19 May 2010

A bit of nostalgia.

Okay, so I’ve been wondering about this for a couple of months now… is it just me or is the New York Times, the actual inky paper edition, smaller than before? And no, I don’t mean ‘is it thinner?’ It has been skinny for awhile… but are the physical dimensions, the width and the length (or is it the width and the height), actually smaller?? Or…of course… is it all just in my head?

I know the magazine shrunk last year… but the paper doesn’t feel as overwhelming or unwieldy anymore. It’s even submissive to the way I want it to fold… so I no longer wrestle with it….

I miss the paper, especially the main section around the holidays, when it is too fat to crisply fold. I miss the days when a day’s worth of paper felt overwhelming, and I had to turn the paper around this way and that to cut out an article for a school current events assignment. I miss the time when I saw other New Yorkers doing their elaborate and elegant NY Times origami on the train instead of starring at the manageable, portable screens.

12 May 2010

The Idiot…

-----Spoiler Alert for The Idiot by Fyodor Dostoevsky!!-----

Finally finished The Idiot, my first Dostoevsky. For 600 pages, I prepared myself for the tragic ending I knew was surely coming. When I read the last page, however, I couldn’t make up my mind. The prince certainly ends up in a sad state, but was it an unequivocally sad ending? In a way I am more than a little relieved that the prince was spared from the weight of a crushing guilt and the transformation of a romance into a marriage.