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before I forget to tell you...
That’s funny. I definitely engage in the (a) did anyone see me (b) is it sticky analysis.
From A Brief History of Times, which is a part of Matthew Butterick’s excellent Typography for Lawyers website.
“Despite the success of the font, legal wrangling was not far behind (is it ever?) The original font was designed by the Monotype company in England. But the font was soon licensed to Monotype’s rival Linotype in Germany, because the Times [of London] newspaper used Linotype’s typesetting machines. (Think of Monotype vs. Linotype as the Depression-era Mac vs. Windows and you’ve got it.) During WWII, Linotype’s American subsidiary registered “Times Roman” as a trademark in the US. Eventually, Monotype settled on calling its font “Times New Roman” and Linotype kept the name “Times Roman”. (In fact, when it came time to license fonts for their operating systems, Microsoft licensed Times New Roman from Monotype and Apple licensed Times Roman from Linotype, perpetuating the schism.)”
I like the idea that the Mac vs. Windows debate had its genesis back in 1932.
via steadyconscious:
This is an idea that I struggled with for a long time. So true.
I linked to this a long time ago, but want to archive it here. Beautiful.
The Curse, by Josh Ritter
Yeah… that’s right. It’s a mummy love song. And it contains some of the best story telling I have heard in a song in a long time.
By Heather McHugh
When Americans say a man
takes liberties, they mean
he’s gone too far. In Philadelphia today I saw
a kid on a leash look mom-ward
and announce his fondest wish: one
bicentennial burger, hold
the relish. Hold is forget,
in American.
On the courts of Philadelphia
the rich prepare
to serve, to fault. The language is a game as well,
in which love can mean nothing,
doubletalk mean lie. I’m saying
doubletalk with me. I’m saying
go so far the customs are untold.
Make nothing without words,
and let me be
the one you never hold.
