By the way, was I the only one that laughed out loud when in a Simpsons episode, the Mad Magazine offices blew up and Nelson lamented, "Tina Brown was just starting to turn it around"?
I have one for the bedroom; one of the most peculiar things about my body after my near-death experience is its tendency to overheat! Where I write and design the magazine is in a part of my apartment that is a sweatbox, unfortunately. Such are my sacrifices for Art.
I've been thinking more and more about this piece. I've been reading Tony Hendra's Going Too Far recently and he talks a lot about how Boomer humor had a lot of really square stuff to rebel against and presented a lot of opportunities for radical acts. Since so much humor, satire, parody, rebellion, etc. has been absorbed into the mainstream - commercials are more and more ironic, self-referential, and embedded - maybe the most radical thing that someone could do today is publish something in print - ephemeral but physical, not web-based, meant to be passed around rather than shared quickly online. I'll bet subsequent generations will be so tired of all this forever online/shared in a microsecond electronic content, that print publishing of a physical item might be the most radical act of this era of all.
If we ever meet, YOU'RE getting a hug!
I will accept it, with relish. And I’ll try to keep the sweating to a minimum.
Hold the relish!
By the way, was I the only one that laughed out loud when in a Simpsons episode, the Mad Magazine offices blew up and Nelson lamented, "Tina Brown was just starting to turn it around"?
The Izod is killer.
It was…breathtaking
We should all send MG a portable AC. Hate to think of all that sweaty smudging.
For a look at a midwestern response to the New Yorker, I suggest researching The Chicagoan: https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/The_Chicagoan
I have one for the bedroom; one of the most peculiar things about my body after my near-death experience is its tendency to overheat! Where I write and design the magazine is in a part of my apartment that is a sweatbox, unfortunately. Such are my sacrifices for Art.
Nothing worse than curled-up, humid paper. Keep cool!
I've been thinking more and more about this piece. I've been reading Tony Hendra's Going Too Far recently and he talks a lot about how Boomer humor had a lot of really square stuff to rebel against and presented a lot of opportunities for radical acts. Since so much humor, satire, parody, rebellion, etc. has been absorbed into the mainstream - commercials are more and more ironic, self-referential, and embedded - maybe the most radical thing that someone could do today is publish something in print - ephemeral but physical, not web-based, meant to be passed around rather than shared quickly online. I'll bet subsequent generations will be so tired of all this forever online/shared in a microsecond electronic content, that print publishing of a physical item might be the most radical act of this era of all.