Okay, it’s time to get back to work. “The holidays” have come and gone, even my birthday, January 22nd . Valentine’s Day is just around the corner, and I believe we still celebrate President’s Day, though I’ve always preferred Lincoln’s Birthday.
While I was mostly off duty, I had time to think about what we’re trying to accomplish here, though unfortunately I still haven’t reached much of a conclusion.
When we foolishly undertook the task of salvaging online the remains of our previous attempt to provide Berkeley with a print newspaper, we continued to be inspired by the oft-quoted slogan that papers are supposed to “afflict the comfortable and comfort the afflicted.” But just recently I’ve learned that this phrase was lifted from one of Finley Peter Dunne’s satirical columns, purportedly written by one Mr. Dooley, an Irish bartender. Here’s the whole context, from Dunne’s 1902 book, Observations by Mr. Dooley:
“Th’ newspaper does ivrything f’r us. It runs th’ polis foorce an’ th’ banks, commands th’ milishy, controls th’ ligislachure, baptizes th’ young, marries th’ foolish, comforts th’ afflicted, afflicts th’ comfortable, buries th’ dead an’ roasts thim aftherward.”
If you can decode this now seriously non-PC attempt to represent Mr. Dooley’s Irish brogue in English spelling, you’ll learn that everything significant anyone ever did used to show up in the many daily papers available at the turn of the 20th Century. Alas, no more.
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