present /&/ correct (13. 676)

Having been a long-time fan and standard go-to resource for vintage stationary, brochures and advertising ephemera, we quite enjoyed this interview with Bloomsbury shop and blog co-founder Neal Whittington on the occasion of their entrance into the world of publishing and share some stories about their finds over the years—sometimes ambitions become deadstock but never surplus to needs. The history of the venture and the curated collections is inspired. Much more from It’s Nice That at the link above. Do explore their sundries.

12x12 (13. 670)

we should rely less on the nazi bar somewhat: Elon Musk is given a pass for his virulent racism on the social media site he owns  

googlewhack: it’s becoming impossible to find old emails for reference—see previously 

pitsur í steinofni: the history of pizza in Iceland 

claim-jumping: taking space prospecting down a notch with no known commodity resources that could be sold profitably on Earth  

pyrocumulonimbus: the wildfires in southwest France have grown so intense that their smoke columns became a thunderstorm, with lightning strikes that ignited new fires  

absurdly optimised: the antithesis of a product review site—via Card House  

spirit airlines: Evangelical preachers, much to the dismay of fellow passengers, are turning planes in pulpits with a captive congregation       

dinopocalypse: all life with the Chicxulub impact zone sixty-six million years ago would have been immediately obliterated and grateful for it 

icc: US is pressuring countries to withdraw from the International Criminal Court, with Chad and Venezuela being the latest to begin the process of leaving the Hague 

today’s special: restaurateurs are increasingly reject AI generated advertising and menus as cheap and lazy and turn to the handmade and bespoke  

blame the home row: a work-around for not reenforcing one’s browser history and being lured into to distraction—we can relate to this 

regular animals: artist Beeple (previously) put the head of Elon Musk on a robot dog for a dynamic art installation in Berlin

synchronoptica

one year ago: balance of trade (with synchronoptica) plus more misheard lyrics

two years ago: JD Vance’s sofa memoirs, nobody reads ads, twirling towards freedom, a phoney controversy over the Olympics opening ceremony plus Friday Night Videos (1983)

three years ago: Martha of Bethany 

four years ago: departing from Newcastle 

five years ago: St Olaf, in-game economies, Lord of the Rings (1954) plus philosophical CAPTCHAs

six years ago: the Seashells of North America, more Universal Everything, the wedding of Prince Charles and Princess Diana (1981) plus Trump’s personal physician

 

7x7 (13. 666)

serenity prayer: the EU can rein in Google and other tech behemoths despite Trump’s threats 

the fun palace: Cedric Price’s modular playground and social laboratory that was never realised  

hot 100: Paste magazine lists the greatest songs of the 1970s—via MetaFilter 

dear stranger: a disturbing experiment in voyeurism that turned into something beautiful  

ǝsᴉʅƎ ɹn̤ᖵ: Beethoven’s bagatelle inverted—originally as a prank—but hauntingly evocative—see also  

hedonic treadmill: welcome to the age of decadence without pleasure  

we used to be able to buy things in this country: the plexiglass retail landscape of America—via Kottke

musca depicta (13. 665)

Subject to various interpretations by art historians, as Boing Boing informs, the “painted fly” was a somewhat of a viral meme in early Renaissance paintings on Europe. Ranging from an emblem of mastery, an in-joke, a symbol of the worthiness and dignity even in small pests to secularise the subject and conversely a symbol of sin, corruption and mortality—included as a form of apotropaic magic, the detailed fly as a conspicuous element features in over twenty extant works from various artists in the Low Countries, Germany and Italy. The pictured Portrait of a Woman of the Hofer Family by an unknown artist (the identity of the sitter is also lost to time) dates from circa 1470 from the Swabian region and currently resides in London’s National Gallery, acquired by Prince Albert and gifted to Queen Victoria in 1863.  The fad seems to have ended around 1510.

synchronoptica 

one year ago:  asymmetrical appeasement (with synchronoptica) plus assorted links to revisit

two years ago: a history of Elvis-officiated weddings

three years ago: sculptor Vinnie Ream plus more links to enjoy

four years ago: Eilean Donan plus the palace of Linlithgow

five years ago: your daily demon, more links, a minor supervillain plus a Yugoslav space opera

six years ago: artist Léon Spilliaert, cartoonist R Sikoryak, even more links plus advances in fusion technology

geopolitical ontology (13. 651)

Courtesy of Maps Mania, we turn to another gem of a xkcd comic from Randall Munroe (previously)in this cartographic flowchart, decision tree that could, in principle help one determine when an otherwise undated, modern era map was made. We especially liked the junctures “Number of Yemens plus Number of Germanys = ?” and is the town between Albuquerque and El Paso called Hot Springs or Truth or Consequences? The mouseover title is “Does the screeching chill your blood and herald death? If yes, banshee. If no, seagull.” Post-2026, we wonder what markers and borders might be used to pinpoint age. Much more at the links above.

dig dug (13. 624)

Neatorama contributor Miss Cellania directs us to Randall Munroe’s latest xkcd webcomic (previously) comparing the depth of the Earth’s holes, manmade and naturally occurring. Chocked full of information, one will want to peruse the full-sized version and there’s even a dedicated wikia, Explain xkcd, that fully annotates and dissects the joke, though not to its detriment and sends one further down the rabbit hole with superlative mines, wells, tunnels and caves, including several record-setting above ground holes. We had no idea that the Kola Superdeep Borehole goes further underground than the Mariana Trench, and learned about the Glomar Challenger oceanic bore that extends two kilometres into the floor of the Pacific and the catastrophic Retsor Salt Mine, which collapsed in 1995 due to groundwater seepage, causing sink locals and draining regional aquifers. This company town, a small hamlet in upstate New York, was established and ran by the mining operator William Forester, Jr, who creatively (see also) reversed the spelling of his last name for the geographic anadrome, generally done to satisfy postal regulations.  Other places named with anagrams and ananyms include El Jobean, Florida after its civil engineer and property developer Joel Bean, Nada, Kentucky after the Dana lumber company that operated the town’s sawmill, Rednaxela Terrace in Hong Kong, transcribing ‘Alexander’ right to left, Orestod and Dotsero, Colorado, two towns on the terminuses of a short railroad line—the later itself derived from dot-zero, a important junction between Denver and Salt Lake City, Tesnus, Texas—sunset backwards and again after a train logo, and Tensed, Idaho, attempted namesake of nineteenth Flemish Jesuit missionary Pieter-Jan De Smet to the Native American peoples of Iowa territory, who as a friend and confidant of Sitting Bull persuaded the Sioux chief to negotiate with the US government and accede to the Treaty of Fort Laramie—a very bad deal for the Lakota, Dakota and Arapaho nations, the US almost immediately violating the terms and annexing their lands—the residents of the Coeur d’Alene reservation wanting to honour the priest (affectionately known as De Grote Zwartrok, the Great Black Skirt) but upon learning that the neighbouring community of De Smet had beat them to it, tried to reverse it but botched up the spelling during the registration process. I wonder if any other traditions have employed anadromes in their toponymy. Do write in and let us know, especially if they involve holes.

notes on notes (13. 607)

With correspondence to our contemporary online landscape of anonymous and atomised enthusiasts and such projects like From the Depths of Wikipedia and a host of niche, speciality sub-Reddits, we discover Notes & Queries—a venerable journal founded in 1849 by House of Lords clerk and researcher William Thorns as a digest for amateur scholars, himself counted among those and a reminder that they do it for love of the subject, and a platform for Victorians to share academic discoveries (notes) and expound on them (queries). The weekly publication’s one time motto was the catch-phrase of Captain Cuttle or Dickens’ Dombey and Son, “When found, make a note of it.”  Still in existence today under the aegis of the Oxford University Press, established as a “medium of inter-communication for literary men [folklorist Eliza Gulch was one of the biggest contributors], artists, antiquaries, genealogists, &c.,” the submitted briefs and replies has held to the original format, with many emulators including a section in The Guardian with the same name. Where do you find the most elaborate pith of his researches? Much more from Public Domain Review at the link above.

synchronoptica

one year ago: subterranean rescues (with synchronoptica) plus a Trump chaos omnibus

two years ago: scanning code from magazines, the artistic side of Samuel Morse plus Surrealistic logos

three years ago: Quintette du Hot Club plus assorted links to revisit 

four years ago: Escape from New York (1981) plus more links to enjoy

five years ago: the equal sign, Afternoon Delight (1976) plus our first stop in Sweden

six years ago: Roman Moselle plus at the foot of the Burgen

social proprioception (13. 598)

Courtesy of Clive Thompson’s latest Linkfest, not only are we rather remarkable obituary for playwright Tom Stoppard whose poetic explanation of chaos theory in Arcadia inspired an audience member, a visiting oncologist to invent the technique of adjuvant systemic chemotherapy as a more effective treatment for breast cancer, through the magic of triangulation, saving untold lives unbeknownst to the author, we have occasion to examine the phenomenon further of happenstance and serendipity of disparate topics coalescing in unexpected ways that we need to be more receptive to. Thompson’s own hedgehog idea and guiding principle (an antidote to the previous post) grew out of a “slow hunch” that took years to germinate to describe the sense-of-self informed by social media, itself engendering amazing feats of coordination and kinship even through the briefest of briefs.

value-captured (13. 597)

Via Kottke, we are directed towards an anti-Bildungsroman about reflections on the growth and development of a digital native and a life squandered in the pursuit of increasingly tantalising internet points and the Overton window, the normative discourse of one’s peers as less than perspective and insight but rather something tethered, untethered and estranging, of others. Vicarious and evangelical, our protagonist aspires to live the life of others—achievable but deferred—and nonetheless consumed with consumption, and in the end, looking back at these parasocial relationships, realises too late it came at the expense of her own dreams and aspirations. While it may strike as a touch sententious and judgemental, that’s the exact impetus for reflection and to evaluate those metrics that malnourish us (sometimes described as gamification but I think that’s a misnomer as the most oppressive ones are the most ungamely) from those that help us reach our potentials.

synchronoptica

one year ago: everything becomes crab (with synchronoptica) 

two years ago: assorted links worth revisiting, a forgotten pioneer of cinematography, swimming with Benjamin Franklin plus France at the polls

three years ago: the first study-abroad programme 

four years ago: assorted links to enjoy plus volcanologist William Hamilton 

five years ago: sliced bread, the Quasi-War of 1798 plus a visit to Fladungen

six years ago: titleist Maurice Binder plus more adventures along the Moselle

🧐 (13. 564)

Courtesy of Kraftfuttermishwerk, we discover the world of how-to instructional reels that well predate but prevision influencers and looksmaxxing in the cache of Movietone News shorts, colourised and remastered carefully to preserve their charm and possibly unintentional humour through the lens of this 1930 tutorial by Count Etienne Louis Philippe Ścibor-Rylski of colonial Singapore, perhaps prompted by reports that the fashion trend had finally arrived in the States, on how to properly wear a monocle, the etiquette surrounding it—for those uncouth Yankees—and how to use it as an effective prop. Monocle drop was the original mic-drop. Click through for more vintage reels curated by Did You See? (including scenes of street life from the same period) and let us know what you find.

kilroy was here (13. 559)

Via Web Curios, we quite enjoyed this well-researched history of one of the first proto-memes (see also here and here) of modern times in the graffito tag propagated by US and British service members during WWII, to mark the arrival of forward units in far-flung bases and for the soldiers to come, a phatic communion—anonymous and a gesture of camaraderie, in Kilroy was Here. The long-nosed figured peering over a fence, drawn on walls, equipment and any other bare surface also went by the other monickers—with strong resonance for contemporary meme culture—in Chad and the Goon, with the more nuanced UK-format captioned, according to context, with the snowclone, “Wot, no X?” as a way to complain about supply shortages at the front and rationing back home. Hitler and Stalin were supposedly convinced that Kilroy was some sort of codeword used by Allied intelligence. The lament over wartime austerity is considered one possible origin of the figure this side of the Atlantic, another being a shipyard inspector in Quincy Massachusetts, one James J Kilroy, who marked his seal of approval with the phrase in crayon on riveters’ work—yet another suggestion, the character might have started with a case of pareidolia in electricians over circuit schema—in any case, the versions merged, incorporating the different elements of the lore and was an early modern example of memetic forces, underpinned by repetition, variation and driven by the collective logistics of the war effort.

404 (13. 548)

Having had the tragic but increasing common experience of clicking on a dead link, most recently the personal webpage of evolutionary biologist and science historian Stephen Jay Gould to find it appropriated by gambling company, the sort that is guaranteed to give one’s computer a venereal disease—we were brought up on the belief (of stranger-danger and) that the internet is forever when it turns out it’s very ephemeral and there are old, moribund sites I don’t dare click to avoid the inevitable heartbreak—and I’d much prefer it to be broken or have succumbed to the usual dilapidation of linkrot, we appreciated the referral courtesy of Tedium to this Wisconsin death trip, deathwatch vigil, a project that ironically looks abandoned as well, called RIPSO, a digital graveyard with obituaries. Wings of the catacombs that date back to the 1980s mostly entomb discontinued services, platforms and messengers, apps rather than outlets and websites (maybe impossible to catalogue), but gives a sense of what’s died the death (with indignities or otherwise—with or without resuscitation notices) and stresses the importance of the work that archivists do.

(13. 542)

We are introduced to one of Clippy’s ancestors in this advertisement from the classifieds of a 1864 volume of The Telegrapher: A Journal of Electrical Progress courtesy of Cardhouse. Helpful like his descent, this security message hook promises to pay for itself many times over with the assurity and peace-of-mind that a missive won’t be lost or misplaced again.

synchronoptica

one year ago: a shipwreck beach (with synchronoptica) plus St Cado

two years ago: master medium Patience Worth plus a blocked alpine pass

three years ago: an Underground safety campaign plus a missing person case at the Vatican

four years ago: Man of La Mancha plus assorted links to enjoy

five years ago: your daily demon,  a vintage electric microcar, Galileo found guilty of heresy (1633) plus windowless homes

six years ago: Heritage Minutes, dad flavour plus canines who smell COVID

disposable memory (13. 532)

Courtesy of Web Curios, we are directed to a global photography project conducted by Matthew Knight between 2008 and 2013 that entailed seeding locations all over the world with a single-use camera, a set of instructions to take a few pictures and pass it on until the film is exhausted and how to return it for developing.
Coinciding with the introduction and adoption of the iPhone and a pre-revolt of sorts of what the pervasive device would do to picture-taking and social media (though there are a lot of selfie and at least one unsolicited dick-pic), these anonymous images from all over—the Geoguessr aspect of it was fun: cameras 160 and 159 seem to be left at the South and North Poles respectively and there’s one roll from Mongolia and another from Austin Texas carry a affecting nostalgia for a time when we were connecting the world, demonstrably so, and online and offline were distinct magisteria.
Only a fifth of the some five hundred cameras were returned (which is a pretty fair response rate and photo quality reflecting the carelessness of a digital camera native in many instances) but we wonder what happened with the rest and if any of these messages in a bottle might yet be answered.

the commons (13. 526)

Via Waxy, we are directed to this cute little add-on that can turn the footer of one’s website, brushing aside the banner ads, into a little forum where visitors who are there at the same time can walk around and chat with one another, perhaps reading the same article and post and share their opinions about it—or just meet someone with shared interest.

This sweet idea for the comments section and view statistics as a very ephemeral and chance encounter, anonymous and that’s not recorded in anyway is from an aerospace engineer called Cauê and may be expanded in the future, like a little sidescrolling game, where one can walk to the next website on the webring. Much more at the links above.

synchronoptica

one year ago: US bombs Iranian nuclear facilities (with synchronoptica)

two years ago: assorted links to revisit, the Kyffhäuserdenkmal (1896) plus a long-running webcollage

three years ago: machine-generated emoji, more links to enjoy, a short biography of a human computer plus the roll-out of Adsense

four years ago: a space-based marquee to combat global warming, the musical stylings of Yellow, lettering artist Rafael Serra plus peacock butterflies

five years ago: more links to revisit plus one-dimensional chess

six years ago: London’s Monopoly properties, the Appeal of 18 June (1940) plus the pinball number count

ux (13. 521)

Vis-à-vis a recent post airing online exasperation, we felt this expanded list of rage-inducing shortcomings in networking and technology, via Kottke, to be quite resonant and an thorough examination of what’s a bug and what’s a feature and wither and wherefore the friction and disconnects occur. Through the lens of Pope Leo’s first encyclical, On Human Diginity (known by its incipit Magnifica Humanitas), a lengthy treatise about the struggle to uphold our universal commitment to society when awash in alienating artificiality, we look at that frustration and fatigue that grinds us down with the mill of a thousand micro-interactions that don’t need to be—not exactly a force majure or existential crisis, in a landscape where many are possible, in isolation but taken together nonetheless inform out experience and seep out into the real world: touchscreens in cars, having to scan a QR-code to read a menu—or having menu items reshuffle themselves whilst one is ordering at a kiosk, being lectured to about the Anti-Christ, shoehorning AI into everything, forced updates at the worst possible time. The final items on the list do address the industry’s insatiable drive to commodify and fetishise everything, which is a bad thing, and though maybe not a direct consequence of the litany of disruptions for the end-user, peppered with rubric—Jesus wept, but possibly of supplanting the frictions and imbalances of capitalism (see above) with new obstacles, leaving the experts and agents nowhere to go. Much more from Brian Phillips and The Ringer at the link above.

vignette effect (13. 518)

Though the annoying and frustrating modal pop-overs might prefer a different nomenclature—like splash screen, the unwanted, though in some jurisdictions legally mandated for privacy protections or deployed as an obstacle to AI scrapping, interactions that curtain websites with phoney consent or relentlessly invite one to subscribe to a newsletter, engage with its app version or donate deserve the name dickover. We are primed to brace ourselves when clicking a link for this treatment and the placebo-buttons to bat them away but the impunity really heats up once one starts reading a post and the message stops one’s progress several paragraphs in—this article is for paid subscribers only or you have read your last free story—see also here and here. On some level, I get it, especially due to ad-hosting revenue being what it is, but it’s still a particular dick move.

forget it jake, it’s clankertown (13. 514)

Stealing the title from the OP at MetaFilter because it couldn’t be improved upon—a favourite snowclone of mine lately that usually withers away as I have to explain it to younger coworkers, though in a way that works on a level since I can repeat, “Forget it Jake, it’s Chinatown,” without substituting the place where we work or the client’s location—we enjoyed this analysis of social media gatekeeping, accusation culture with ‘AI slop’ rising to the top along with other strawman invectives like sockpuppet, astroturf and shill but without the overall calling out of fallacy not increasing in aggregate. Whilst not suggesting that online discourse may be plateauing with a new baseline of civility, findings may intimate that we are just more weary of feeding the trolls and know that it lies behind every engagement. AI shaming should definitely exist but labelling one a bot, especially falsely (which seems to happen more and more often) can also stifle or silence an honest conversation. What do you think? I wouldn’t invite a large language model to polish or tarnish my writing—for what it’s worth (even at work, despite it constantly being jammed down or throats), though I know it could always stand a second pass for proofreading purposes. More at the links above.

bunny-rabbit style (13. 505)

Via Kottke, we are directed to a decades long, well maintained passion project that has reliably remained the go-to destination on the internet for educating oneself about shoelacing and knot tying. There’s a wealth of useful and practical advice here with contributions of fans and enthusiasts spanning years. New to us, we happily don’t arrive here too late to find it retired, archived or worse zombified, a fall that befalls many inactive sites that once had a following as a landing page for catch-penny SEO, or even worse succumbed to enshittification by the platforms and infrastructure that undergird such veteran webpages, but there is a tinge of sadness to learning about Ian’s Shoelace Site, a dying breed whose likes are disappearing from the web, resilient to the above symptoms that make the internet brittle and anaemic it’s still susceptible to the sleek plagiarism and repackaging that erodes the quality of the lessons, not only with AI scrapping and TikTok artists reposting content without attribution but also usually get things wrong. I am going to learn some new, satisfying knot techniques and wish I had known years before in protest to the heartbreaking hunger that the web has developed.

synchronoptica

one year ago: assorted links to revisit (with synchronopticæ)

twelve years ago: travels in Liguria 

thirteen years ago: flooding in the Danube 

fourteen years ago: mood rings and classroom metrics plus EU economics rollercoaster

gestalt (13. 431)

Via Clive Thompson’s latest linkfest (lots more to discover there), we discover this catalogue of scores of visual phenomena and optical illusions catalogued and indexed by one Michael Bach, polymath and ophthalmologist. Each entry includes details about the provenance and with an explanation of what’s going on perception-wise, including how to unsee it—see also. Furthermore, unlike this sample GIF of Roget’s Palisade, the illusion first described by the author of the eponymous thesaurus though his take on the mechanism behind the illusion does not quite fit with the current understanding of what’s classed as the rolling shutter effect, the animations that Bach has created can be paused, the colours denuded and sped up or slowed down. Let us know your favourites and what you find most befuddling.