How French Artists in 1899 Envisioned Life in the Year 2000: Drawing the Future

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Atom­ic physi­cist Niels Bohr is famous­ly quot­ed as say­ing, “Pre­dic­tion is very dif­fi­cult, espe­cial­ly if it’s about the future.” Yet despite years of get­ting things wrong, mag­a­zines love think pieces on where we’ll be in sev­er­al decades, even cen­turies in time. It gives us com­fort to think great things await us, even though we’re long over­due for the per­son­al jet­pack and, based on an Isaac Asi­mov inter­view in Omni Mag­a­zine that blew my teenage mind, inter­change­able gen­i­tals.

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And yet it’s Asi­mov who appar­ent­ly owned the only set of post­cards of En L’An 2000, a set of 87 (or so) col­lectible artist cards that first appeared as inserts in cig­ar box­es in 1899, right in time for the 1900 World Exhi­bi­tion in Paris. Trans­lat­ed as “France in the 21st Cen­tu­ry,” the cards fea­ture Jean-Marc Côté and oth­er illus­tra­tors’ inter­pre­ta­tions of the way we’d be living…well, 15 years ago.

The his­to­ry of the card’s pro­duc­tion is very con­vo­lut­ed, with the orig­i­nal com­mis­sion­ing com­pa­ny going out of busi­ness before they could be dis­trib­uted, and whether that com­pa­ny was a toy man­u­fac­tur­er or a cig­a­rette com­pa­ny, nobody seems to know. And were the ideas giv­en to the artists, or did they come up with them on their own? We don’t know.

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One of the first things that stands out scan­ning through these prints, now host­ed at The Pub­lic Domain Review, is a com­plete absence of space trav­el, despite Jules Verne hav­ing writ­ten From the Earth to the Moon in 1865 (which would influ­ence Georges Méliès’ A Voy­age to the Moon in 1902). How­ev­er, the under­wa­ter world spawned many a flight of fan­cy, includ­ing a whale-drawn bus, a cro­quet par­ty at the bot­tom of the ocean, and large fish being raced like thor­ough­bred hors­es.

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There’s a few inven­tions we can say came true. The “Advance Sen­tinel in a Heli­copter” has been doc­u­ment­ing traf­fic and car chas­es for decades now, fed right into our tele­vi­sions. A lot of farm work is now auto­mat­ed. And “Elec­tric Scrub­bing” is now called a Room­ba.

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For a card-by-card exam­i­na­tion of these future visions, one should hunt out Isaac Asimov’s 1986 Future­days: A Nine­teenth Cen­tu­ry Vision of the Year 2000, which can be found for very cheap on Ama­zon right now. (Or see the nice gallery of images at The Pub­lic Domain Review.) And who knows? Maybe next year, your order will come to your door by drone. Just a pre­dic­tion.

via Pale­o­fu­ture

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Isaac Asimov’s 1964 Pre­dic­tions About What the World Will Look 50 Years Lat­er — in 2014

Arthur C. Clarke Pre­dicts the Future in 1964 … And Kind of Nails It

In 1900, Ladies’ Home Jour­nal Pub­lish­es 28 Pre­dic­tions for the Year 2000

Ted Mills is a free­lance writer on the arts who cur­rent­ly hosts the FunkZone Pod­cast. You can also fol­low him on Twit­ter at @tedmills, read his oth­er arts writ­ing at tedmills.com and/or watch his films here.

Thomas Dolby Potty Trains His Cat, and There’s Video Proof

One of our favorite curiosi­ties is the The Charles Min­gus CAT-alogue for Toi­let Train­ing Your Cat–a pam­phlet writ­ten by the mer­cu­r­ial jazz musi­cian that offers step-by-step advice on how to get your cat to use the loo. The one thing Min­gus did­n’t pro­vide is video proof that it could actu­al­ly be done.

That’s where anoth­er musi­cian steps in. Above, we have video of Thomas Dol­by’s cat, “Mozart,” in action. Dol­by, best known for his 1982 hit “She Blind­ed Me with Sci­ence,” is a teacher at heart. The son of an Oxford and Cam­bridge don, he’s now the Pro­fes­sor of the Arts at Johns Hop­kins Uni­ver­si­ty. And, on his Youtube chan­nel, he explains how he pulled off the seem­ing­ly impos­si­ble:

This is my cat Mozart, a Cor­nish Rex, pee­ing on the toi­let. Many believed this was not pos­si­ble, but it’s 100% real. When he was a kit­ten we tried to teach him to use the toi­let, using a DVD. We thought it was a no go. But then aged about 3 he sud­den­ly start­ed to do it. Now some­times when I get up in the night to pee Mo nips in ahead of me and I have to wait till he’s done. Next we need to teach him to flush! ~TD

If any­one is famil­iar with the DVD he’s ref­er­enc­ing, please iden­ti­fy it in the com­ments below.

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Relat­ed Con­tent:

Thomas Dol­by Explains How a Syn­the­siz­er Works on a Jim Hen­son Kids Show (1989)

Charles Min­gus’ Instruc­tions For Toi­let Train­ing Your Cat, Read by The Wire’s Reg E. Cathey

Insane­ly Cute Cat Com­mer­cials from Stu­dio Ghi­b­li, Hayao Miyazaki’s Leg­endary Ani­ma­tion Shop

The Inspiring Story of Ronald E. McNair, the Astronaut Who Endured Racism & Became One of the First African Americans in Space

On Jan­u­ary 28, 1986, NASA Chal­lenger mis­sion STS-51‑L explod­ed in the sky, into a twist­ing plume of smoke, a mere 73 sec­onds after take­off. It left a nation stunned, and sev­en astro­nauts dead. Among them was the pilot, physi­cist and MIT grad Ronald McNair, who, in 1984, had become only the sec­ond African-Amer­i­can to trav­el into out­er space.

As this ani­ma­tion nar­rat­ed by his own broth­er explains, McNair’s path to becom­ing an astro­naut was­n’t easy. Born and raised in the Jim Crow South (in Lake City, South Car­oli­na, to be pre­cise) McNair encoun­tered racism in his every­day life. One touch­ing sto­ry helps crys­tal­lize what his expe­ri­ence was like. As a nine-year-old, McNair tried to check out books from the “pub­lic” library — only to dis­cov­er that “pub­lic” meant books were for whites, not blacks. The video tells the rest of the sto­ry. And I’ll just flag one impor­tant detail men­tioned at the very end: On Jan­u­ary 28, 2011, exact­ly 25 years after his death, the library was renamed The Dr. Ronald E. McNair Life His­to­ry Cen­ter. You’ll also find a Ronald E. McNair Build­ing on MIT’s cam­pus too. And deserved­ly so.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Nichelle Nichols Explains How Mar­tin Luther King Con­vinced Her to Stay on Star Trek

Albert Ein­stein Called Racism “A Dis­ease of White Peo­ple” in His Lit­tle-Known Fight for Civ­il Rights

How Mar­tin Luther King, Jr. Used Hegel, Kant & Niet­zsche to Over­turn Seg­re­ga­tion in Amer­i­ca

Pro­fes­sor Ronald Mal­lett Wants to Build a Time Machine in this Cen­tu­ry … and He’s Not Kid­ding

Free Online Astron­o­my Cours­es

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William Faulkner Rocked Fourth Grade (1907–1908)

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William Faulkn­er attend­ed the Uni­ver­si­ty of Mis­sis­sip­pi and last­ed only three semes­ters. He skipped class­es, man­aged to pull a D in Eng­lish, and then dropped out in 1920.

A far cry from his aca­d­e­m­ic per­for­mance in 1907–1908 when, as a fourth grad­er, he got most­ly E’s (pre­sum­ably mean­ing “Excel­lent”), a year­ly aver­age of 96, and a high grade of 98 in Gram­mar.

Faulkn­er’s 4th grade report comes to you cour­tesy of The Har­ry Ran­som Cen­ter’s Insta­gram account. Give it a fol­low.

via Bib­liok­lept

Relat­ed Con­tent: 

William Faulkn­er Resigns From His Post Office Job With a Spec­tac­u­lar Let­ter (1924)

William Faulkn­er Out­lines on His Office Wall the Plot of His Pulitzer Prize Win­ning Nov­el, A Fable (1954)

Guide­lines for Han­dling William Faulkner’s Drink­ing Dur­ing For­eign Trips From the US State Depart­ment (1955)

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Haruki Murakami Publishes His Answers to 3,700 Questions from Fans in a New Japanese eBook

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A quick fol­low up: Back in Jan­u­ary, Col­in Mar­shall took you inside Haru­ki Murakami’s unex­pect­ed stint as an agony uncle, writ­ing an online advice col­umn called Mr. Murakami’s Place. Accord­ing to his pub­lish­er, read­ers sent the Japan­ese nov­el­ist 37,465 ques­tions (see a few in trans­la­tion here), and he penned respons­es to 3,716 of them — answer­ing ques­tions like: “30 is right around the cor­ner for me, but there isn’t a sin­gle thing that I feel like I’ve accom­plished.… What should I do with myself?” Or, “My wife quite fre­quent­ly belch­es right near the back of my head when she pass­es behind me… Is there some­thing I can do to stop my wife’s belch­ing?”

Luck­i­ly, at least for Japan­ese read­ers, Muraka­mi has now pub­lished his respons­es (all of them) as an ebook in Japan. And it’s been climb­ing Japan’s Kin­dle best­seller list. Cur­rent­ly, there are no plans to release Mr. Murakami’s Place — The Com­plete Edi­tion – in Eng­lish. The task of trans­lat­ing what amounts to an 8‑volume set of books would be for­mi­da­ble. And yet some­how — like most things Muraka­mi has writ­ten — I sus­pect the col­lec­tion will even­tu­al­ly see the light of day in Eng­lish-speak­ing mar­kets.

Thanks to @justinmegahan and @hyloupa for help­ing us track down this book.

via The Guardian

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Haru­ki Murakami’s Advice Col­umn (“Mr. Murakami’s Place”) Is Now Online: Read Eng­lish Trans­la­tions

Haru­ki Muraka­mi Lists the Three Essen­tial Qual­i­ties For All Seri­ous Nov­el­ists (And Run­ners)

A Pho­to­graph­ic Tour of Haru­ki Murakami’s Tokyo, Where Dream, Mem­o­ry, and Real­i­ty Meet

Haru­ki Murakami’s Pas­sion for Jazz: Dis­cov­er the Novelist’s Jazz Playlist, Jazz Essay & Jazz Bar

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How to Age Gracefully: No Matter What Your Age, You Can Get Life Advice from Your Elders

You can always learn some­thing from your elders. 8‑year-olds can learn from 9‑year-olds, just as octo­ge­nar­i­ans can learn from nona­ge­nar­i­ans. With age comes wis­dom. That’s the premise of this touch­ing, farewell video from the CBC’s Wire­Tap radio show, which is about to go off the air.

It’s not the first time we’ve explored this line of think­ing. For a lit­tle life per­spec­tive, we’d encour­age you to watch: Stephen Fry: What I Wish I Knew When I Was 18.

Or read: Stephen King Writes A Let­ter to His 16-Year-Old Self: “Stay Away from Recre­ation­al Drugs,” an excerpt from the anthol­o­gy, Dear Me: A Let­ter to My 16-Year-Old Self.

via Kot­tke

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Meet America & Britain’s First Female Tattoo Artists: Maud Wagner (1877–1961) & Jessie Knight (1904–1994)

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For a cer­tain peri­od of time, it became very hip to think of clas­sic tat­too artist Nor­man “Sailor Jer­ry” Collins as the epit­o­me of WWII era retro cool. His name has become a promi­nent brand, and a house­hold name in tat­tooed households—or those that watch tat­too-themed real­i­ty shows. But I sub­mit to you anoth­er name for your con­sid­er­a­tion to rep­re­sent the height of vin­tage rebel­lion: Maud Wag­n­er (1877–1961).

No, “Maud” has none of the rak­ish charm of “Sailor Jer­ry,” but nei­ther does the name Nor­man. I mean no dis­re­spect to Jer­ry, by the way. He was a pro­to­typ­i­cal­ly Amer­i­can char­ac­ter, tai­lor-made for the mar­ket­ing hagiog­ra­phy writ­ten in his name. But so, indeed, was Maud Wag­n­er, not only because she was the first known pro­fes­sion­al female tat­too artist in the U.S., but also because she became so, writes Mar­go DeMel­lo in her his­to­ry Inked, while “work­ing as a con­tor­tion­ist and acro­bat­ic per­former in the cir­cus, car­ni­val, and world fair cir­cuit” at the turn of the cen­tu­ry.

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Aside from the cow­boy per­haps, no spir­it is freer in our mythol­o­gy than that of the cir­cus per­former. The real­i­ty of that life was of course much less roman­tic than we imag­ine, but Maud’s life—as a side show artist and tattooist—involves a romance fit for the movies. Or so the sto­ry goes. She learned to tat­too from her hus­band, Gus Wag­n­er, an artist she met at the St. Louis World’s Fair, who offered to teach her in exchange for a date. As you can see in her 1907 pic­ture at the top, after giv­ing her the first tat­too, he just kept going (see the two of them above). “Maud’s tat­toos were typ­i­cal of the peri­od,” writes DeMel­lo, “She wore patri­ot­ic tat­toos, tat­toos of mon­keys, but­ter­flies, lions, hors­es, snakes, trees, women, and had her own name tat­tooed on her left arm.”

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Unfor­tu­nate­ly there seem to be no images of Maud’s own hand­i­work about, but her lega­cy lived on in part because Gus and Maud had a daugh­ter, giv­en the endear­ing name Lovet­ta (see the fam­i­ly above), who also became a tat­too artist. Unlike her moth­er, how­ev­er, Lovet­ta did not become a can­vas for her father’s work or any­one else’s. Accord­ing to tat­too site Let’s Ink, “Maud had for­bid­den her hus­band to tat­too her and, after Gus died, Lovet­ta decid­ed that if she could not be tat­tooed by her father she would not be tat­tooed by any­one.” Like I said, roman­tic sto­ry. Unlike Sailor Jer­ry, the Wag­n­er women tat­tooed by hand, not machine. Lovet­ta gave her last tat­too, in 1983, to mod­ern-day celebri­ty artist, mar­ket­ing genius, and Sailor Jer­ry pro­tégée Don Ed Hardy.

Olive Oatman, 1858. After her family was killed by Yavapais Indians on a trip West in the 1850s, she was adopted and raised by Mohave Indians, who gave her a traditional tribal tattoo. When she was ransomed back, at age nineteen, she became a celebrity. Credit: Arizona Historical Society.

The cul­tur­al his­to­ry of tat­tooed and tat­too­ing women is long and com­pli­cat­ed, as Mar­got Mif­flin doc­u­ments in her 1997 Bod­ies of Sub­ver­sion: A Secret His­to­ry of Women and Tat­too. For the first half of the twen­ti­eth cen­tu­ry, heav­i­ly-inked women like Maud were cir­cus attrac­tions, sym­bols of deviance and out­sider­hood. Mif­flin dates the prac­tice of dis­play­ing tat­tooed white women to 1858 with Olive Oat­man (above), a young girl cap­tured by Yava­pis Indi­ans and lat­er tat­tooed by the Mohave peo­ple who adopt­ed and raised her. At age nine­teen, she returned and became a nation­al celebri­ty.

Tat­tooed Native women had been put on dis­play for hun­dreds of years, and by the turn of the 20th cen­tu­ry World’s Fair, “natives… whether tat­tooed or not, were shown,” writes DeMel­lo, in staged dis­plays of prim­i­tivism, a “con­struc­tion of the oth­er for pub­lic con­sump­tion.” While these spec­ta­cles were meant to rep­re­sent for fair­go­ers “the enor­mous progress achieved by the West through tech­no­log­i­cal advance­ments and world con­quest,” anoth­er bur­geon­ing spec­ta­cle took shape—the tat­tooed lady as both pin-up girl and rebel­lious thumb in the eye of impe­ri­al­ist Vic­to­ri­an­ism and its cult of wom­an­hood.

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And here I sub­mit anoth­er name for your con­sid­er­a­tion: Jessie Knight (above, with a tat­too of her fam­i­ly crest), Britain’s first female tat­too artist and also one­time cir­cus per­former, who, accord­ing to Jezebel, worked in her father’s sharp shoot­ing act before strik­ing out on her own as a tat­tooist. The Mary Sue quotes an unnamed source who writes that her job was “to stand before [her father] so that he could hit a tar­get that was some­times placed on her head or on an area of her body.” Sup­pos­ed­ly, one night he “acci­den­tal­ly shot Jesse in the shoul­der,” send­ing her off to work for tat­too artist Char­lie Bell. As the nar­ra­tor in the short film below from British Pathe puts it, Knight (1904–1994), “was once the tar­get in a sharp shoot­ing act. Now she’s at the busi­ness end of the tar­get no more.”

The remark sums up the kind of agency tat­too­ing gave women like Knight and the inde­pen­dence tat­tooed women rep­re­sent­ed. Pop­u­lar stereo­types have not always endorsed this view. “Over the last 100 years,” writes Amelia Klem Osterud in Things & Ink mag­a­zine, “a stig­ma has devel­oped against tat­tooed women—you know the mis­con­cep­tions, women with tat­toos are sluts, they’re ‘bad girls,’ just as false as the myth that only sailors and crim­i­nals get tat­toos.”

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Jesse Knight—as you can see from the Pathe film and the pho­to above from 1951—was por­trayed as a con­sum­mate pro­fes­sion­al, and in fact won 2nd place in a “Cham­pi­on Tat­too Artist of all Eng­land” in 1955. See sev­er­al more pho­tos of her at work at Jezebel, and see a gallery of tattooed—and tattooist—ladies from Mifflin’s book at The New York­er, includ­ing such char­ac­ters as Bot­ti­cel­li and Michelan­ge­lo-tat­tooed Anna Mae Burling­ton Gib­bons, Bet­ty Broad­bent, the tat­tooed con­tes­tant in the first tele­vised beau­ty pageant, and Aus­tralian tat­too artist Cindy Ray, “The Classy Lassy with the Tat­tooed Chas­sis.” Now there’s a name to remem­ber.

Relat­ed Con­tent:

A Daz­zling Gallery of Clock­work Orange Tat­toos

Why Tat­toos Are Per­ma­nent? New TED Ed Video Explains with Ani­ma­tion

Josh Jones is a writer and musi­cian based in Durham, NC. Fol­low him at @jdmagness

1980s Photo Captures Neil deGrasse Tyson Looking Hip in Grad School (Plus More on His “Failed Experiment” at UT-Austin)

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Last year, we revis­it­ed the high school days of Neil deGrasse Tyson. Grow­ing up in New York City dur­ing the 1970s, Tyson attend­ed Bronx Sci­ence (class of ’76), ran an impres­sive 4:25 mile, cap­tained the school’s wrestling team, and, he fond­ly recallswore bas­ket­ball sneak­ers belong­ing to the Knick’s Walt “Clyde” Fra­zier. Tyson was, of course, also a pre­co­cious stu­dent. Famous­ly, Carl Sagan recruit­ed Tyson to study with him at Cor­nell. But Tyson polite­ly declined and went to Har­vard for his under­grad­u­ate stud­ies. Then, he head­ed off to Texas, to start his PhD at UT-Austin. That’s where the pho­to, tak­en cir­ca 1980, cap­tures him above — hang­ing out with friends, and look­ing hip­per than your aver­age astro­physics stu­dent.

This pho­to (now mak­ing the rounds on Red­dit) orig­i­nal­ly appeared in a 2012 arti­cle pub­lished in the Alcaldethe alum­ni mag­a­zine of The Uni­ver­si­ty of Texas. To the mag­a­zine’s cred­it, the arti­cle takes an unvar­nished look at Tyson’s “failed exper­i­ment” in Texas. The piece starts with the lede “Neil deGrasse Tyson, MA ’83, is the pub­lic face of sci­ence. But he says his suc­cess has noth­ing to do with UT.” And, from there, it recounts how pro­fes­sors and uni­ver­si­ty police imme­di­ate­ly stereo­typed him.

The first com­ment direct­ed to me in the first minute of the first day by a fac­ul­ty mem­ber I had just met was, ‘You must join the depart­ment bas­ket­ball team!

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I was stopped and ques­tioned sev­en times by Uni­ver­si­ty police on my way into the physics build­ing. Sev­en times. Zero times was I stopped going into the gym—and I went to the gym a lot. That says all you need to know about how wel­come I felt at Texas.

But the real prob­lem was­n’t race. Accord­ing to Tyson, “there was sim­ply no room for me to be the full per­son that I was.” “An obses­sive focus on one thing at a time; a strong con­nec­tion to pop cul­ture, from the moon­walk to the Rubik’s cube; and a refusal to put research first: these traits con­tributed to Tyson’s fail­ure at UT,” con­cludes the Alcalde. They also allowed him to flour­ish lat­er in life.

After his “advi­sors dis­solved his dis­ser­ta­tion committee—essentially flunk­ing him,” Tyson trans­ferred to Colum­bia, earned his PhD in 1988, and became the great­est pop­u­lar­iz­er of sci­ence since Carl Sagan. We like sto­ries with hap­py end­ings.

Read more about Tyson’s expe­ri­ence in Texas at the Alcalde.

via Boing Boing

Relat­ed Con­tent:

Neil deGrasse Tyson, High School Wrestling Team Cap­tain, Invent­ed a Physics-Based Wrestling Move

Carl Sagan Writes a Let­ter to 17-Year-Old Neil deGrasse Tyson (1975)

Neil deGrasse Tyson Lists 8 (Free) Books Every Intel­li­gent Per­son Should Read

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