hours preceding the arrival of the ‘little couple.’

••••••••••

Not even Harry Potter and Lady Middlemarch will have such a wedding.

“Policemen were detailed to preserve order in the vicinity of the hotel, as well as of the church. Vehicles were turned off the main thoroughfare at Houston and Spring streets, and the long line of carriages which was noticed at the church, came pouring down toward the place of reception. The crowd followed, and in less than fifteen minutes the street in front of the hotel block was completely choked with human beings. Upon each side of the hotel entrance was displayed the American colors, as was also the National flag upon the roof of the building. The inmates of the carriages, as they alighted, were closely scrutinized by the outsiders, many of whom naturally envied the good fortune which entitled their inferior, perhaps, in social standing to congratulate the married party. Pickpockets, as usual, were busy plying their avocation. Two of that ‘genteel profession,’ however, were discovered in the act, and taken to the station-house.”

••••••••••

“THE RECEPTION WAS A SUCCESS, as, of course, it was expected to be when BARNUM was the head and front of the offending. The brilliant assemblage, the delicious music, the merry laughter, the surging sea of laces, tulle, silk, satin, broadcloth, moire antique, muslin, velvet, furs and fine feathers of every imaginable hue and material, have been unsurpassed even in the gorgeous halls of the Metropolitan. All that the Messrs. LELANDS could do for the guests was done, and if a hundred or so did accidentally stray into the dining room, it seemed to be considered in the programme. All was hilarity, jocularity, fun, amusement and the acme of enjoyment, down to the happy moment when the twain retired.”

Tags: , , ,

The twisted geniuses at Found Footage Festival uncovered this inexplicable 1993 movie which tells the story of life on Earth in 2013. Dropping dead in 2012 has never looked so good. Also: Nut-punches will survive the apocalypse.

"Miami" was originally spelled "Mayaimi."

Henry Flagler dreamed the impossible dream and actually got to live it, if only for a while. A founding partner of Standard Oil, Flagler amassed amazing wealth by 1885 when he decided to transform Florida from swampland into an American Riviera. Soon, his grand hotels dotted places like St. Augustine and West Palm Beach, and he built the Florida East Coast Railroad, which extended all the way down to the city that would become Miami.

But in 1898 Flagler wanted more. To fulfill his plans, he would have to further extend the railroad from Biscayne Bay to Key West, which was roughly 125 miles off the coast. That would require a miracle of engineering. It didn’t happen overnight, but in 1912 Flagler’s Florida Overseas Railroad was completed. The visionary didn’t have much time to bask in his success, however. Flagler died the following year at 83 years old, after a fall in his home. In 1935, a hurricane destroyed the Key West railroad, which was never rebuilt.

An excerpt from Lee Standiford’s Last Train to Paradise about the day the Florida Overseas Railroad opened:

“THE EIGHTH WONDER OF THE WORLD, headlines now bannered, such epithets as ‘Flagler’s Folly’ long forgotten. He had arrayed before him thousands of grateful citizens, along with a multitude of foreign dignitaries and government officials come to pay homage to what had been accomplished solely because of his vision and his unswerving devotion to that objective. Few people in history have accomplished so great a task or lived to experience such a moment as Flagler did.

The man he hired to bring his dream to fruition had died on the job and hundreds of other men had lost their lives as well, and despite all bromides otherwise, some weight of their passing had to have rested upon Flagler’s shoulders. Storms weathered, court fights fought, political enemies bested, impossible engineering problems solved, good men buried, rails joined at last. So many currents, so many thoughts and notions to meld and comprehend, after eighty-two years of life.

There’s no way to fathom how much of this had passed through his mind that day, but on his way off the platform Flagler placed a hand on Parrott‘s shoulder and whispered, ‘Now I can die happy. My dream is fulfilled.'”

Tags:

Congressman Leo Ryan was an inveterate reformer, critical of conditions in slums and prisons and an early opponent of Scientology.

David Isay’s excellent StoryCorps site, which allows people to share oral histories, has new audio from Erin Ryan, whose father, Congressman Leo Ryan, was assassinated during a 1978 fact-finding mission in Guyana as prelude to the Jonestown massacre. She was recorded in Washington D.C. in the days after the attempt on Congresswoman Gabrielle Giffords’ life. An excerpt:

“The night before he went on the trip to Jonestown, he had had dinner at my apartment. I was going to college at Georgetown University, trying to teach myself how to cook, and it was just a chance to hang out with my dad. Dad had done a lot of adventurous things in hid life, and everything had always turned out well, so we didn’t talk a lot about the trip. You know, I think looking back if I had known more I might have been more concerned. I heard the news around eight or nine o’clock in the evening, and there was a flash news report on the television that said that a congressman has been shot and possibly killed…pretty much that was it. It was gut-wrenching to not know what was happening. I mean, I can still feel it to this day when I think about it. It was brutal, and we struggled then for a very long time. You know, my message to the families of the victims of this tragedy with Congresswoman Giffords and those who were killed…for me it’s been 32 years and it can still bring me to tears, but you can’t make that a defining moment of your life. I’ve always said to myself that I was lucky that he was my dad, and that I was lucky to have had him for the years that I had him…and that’s what you have to hold on to.”

Tags: , , ,

"Now is your chance to get rid of that ugly thing without feeling guilty." (Image by Cassius Marcellus Coolidge.)

UGLY Paintings Wanted! (Bergen County, NJ)

Remember that gross old painting hanging above granny’s sofa? Well I need it!

2 of them actually.

If you are throwing out medium to large size worthless, somewhat unattractive or very ugly paintings in frames, please contact me! Landscapes are a plus!

My friend and I want to use them for an art project.

Now is your chance to get rid of that ugly thing without feeling guilty about throwing it in the trash. It will be put to good use!

Prince Charles, before he completely stopped caring. (Image by Allan Warren.)

In January, the former empire known as Great Britain knocked cold-as-fuck Canada off its perch as Afflictor Nation champion, sending us the most unique visitors of any foreign country.  Here are the top five finishers:

  1. Great Britain
  2. Canada
  3. Germany
  4. Netherlands
  5. India

Tags:

The cover of a 1911 Moses King guidebook predicted New York City's future pretty accurately.

David W. Dunlap has an incredibly fun slideshow on the New York Times site, which recalls urban planning from NYC’s past that was wildly bold and wholly unrealistic. An excerpt:

“Sobersided planners and wide-eyed visionaries thought this astonishing pace of transformation would never abate. A dreamer named W. Parker Chase proposed in 1932 that the 50 million people living in New York City 50 years on would ride vacuum-tube escalators and take air taxis to their 250-story office towers. The Regional Plan Association envisioned a 1,200-foot-long bathhouse complex at Great Kills Park on Staten Island. Robert Moses, who usually had the power to get things done, tried to persuade the United Nations to build a Brasília-like center at Flushing Meadow Park in Queens. (Midtown Manhattan, he warned in 1946, would by then ‘not be a proper, dignified and practical location’ for the United Nations.)

Dr. John A. Harriss, a distinguished expert on traffic control, went as far as to propose damming and draining the East River, before replacing it with a five-mile-long network of vehicular and train tunnels topped by boulevards and promenades. Pure folly? Not to the advocates of Westway, a highway that would have tunneled through landfill in the Hudson River until the plan was scuttled in 1985.”

Tags: , ,

The wheel, still in use.

NPR’s Robert Krulwich had an interesting conversation with Kevin Kelly of Wired. Kelly claimed to the disbelieving host that no tool or technology in the history of the Earth has ever gone extinct on a global scale. Krulwich can’t believe the assertion but has yet to disprove it. An excerpt:

“He said, ‘I can’t find any [invention, tool, technology] that has disappeared completely from Earth.’

Nothing? I asked. Brass helmets? Detachable shirt collars? Chariot wheels?

Nothing, he said.

Can’t be, I told him. Tools do hang around, but some must go extinct.

If only because of the hubris — the absolute nature of the claim — I told him it would take me a half hour to find a tool, an invention that is no longer being made anywhere by anybody.

Go ahead, he said. Try.

If you listen to our Morning Edition debate, I tried carbon paper (still being made), steam powered car engine parts (still being made), Paleolithic hammers (still being made), 6 pages of agricultural tools from an 1895 Montgomery Ward & Co. Catalogue (every one of them still being made), and to my utter astonishment, I couldn’t find a provable example of an technology that has disappeared completely.”

Tags: ,

Julius Fromm died in London from a heart attack just days after the Allies' won WWII.

Julius Fromm was a German chemist who improved the condom, democratized its use and built a fortune from rubber. But he was Jewish so his empire was subsumed by the Nazis in 1938. An excerpt from an article about his life in the Berlin Review of Books (Thanks Instapaper):

“Julius Fromm then hit upon the idea of making condoms. The early condoms from the eighteenth century were generally made of animal intestines, and were used primarily by wealthy men – like Giacomo Casanova, who referred to them as ‘English riding coats’ – to protect against the incurable syphilis. These condoms were difficult to use, diminished pleasure, frequently broke, and offered only limited protection against venereal diseases. In 1893 the American industrialist Charles Goodyear developed rubber vulcanisation. When the sap of the rubber tree is formed into rubber, then treated with sulphur and heated to high temperatures, it forms an elastic and durable material that can be used to make raincoats, shoes, tyres and condoms which rather looked like bicycle inner tubes with bulging seams. Later a dipping method was invented that made possible the production of thinner and seamless condoms. Julius Fromm saw a market he could tap into and founded his company in 1914, opening a small workshop in the Bötzow area in the Prenzlauer Berg district of Berlin. With World War I and the liberalisation of sexual values in the Weimar Republic, the demand for condoms exploded and Fromm’s business quickly expanded, and he established factories near the Spree River in Berlin-Mitte.”

Tags: , ,

As this 15-minute video shows, Silicon Valley emerged as the center of the tech world due to a dispute about semiconductor research among scientists in 1957. A mutiny of sorts by eight employees of transistor inventor William Shockley paved the way for the area to become the nonpareil computing community. An excerpt from a New York Times article about the scuttlebutt:

SEPT. 18, 1957: Revolt of the Nerds

Fed up with their boss, eight lab workers walked off the job on this day in Mountain View, Calif. Their employer, William Shockley, had decided not to continue research into silicon-based semiconductors; frustrated, they decided to undertake the work on their own. The researchers — who would become known as ‘the traitorous eight’ — went on to invent the microprocessor (and to found Intel, among other companies). ‘Sept. 18 was the birth date of Silicon Valley, of the electronics industry and of the entire digital age,’ says Mr. Shockley’s biographer, Joel Shurkin.”

Tags:

"I haven't ever been to a therapist before, but my fiance has."


ARTIST hoping to barter for couple’s counselling (manhattan)

I haven’t ever been to a therapist before, but my fiance has.

I want this to last, and I want to trade art or other labor for sessions to give us the tools to make a lasting relationship.

please help.

"...memories of slavery, the Civil War and Jesse James."

Some people tell a certain story at a particular time and everyone wants to believe it, even though it couldn’t possibly be true. Usually, these tall tales have something to do with unattainable wealth of one kind or another and our deep desire to possess it. Charlie Smith was just such a storyteller and his wealth was longevity. No one will argue that he didn’t have a very good run, but Smith didn’t make it as close to 137 as he wanted people to believe.

Smith became something of a minor celebrity in the 1960s-70s with his “memories” of life on plantations and on the frontier, claiming to have been born in 1842 (though documents uncovered later put lie to these assertions). His renown grew to the point that he was invited to watch the moon launch at the Kennedy Space Center. He doubted aloud (without irony) that the space mission was anything but a hoax.

Life magazine took Smith very seriously in its October 13, 1972 issue, providing an interesting story if not a factual one. An excerpt from the article:

“A researcher from the Martin Luther King Center in Boston traveled to Barstow, Florida, late last month to stick a microphone into the deeply furrowed face of Charlie Smith. The purpose was to add Smith’s recollections to the center of the black oral history bank.

What could this retired candy store owner from backwoods Florida have to offer? Among other things, memories of slavery, the Civil War and Jesse James.

Charlie Smith has become the object of historical research because he has obtained the incredible age of 130. He is the oldest living American. For three hours Smith talked into the tape recorder, and even sang a couple of frontier ballads. He described being lured onto a slave ship in Liberia by tales of ‘fritter trees’ in far-off America, then being put on an auction ship in New Orleans. He wound up on a Texas plantation owned by a Charlie Smith, whose name he adopted. Freed during the Civil War, Smith told of years as a cowpuncher, gambler, bootlegger and outlaw.”

Tags:

"Alvini appeared on the stage in a flowing Japanese gown and tossed balls in the air." (Image by J. J. Grandville.)

In the years right around 1900, there was no bigger miscreant than the professional juggler, as the following trio of articles from the Brooklyn Daily Eagle attests.

••••••••••

“Nerve of a Juggler” (August 25, 1893) “Every one has heard that a juggler must have a steady nerve. The popular belief is that he never dissipates. That is incorrect. A juggler doing his turn each day at a concert hall in Chicago of ten goes on stage carrying a heavy ‘load,’ yet he performs his feats with as much certainty as when he is sober. Sometimes he becomes joyous and gives free entertainments. The other day he stepped up to a soda fountain for a glass of seltzer. While the young man was drawing the beverage the juggler picked up four silver glass holders and began a little exercise, keeping all four in the air at the same time. A girl who was eating an ice cream soda dropped her spoon and ran into the street. The boy with the apron simply said: ‘Please don’t.’ The juggler begged pardon in a thick and unsteady voice, drank his seltzer, and, after solemnly winking at the female cashier, departed.”

••••••••••

“Juggler Alvini Arrested” (April 22, 1889) “William D. Alvini, the juggler who was arrested last night while performing at a sacred concert at the Park Theater, New York, was held for trial in $300 bail by Justice O’Reilly at Jefferson Market Court to-day. Alvini appeared on the stage in a flowing Japanese gown and tossed balls in the air. Roundsman Coughlan thereupon arrested the juggler for violation of the Amusement law.”

••••••••••

“Think He Is Crazy” (February 1, 1901) “John Weston, 33 years old, who said that he was a physician and had a home at 311 East Fourteenth street, Manhattan, was sent to jail this morning by Magistrate Brenner pending an investigation into his mental condition. He was arrested late last night on Myrtle avenue, apparently very tipsy and acting strangely. When he was locked up he changed his occupation and declared that he was a prize fighter. Then, after a while he asserted that he was an actor.

“I never fought but once on my life,’ he said to the doorman. ‘That was when I had four whiskies and two beers and had to fight for a cigar.’

Then he laughed the weird laugh of a man out of his wits. This morning he said to Magistrate Brenner that his business was juggling with Indian clubs. ‘I’m only waiting now for the executive committee,’ he added.

‘The executive committee may get you yet,’ commented to the Magistrate as he wrote out the commitment for the prisoner’s removal to the jail.”

Tags: , , ,

"I find some of my new works disturbing, just as I find nature as a whole disturbing."

Not even Henri-Georges Clouzot’s The Mystery of Picasso, a great 1956 close-up of the Cubist at work, can touch Thomas Riedelsheimer’s Rivers and Tides for revealing the artistic process. Spectacularly photographed, the film shows British sculptor Andy Goldsworthy twisting and bending elements of nature into stunning site-specific creations that are so singular that it would appear no one else on the planet would have thought of them if Goldsworthy hadn’t urged them into existence.

Goldsworthy uses the earth as a medium, working with twigs, icicles, stones, moss and flowers to create gorgeous sculptures, most of which are swept away by wind or water soon after he photographs them. The film follows him as he decamps from his Scottish home to work on a commission in Nova Scotia. Soft-spoken and extremely self-aware, Goldsworthy eagerly battles the elements–trying to find harmony with them, not conquer them–which can be a challenging task. He repeatedly attempts to build a cairn on the beach as the tide approaches, but his frustration mounts as the structure collapses four times. But Goldsworthy ultimately grows philosophical about his lack of success on this particular day, understanding that the threat of failure nourishes his art. “Total control can be the death of work,” he asserts.

On some level, Goldsworthy realizes that total control–of nature or himself–in an impossibility. He acknowledges going through withdrawal symptoms if his bare hands aren’t consistently molding the earth. He seems puzzled, almost spooked by his obsessive need to fathom the environment’s possibilities and mysteries, understanding that nature itself may be more knowable than human nature.

Recent Film Posts:

Tags: ,

Chang, the Chinese Giant.

P.T. Barnum founded the first New York dime museum in 1841, but in the years after the Civil War they really proliferated throughout the city. Despite the word “museum,” there was no fine art on display in these exhibition halls–just sideshow and freak acts. The following are actual dime museum attractions that were advertised during the 1880s in the Brooklyn Daily Eagle.

••••••••••

  • Barney Baldwin, the Living Man with the Broken Neck
  • The Iowa Giantess (weighs 450 pounds with a luxuriant beard)
  • Professor Smith and His Wonderful Goat
  • Mr. Gus Alward and His Talking Hand
  • Chang, the Chinese Giant
  • Tisha Booty, the Human Pin Cushion
  • Venus, Empress of the Aerial Wire
  • The Wild Australian Boy
  • Mr. Edwards, the Wonderful Change Artist
  • Mlle. Elward and Her Wonderful Mind Reading
  • The Champion Lady Pedestrian of the World
  • Millie Christine, Two-Headed Nightingale
  • Reily, Prince of Jugglers
  • Whiston, the Humorist
  • The Albino Lady
  • Walter Stuart, a Man with Head and Body
  • Baron Littlefinger
  • Man Fish
  • Vanolar the Great
  • The Leopard Boy
  • The Animated Skeleton
  • The Wonderful Turk
  • Guiteau, the Assassin
  • Rhoda, the Herodian Mystery

 

Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , ,

Numbers and those who crunch them are all the rage in sports today, but as this 1959 video of the Case Institute of Technology basketball team shows, it’s nothing new. The assistant coach was an undergraduate computer wizard named Don Knuth who fed data into an IBM 650 to help improve his school’s chances. Knuth went on to become a legend in the field of computing and is currently Professor Emeritus at Stanford University. An excerpt from an interview at computer history.org in which Knuth recalls the first time he saw a computer:

“Later on in my freshman year there arrived a machine that, at first,  I could see only through the glass window. They called it a computer. I think it was actually called the IBM 650 ‘Univac.’ That was a funny name, because Univac was a competing brand. One night a guy showed me how it worked, and gave me a chance to look at the manual. It was love at first sight. I could sit all night with that machine and play with it.”

Tags:

"Lol, awkward!" (Image by Xnatedawgx.)

Selling my urine

Lol, awkward! Truth be told I know some of you need clean urine samples. 23 year old female here, never done drugs ever and don’t drink/smoke. If you need some urine let me know with the price your willing to pay for it. Hit me up.

Neysa McMein displays her patriotic side in New York City in 1917.

This classic photograph shows commercial artist and portraitist Neysa McMein serving as a flag bearer during a 1917 New York City parade. The image originally appeared in the New York Times, but the photographer is unknown. McMein moved to New York from Illinois and became a wildly successful commercial artist who created covers for the Saturday Evening Post and numerous women’s publications of the day. She was also a steadfast member of the Algonquin Round Table and a feminist and early joiner of the Lucy Stone League, which believed women should keep their names after marriage. An excerpt about her from the Harpo Marx book, Harpo Speaks!:

“The biggest love affair in New York City was between me–along with two dozen other guys–and Neysa McMein. Like me, Neysa was an unliterary, semi-literate gate-crasher at the Algonquin. But unlike me, she was beautiful and bursting with talk and talent. A lot of us agreed she was the sexiest gal in town. Everybody agreed she was the best portrait and cover artist of the times.

Her studio was our third most favorite hangout, after the Algonquin and Woollcott‘s apartment. We had some wonderful parties at Neysa’s place, and I was always the last to leave.”

One of McMein's covers, a 1917 "Post" that also featured an article by Sinclair Lewis.

Tags: , ,

1970s tabletop Sony Trinitron TV. (Image by Daniel Christensen.)

Jeff Yang of the San Francisco Gate has written an article about how Steve Jobs Apple ethos was formed in large part because of his almost fetishistic devotion to former Sony CEO Masaru Ibuka. Ibuka didn’t worry about losing market share in the short run–he wanted, like Jobs subsequently would, to create transformative products and win the future. An excerpt:

“‘Ibuka was really the heart and soul of the company,’ says [Alan] Deutschman, who wrote about Sony’s elder statesman in his most recent book, Walk the Walk. ‘He was the one responsible for Sony’s sense of purpose. This was a company that was launched in a Tokyo that had been leveled by firebombing in World War II, that had experienced the kind of destruction associated with Hiroshima and Nagasaki, and whose residents were facing homelessness, hunger and desperation. And yet Ibuka laid out a mission statement for Sony that was aimed at changing the world.’

That statement was simple and to the point: ‘Sony will be the company that is most known for transforming the global image of Japanese goods as being of poor quality.’ It defined Sony by what it would not do — make bad products — making it something of an omission statement, if you will.

Masaru Ibuka: "We will only do breakthrough technology."

By way of example, Deutschman tells the story of how Sony entered the color TV marketplace, noting that in the Sixties, when color TV was going from 3% to 25% of the market, Sony was one of the few electronics companies that didn’t sell a color model. ‘People were telling Ibuka, ‘You have to come in to this market, everyone will take your market share,’ says Deutschman. ‘And Ibuka refused, saying, ‘No, we will only do great products. We will only do high quality goods. We will only do breakthrough technology.”

As a result, the company found itself in a precarious financial situation, losing out to its primary rivals — until it came upon the aperture-grille technology that Sony unveiled in 1966 as the core of the Trinitron TV. A full 25% brighter than its rivals, Trinitron became the best-selling color TV for the next quarter century.

‘At the time, Sony was committed to not releasing a crappy product just because the market was there; they waited until they had a truly revolutionary innovation, combined it with great design and then profited from it for long, long time,’ says Deutschman. ‘For decades, Sony was a perfect place for engineers to fully use their creativity, because it was focused on bringing real meaning and benefit to society by making great products.'”

Tags: , , ,

A really well-made film that was apparently originally shown in movie theaters.

Before pro sports was a multi-billion-dollar business and athletes needed to be gigantic and juiced, a pool cue and incredible hand-eye coordination was sufficient to make someone a national star, even if they possessed a paunch and appeared unable to outrun a cigarette machine. Such was the case of Willie Mosconi, a working-class Philadelphia boy who displayed prodigious facility for the game from a tender age. Considered dapper by the modest standards of the pool hall, Mosconi was, along with fellow billiards wizard Minnesota Fats, one of the most famous “athletes” in America during the ’60s and ’70s.

Winning Pocket Billiards is a handsomely covered 1965 instructional book by Mosconi. There are a generous number of photos that show how to make the trick shots that Mosconi had mastered (as if) and a foreword that explains how he came to be so great at the game even though his father, who owned a pool hall, initially dreamed his son would become a great vaudeville performer. An excerpt:

“At the age of seven, Willie was launched on a round of exhibitions leading to a widely advertised match with another billiard prodigy, ten-year-old Ruth McGinnis. He won easily with a high run of 40. With the praise of an amazed audience still ringing in his ears, Willie ‘retired.’

As he tells it now, ‘I was disenchanted and confused. Earlier my dad had tried to prevent me from learning the game, and then he pushed me into it too fast.’

At the age of seventeen, the illness of both parents necessitated his leaving high school before graduation. In the Depression year of 1929, Willie became an upholsterer’s apprentice, starting at $8 a week and dexterously progressing to a piecework job for $40 per week before he was fired. He and his boss exchanged punches in disagreement over Willie’s request for a day off to watch the Athletics start winning the World Series.

Jobless and broke, Willie mustered courage, and revived a neglected touch at pool to enter and win a local tournament with a $75 first prize. He went on to finish third in the city championship that year. That might be the year that Willie cast the pattern of his life.”

___________________________

Mosconi showing off on I’ve Got a Secret, 1962:

Tags: ,

It’s that thing that’s about to devastate your medium, Bryant.

Tags: ,

"An hour after his demise the body was placed in an ice coffin."

Along with his brothers Louis and Willie, acrobat Rudolph Mette was part of a high-flying nineteenth-century circus act, but he was brought low by drink and found dead in a Brooklyn stable one summer evening in 1887. The July 3 Brooklyn Daily Eagle provided a brief postmortem of the trapeze man. An excerpt:

“Rudolph Mette, aged 41, one of the celebrated Mette Brothers, acrobats, was found dead at 11:30 o’clock last evening in the hay loft of Henry Hamilton’s stable, on Bedford avenue and North Fifth street.

It was rumored that he had died from alcoholism, but Mr. Hamilton says that the cause of his death was congestive chills.

An hour after his demise the body was placed in an ice coffin and Coroner Lindsay was notified. Mette has a sister residing on Graham avenue and another living in New York. Should either of them refuse to bury him Mr. Hamilton will defray the funeral expenses.

The Mette brothers were among the most noted acrobats of this century, having been connected with Barnum’s, Forepaugh’s and other circuses. The deceased was the owner of a trick pony at one time, for which, it is said, Barnum offered him $7,000.”

Tags: , , , , , ,

« Older entries § Newer entries »