“To us, who are regaled
every morning and evening with intelligence, and are supplied from day to day
with materials for conversation, it is difficult to conceive how a man can
subsist without a newspaper, or to what entertainment companies can assemble,
in those regions of the earth that have neither Chronicles nor Magazines,
neither Gazettes nor Advertisers, neither Journals nor Evening Posts.” – The idler
no.7
The first excerpt
explains to us how reading is an act that directly opposes boredom – interest.
The latter is a thought about how it is hard to imagine not having anything of
interest to read – which I agree is pretty hard to imagine – since apparently
the English can’t seem to sit still and do nothing just for one second. Either
way, the idler no. 7 goes on to explain why he thinks the morning and evening
papers should communicate and create suspense and interest from news stories,
which hints at the notion that people read papers and magazines back then more
because they have nothing else to do and less because they actually found news
interesting. But this doesn’t make sense because the former excerpt said that
to read something means that it must inherently be interesting for the person
to read it in the first place…
Speaking of
reading uninteresting things, lets talk about the ramblers of this week:
Euphelia and Bellaria. I hate these b!%&#es, but it’s not their fault. Let’s
not talk about how Bellaria changes clothes four times a day and says that she
has no times to read because she has to go walk in the park twice every day and
accept or decline massive amounts of party invites. Let us do talk about how she’s super pretty, and knows she’s super pretty,
and talks about how guys will apparently do anything for her. Second thought,
let’s not. Euphelia, how can you get
bored of nature and flowers and autumn? You live in God Damn England!! Isn’t it
always gloomy there? And your mother is an “economist of pleasure?” (1) WTF is
that? You can’t schedule your own planner or something? (2) You have no spare
time because you planned a card-game and the opera on the same night? Sounds like
too much effin’ spare time to me…
Sorry I don’t have anything smart to say about this week’s Ramblers, but
neither did Bellaria and Euphelia.
I did love the
Addison reading on the Royal Exchange. If only he was alive today to see what
it has evolved into. He loves this diverse, daily gathering of people so much
that he starts to cry about it at times. Wierd, but I admire his passion for
something practical and honest; at least
your not throwing pebbles in the water because you decided you hate flowers one
day and can’t make friends with country folk. Aa-Euphelia-hem! Pardon me,
sore throat, seasonal flu is coming around.
Yeah, that’s
really all I gotta say about that… I really didn’t mean to write this much, but
hey! I was bored…