A popular, narrative-driven form of entertainment — one that can be easily accessed via a variety of electronic devices — has been linked to aggressive behavior.
Violent video games? Well, sure. But newly published research points a finger at a much older art form: the written word.
Happy Roald Dahl Day!
This year, the 50th anniversary of James and the Giant Peach is being celebrated.
“Above all, watch with glittering eyes the whole world around you because the greatest secrets are always hidden in the most unlikely places. Those who don’t believe in magic will never find it.” - Roald Dahl
“but I came here to hunt whales, not my commander’s vengeance” - Starbuck, Moby Dick
KYMdb - iPhone Whale
The Press: Elongated Fruit
On the late Boston Transcript, a feature writer, with a fondness for using three words where one would do, once referred to bananas as “elongated yellow fruit.” This periphrasis so fascinated Charles W. Morton, now the associate editor of the Atlantic, that he began collecting examples of “Elongated Yellow Fruit” writing. Friends on newspapers and magazines have joined in the game, send him the worst examples they can find for the Atlantic Bulletin, a chatty monthly promotion letter (circ. 5,000). Samples:
¶ In the New York Herald Tribune a beaver was almost incognito as “the furry, paddle-tailed mammal.” CJ In the New York Times, phonograph records became “the noisy disks.”
¶ The Denver Post elongated “mustache” into “under-nose hair crops.”
¶ To the Associated Press, Florida tangerines were “that zipper-skinned fruit.”
¶ In the Lincoln (Neb.) Sunday Journal-Star a cow did not give milk; “the vitamin-laden liquid” came from a “bovine milk factory.”
¶ In the Wall Street Journal, potatoes were “bog oranges.”
¶ The Boston American’s ski columnist could not decide whether to call snow “the elusive white substance” or “the heavenly tapioca.” And in Travel magazine, skiers slid down the slopes on “the beatified barrel staves.”
Go The Fuck To Sleep - A Children’s Book
The cats nestle close to their kittens now.
The lambs have laid down with the sheep.
You’re cozy and warm in your bed, my dear
Please go the fuck to sleep.
