18 February 2000

(Oh) “In this country more than in any other that I know of, the re­la­tion­ship between writers and alcohol is a cu­ri­ously close one. I have often asked lit­er­ary schol­ars for an ex­pla­na­tion of the fact that while in the nine­teenth century few of our writers except Poe were heavy drinkers, in the twen­ti­eth century almost every writer worthy of the name has been one. Among the dead, we have only to think of Faulkner, Hemingway, Fitzgerald, Lardner, Marquand, Sin­clair Lewis, O’Hara, Crane, Edwin Ar­ling­ton Robinson, Wallace Stevens, O’Neill, Barry, Millay, Dorothy Parker, Hammett, Roethke, Benchley, and Berryman. Among the living, the list is equally long, if not equally distinguished.”–Brendan Gill, Here at the New Yorker, pp. 259-60.

(Ponder) Is anyone else both­ered by the “women and children” disaster-victim category? (As in “x people were killed, in­clud­ing y women and children”.) If there’s going to be a break­down of the victims, surely women can have their own category, instead of having to share one with children? Equat­ing women to chil­dren is not a ter­ri­bly 21st-Century thing to do. (In other situations–in stories dealing with refugees, say, where women are treated dif­fer­ently to men–the phrase makes more sense.)

(Yow) You can get links to open in another, already open window by drag­ging them there. This is so convenient! (Does every­body but me know about this?)