Давным давно, из только вчера
Одна из книжек, которые я потихоньку почитываю -
Фредерик Льюис Аллен
Только вчера.
Неформальная история 1920-х
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Живописуя Процветние Кулиджа, автор заметил.
Business itself was regarded with a new veneration. Once it had been considered less dignified and distinguished than the learned professions, but now people thought they praised a clergyman highly when they called him a good businessman. College alumni, gathered at their annual banquets, fervently applauded the banker trustees who spoke of education as one of the greatest American industries and compared the president and the dean to business executives. The colleges themselves organized business courses and cheerfully granted credit to candidates for degrees in the arts and sciences for their work in advertising copywriting, marketing methods, elementary stenography, and drug-store practice....The speakers before them pictured the businessman as a builder, a doer of great things, yes, and a dreamer whose imagination was ever seeking out new ways of serving humanity. It was a popular note, for in hundreds of directors' rooms, around hundreds of conference tables, the American businessmen of the era of Coolidge Prosperity were seeing themselves as men of vision eight eyes steadfastly fixed on the long future. At the end of the decade, a cartoon in the New Yorker represented an executive as saying to his heavy-jowled colleagues at one of these meetings: "We have ideas. Possibly we tilt at windmills-just seven Don Juans tilting at windmills." It was perfect bit of satire on business sentimentality.
Выделенные американские слова напомнили мне трогательное благоговение, которое испытывал Джим Пинкертон к Лаудену Додду в "Потерпевших кораблекрушение" английского Стивенсона. И проникся-ощутил я всеми своими астральными органами, - нет! (да!) Американцы взыскуют духовности не меньше русскоязычных!, а разница меж нами в том, что взыски ихние не по-евразийски унылые, упертые, а этакие динамичные, фрактально-волновые.
Фредерик Льюис Аллен
Только вчера.
Неформальная история 1920-х
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Живописуя Процветние Кулиджа, автор заметил.
Business itself was regarded with a new veneration. Once it had been considered less dignified and distinguished than the learned professions, but now people thought they praised a clergyman highly when they called him a good businessman. College alumni, gathered at their annual banquets, fervently applauded the banker trustees who spoke of education as one of the greatest American industries and compared the president and the dean to business executives. The colleges themselves organized business courses and cheerfully granted credit to candidates for degrees in the arts and sciences for their work in advertising copywriting, marketing methods, elementary stenography, and drug-store practice....The speakers before them pictured the businessman as a builder, a doer of great things, yes, and a dreamer whose imagination was ever seeking out new ways of serving humanity. It was a popular note, for in hundreds of directors' rooms, around hundreds of conference tables, the American businessmen of the era of Coolidge Prosperity were seeing themselves as men of vision eight eyes steadfastly fixed on the long future. At the end of the decade, a cartoon in the New Yorker represented an executive as saying to his heavy-jowled colleagues at one of these meetings: "We have ideas. Possibly we tilt at windmills-just seven Don Juans tilting at windmills." It was perfect bit of satire on business sentimentality.
Выделенные американские слова напомнили мне трогательное благоговение, которое испытывал Джим Пинкертон к Лаудену Додду в "Потерпевших кораблекрушение" английского Стивенсона. И проникся-ощутил я всеми своими астральными органами, - нет! (да!) Американцы взыскуют духовности не меньше русскоязычных!, а разница меж нами в том, что взыски ихние не по-евразийски унылые, упертые, а этакие динамичные, фрактально-волновые.