16 September, 2004


Every once in a while, it's good to step back and take a look at the world for a moment just to reassure yourself that it is, in fact, as crazed and Escheresque as you believed.

This week, the entire country is in uproar over typewriters. Pages and pages are being written about kerning, proportional fonts, superscripting characters, and the history and development of Times New Roman.

This is bizarre.

YOU are not bizarre because you don't give a fuck about typewriters, and you think that this fascination with typewriters is cracked. You're correct. Only a lunatic, a twisted headcase, could think that the differences between the IBM Selectric and the IBM Executive have dramatic implications. Only a madman would obsess about these things compared to a thousand other tragedies of infinitely greater magnitude preoccupying the world, could ignore all the travesty in this decadent giant and zero in with such a singular focus on the totally banal workings of a mechanical writing device.

We're all getting warped by our prism, here. Step back, peel the lens from your eyes. Turn off the TV. Turn off the computer. Go outside. It's a large world, larger than you might remember. It's full of life. It's full of many dreams, some dark, some dreadful, some hopeful. Forget about typewriters. There's so much more, can you see it?


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