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marginalia

I goofed off tonight playing Hearthstone (sad, sad little weasel), so please accept a link to this amusing article about marginalia I read earlier this week.

You know, back in the days before Gutenberg, when every book in our world was laboriously hand-copied by monks, sometimes they’d spare a minute to bitch about it in the margins. Like

“Now I’ve written the whole thing: for Christ’s sake give me a drink”

or

“The parchment is hairy”

or (this is rather sweet)

“This is sad! O little book! A day will come in truth when someone over your page will say, ‘The hand that wrote it is no more.'”

The picture? It’s the third one that turns up in a Google Images search of “marginalia.” If you right click it (using Chrome) and ask Google to identify the image, its best guess is, “kanye west amber rose memes.”

Yeah, you know? Sometimes I don’t want to know.

Comments


Comment from S. Weasel
Time: March 3, 2016, 10:54 pm

Do click the link to the Google Images search of marginalia. There are some corkers. I particularly like the dick tree and the butt trumpet.


Comment from QuasiModo
Time: March 4, 2016, 12:05 am

OMG!!11!!, there’s a drawing of a bunch of guys cutting off another guy’s balls…how am I ever going to un-see that? =:O~~~


Comment from Nina
Time: March 4, 2016, 2:36 am

Well, as bad as my classes are this year, they aren’t that bad.

Barely.


Comment from Ric Fan
Time: March 4, 2016, 7:56 am

If you check twitter there are numerous accounts by grad students/scholars posting this type of stuff. Some of it is really beautiful, almost all weird. Here’s one of my favorites:

https://twitter.com/DamienKempf

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