Showing posts with label George Bernard Shaw. Show all posts
Showing posts with label George Bernard Shaw. Show all posts

Thursday, January 9, 2020

When Writers Go Weird: That time George Bernard Shaw left money in his will for a new English alphabet


Someone's really irked at the English alphabet.


Are writers ever normal? No, otherwise they'd be productive members of society. 'When Writers Go Weird' is when we remember writers acting strange, odd, off, or--yeah--just plain weird. Also known as Tuesday to them.

Today:  George Bernard Shaw really didn't like the English alphabet and wanted a new one.

You are used to the English alphabet and language. Whether you're an expert user or dabbling in it as a secondary means of communication, you're used to it. You've read this far in a blog post after all.

Which leads to the curious case of George Bernard Shaw's distaste for the alphabet he relied on so heavily. The winner of the Nobel Prize in Literature in 1925--and numerous other literary awards--Shaw's native tongue was English. He was an Irishman under British rule for the majority of his life, surrounded by the English alphabet. His plays--from Pygmalion to Man and Superman--were all written with that same standard English alphabet using Latin letters.

But he hated it. It made no sense to him how we spelled words and relied so little on phonetics. Case in point, the word "ghoti" is attributed to him, where "ghoti" is pronounced the same as you would say "fish." (Using the "gh" from words like "enough," etc.)

In actuality, Shaw never said anything about "ghoti" (it comes from a letter written in the 19th century from Charles Ollier, who credited his son William with its creation), but Shaw's hatred for the English alphabet was so pronounced, everyone presumes he created the ghoti/fish comparison.

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The organization gained so much traction, President Theodore Roosevelt became a firm believer.
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He wasn't alone. The early 20th century was a quirky time with individuals promoting curious ways to overcome difficulties in language. In 1906, for example, the Simplified Spelling Board was created in the United States (and funded in part by steel tycoon Andrew Carnegie) in hopes of simplifying spelling mistakes and ease the ability to learn English. The organization gained so much traction, President Theodore Roosevelt became a firm believer of the Board's suggestion of 300 new spellings and demanded the Government Printing Office adopt them in their literature. The reason we don't see those new spellings today? Congress quickly rebuked Roosevelt within months.


L.L. Zamenhof

Even earlier, in 1905, an ophthalmologist named L.L. Zamenhof, the creator of Esperanto (designed to be an auxiliary worldwide language easy enough for all to learn), released his Fundamento de Esperanto as a definitive guide to the new language. He gained so much traction that there was the Worldwide Esperanto Congress established that same year--a congress which is still held annually to this day. Mark your calendars and invite the kids.

(Yes, an ophthalmologist deals with eyes, but L.L. Zamenhof apparently only had eyes for languages.)

By 1908, the Simplified Spelling Society was created in Great Britain in the same vein as its American cousin (although completely lacking in tycoon affiliations), and attracted authors from throughout the country, including George Bernard Shaw, to no one's surprise.

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He habitually refused to abide by rules traditionally held with English spelling.
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This is all to say it was a heady time for lovers of making languages accessible and for straightforward alphabets. For Shaw, though, this was a lifelong passion. He habitually refused to abide by rules traditionally held with English spelling and punctuation, such as dropping the "u" in words like "favour" and refusing to use an apostrophe in contractions. He also spent 13 years on the BBC's Advisory Committee on Spoken English pushing a phonetic component. How much the BBC actually listened to Shaw's advice is another matter.

He felt so intensely about establishing a new English alphabet that, upon his death in 1950, Shaw bequeathed a significant portion of his assets in his will to reforming spelling. Naturally, people contested Shaw's last will and testament. Create a new alphabet for English? Was he crazy when he made the will?? But after some legal wrangling, the trust announced £8,300 was set aside from the estate and that a contest would commence for people to design a new alphabet.

There were three rules Shaw required for his new alphabet. One, it had to have a minimum of 40 letters. Why at least 40? God only knows. Two, the new alphabet should be based as much as possible on phonetic qualities. And, lastly, it should not look anything like the Latin letters the English alphabet already uses.

By 1958, the contest began. Out of 467 submissions, four winners were chosen to receive a £500 prize, with Ronald Kingsley Read largely receiving most of the credit. The Shaw Alphabet--also known as the Shavian Alphabet--was born. Made of 48 letters compared to the English alphabet's 26, it replaces lowercase and uppercase letters with "tall," "deep," and "short" status. A dot is placed over a letter if it's a proper name.




While the alphabet exists and Shaw's wishes were granted, the Shavian Alphabet never gained much traction. The trust--which had been originally responsible for holding the competition--had very little money left over. In the end, they only published Shaw's play Androcles and the Lion in the Shavian style.

As for the general movement for an easier alphabet and language, its high point was probably Teddy Roosevelt backing them. The movement petered out into a whimper by the second half of the 20th century. The American Simplified Spelling Board ceased operations by 1920. The auxiliary language of Esperanto? Estimates suggest there are only 1,000 native speakers worldwide today.

Meanwhile, the British Simplified Spelling Society changed its name to the English Spelling Society, but stopped formally endorsing a new English spelling system by 1960. While still in existence today, it largely only makes headlines when protesting major spelling competitions, like the Scripps National Spelling Bee in the United States. Because nothing sways worldwide opinion like raising a stink around nervous 13-year olds.

In the end, Shaw's curious desire for a new English alphabet came to fruition, if only after his death--even if the alphabet itself is largely dead now, too.

There's always Pygmalion in its original Latin letters, though.


Tuesday, August 1, 2017

Famous Writers Shirtless: George Bernard Shaw



Writers are never known as the studliest or sexiest of people, but that doesn't stop them from showing some skin for the camera once in awhile.

So, occasionally we'll post some literary beefcake for your perusal.


Today:  George Bernard Shaw




"Paint me like one of your French girls..."

Nudity might be freeing, but that position can't be comfortable.

Maybe it's the lack of proper lighting and all the shadowy ambiance, but for a middle-aged man ol' George clearly was hitting up the local Planet Fitness.


Tuesday, April 11, 2017

Time Magazine and the writers who actually made the cover, 1920s edition.




As should be obvious, Time Magazine is a news source, most famous these days for naming their Person of The Year every late December and...not much else. Ask your grandfather what it was like to read Time back in the 1950s. It was something then.

To be on the cover was almost considered an honor years ago when the magazine started in 1923, only for the most noteworthy, notable, and noted individuals in the world. Politicians, religious figures, scientists, dictators, athletes, business leaders, and celebrities the world over all made the weekly cover. And, occasionally, so did writers. It's true! Writers were once famous and important.

In the coming weeks, we'll note the authors, playwrights, and journalists--writers in general--who made the cover of Time and made writing seem important, briefly, during various decades

Starting with the 1920s:


1.)  It only took until the sixth issue for a writer to appear! Sadly, it was Joseph Conrad, but we'll take what we can get,

Joseph Conrad, April 7, 1923


2.)
 Later in the inaugural year, George Bernard Shaw made the cover, giving his typical creepy grandfather stare.

George Bernard Shaw, December 24, 1923


3.)  Eugene O'Neill popped up in 1924, showcasing his usual perturbed faced that looks like he's five seconds away from lashing out at someone innocent.
Eugene O'Neill, March 7, 1924


4.)  Amy Lowell was one of the few women to make the cover in the 1920s, and she's randomly shown reading in what appears to be the world's most uncomfortable chair. Because, why not.

Amy Lowell, March 2, 1925


5.)  Booth Tarkington offers the least intriguing cover ever in 1925.
Booth Tarkington, December 21, 1925


6.)  In 1926, Time gave us a quick answer to a bar trivia question, telling us H.G. Wells was also known as Herbert George Wells.

H.G. Wells, September 20, 1926


7.)  You can tell it was the 1920s simply because it was common to show people casually smoking on the cover, as Rudyard Kipling does in 1926.

Rudyard Kipling, September 27, 1926


8.)  Sinclair Lewis realizes this might be the most famous he'll get and seems despondent in 1927.
Sinclair Lewis, March 14, 1927


9.)  Michael Arlen was widely famous in the 1920s, but commonly referred to as "Whosa who?" these days.

Michael Arlen, May 2, 1927


10.)
 Eugene O'Neill was a hot commodity in the 1920s and made a second cover. As we can see, his temperament didn't change. What a charmer!

Eugene O'Neill, February 13, 1928




Monday, April 10, 2017

Famous Writer or Indie Band Artist: George Bernard Shaw



This is a segment where we look at famous writers and decide whether they missed their calling as the lead singer for an indie band from Austin, TX.

Because a little facial hair, unkempt clothing, and a stern expression goes a long, long way to being a rock star.


Today's budding indie star:  George Bernard Shaw




All your best indie artists stare longingly in a mirror at how fashionable they look. Little did Shaw know that he'd pre-date high school and college women by a hundred years by knowing to place a hand on hip in every potential Facebook or Instagram photo.

The wannabe bowler hat suggests Shaw might sing that song you really want to like, but something about it makes you never want to listen to it.

The abundant wool making up his outfit shows how Shaw doesn't mind being itchy. He'd suggest he's really just suffering for his craft--and he must, especially with socks that extensive, too.



Monday, December 26, 2016

Famous Writers Shirtless: George Bernard Shaw



Writers are never known as the studliest or sexiest of people, but that doesn't stop them from showing some skin for the camera once in awhile.

So, occasionally we'll post some literary beefcake for your perusal.

Today: George Bernard Shaw




So, is Rodin going to consider this copyright infringement?

This is usually how any writer looks during the creation of something. Naked in a dark room, a semi-fetal position, wondering what the hell they're doing with their lives.

Admittedly, aside from the twig-like thighs, the upper body is 75% more muscular than I was envisioning from George Bernard Shaw.



Friday, October 21, 2016

The Friday Poem: Baby Eyes, by George Bernard Shaw



As another week concludes, we end with a random poem. Famous poets, obscure poets, amateur poets, whatever poets--just a poem to cap off the week.

Like this one:


Baby Eyes, by George Bernard Shaw

Large Baby eyes smiling joyfully at me,
Baby eyes as brown as can be.
Two deep pools most innocent and bright,
To me are symbols of sheer delight.
May I greet you every single day?
For you are sunshine on my way.
Other people see you smile so sweet,
All are happier when you they meet.
Eyes are the windows to the soul,
No difficulties for you reaching your goal.
So sweet baby go on life's way,
Those Baby eyes have much to say.




Thursday, March 17, 2016

Would you want to have a drink with these famous Irish writers?



It's Saint Patrick's Day, which means many old and young alike find a reason to imbibe to obscene levels, all in the name of Ireland and something something something--hey, I love you--look! A beer!

Ireland has been the home to dozens of famous writers over the centuries, but that doesn't mean they're the type you'd want to hang around with to have a drink.

So, with today being the holiday and this being a blog that involves books, here the twain shall meet.

It's time to judge whether you'd want have a drink with the Irish writer...


Samuel Beckett:


The weathered face suggests a man who doesn't mind life's finer pleasures.

That's also the weathered face of a man who's judging. You never want to drink with a judger.

Verdict: God, no.


James Joyce:


The next photo you ever find of James Joyce smiling will be the first photo you ever find of James Joyce smiling.

James Joyce is depressing enough. You don't want to drink with a depressive.

Verdict: If you have to ask, you deserve what you get.



Seamus Heaney:



I'm pretty certain he's already had a few by the time this picture was taken. Who falls asleep upright in a photo?

Verdict: He might doze off, but that never hurt. Yes!



Jonathan Swift:


You don't develop that supple chin action and ruddy complexion unless you know about tippling back a few.

Meet Swift at the wig parlor room for a whiskey.

Verdict: Duh.



C.S. Lewis:


He might try to convert you to the Church of Ireland over a few, but at least you'll know he'll have a few.

Added bonus, he might make you a character in his next book. Sure, you might end up being a lion or a donkey or something, but something is something.

Verdict: All the religion talk will quiet down after awhile. Yes.




William Butler Yeats:


No.



Frank McCourt:




He looks like your grandpa. And all grandpas drink, at least a little. Unless they're an alcoholic, and then you never know. They might always sip on a ginger ale while quietly wishing it was a beer.

So, it might be better to never ask.

Verdict: I'm sorry, grandpa. I didn't mean anything by asking. I, just, oh, I...



Maeve Binchy:



It's almost impossible to find a photo of this woman and not see her smiling. If she didn't drink, I just so badly wish she did.

Verdict: Please?



George Bernard Shaw:


This is like Samuel Beckett if Samuel Beckett could at least seem pleasant after downing some scotch.

Shaw was cantankerous--but, damnit, you just know with a face like that after a night at a pub he'd lighten up.

Verdict: C'mon, pops.



Oscar Wilde:


Oscar Wilde famously drank champagne and took opium up until the day he died.

Or, as he once said, "I drink to separate my body from my soul."

Verdict: Anyone have a Dom Pérignon on hand?






Thursday, October 2, 2014

Famous Writers Shirtless: George Bernard Shaw



Writers are never known as the studliest or sexiest of people, but that doesn't stop them from showing some skin for the camera once in awhile.

So, occasionally we'll post some literary beefcake for your perusal.

Today:  George Bernard Shaw




I'm pretty certain this is what the Beach Boys had in mind when they wrote all those songs about surfing.

Is that a surf board or is Shaw doing some light handyman work?

Sure, you see emaciated chicken legs and a conservative onesie that hides Shaw's birthing hips. But I see a man ready to show the Atlantic Ocean who's boss.




Wednesday, December 11, 2013

Famous Writers with Cats: George Bernard Shaw


Writers need inspiration somewhere in life, and for many that inspiration comes from their pet cats.

This is a running series where we post pictures of famous writers with their feline companions--the cute, the cuddly, the creepy. And that's just the writers.

Today:  George Bernard Shaw

Oh, geez, someone stop Gramps from killing another cat.

Shaw will actually defy the laws of gravity and age if he can actually get himself upright again.

Because grabbing Mr. Whiskers from the top of his head always ends well.



Monday, December 10, 2012

The Nobel Prize banquet menu seems fancy.

Every year, the Nobel Prize folks hold a banquet for those bestowed with an award for that given year--and tonight is that night for 2012. Here's where the Nobel Prize winner in physics-meets-the-winner-in-literature-meets-the-winner-in-chemistry-meets-the-winner-in-medicine-etc.-etc.-etc., while the Swedish royal family kills everyone's mellow by inviting 1,300 of their closest friends and acquaintances.

Because the Swedes are a bunch of foodies, an entire listing of menus for each annual banquet is posted online. Everyone in attendance receives the same meal--this isn't someone's wedding where you choose between the chicken or the fish--but there's usually a variety of wines available to keep everyone feeling quite nice as the evening unwinds.

Some of the menu items from decades past are obscure and/or Swedish-y. Nonetheless, here's a look at some select menus on years where various literary types won their own Nobel Prize (translated at points):


Someone looks disappointed.


1907 Winner:
Rudyard Kipling

Menu:
Nothing. The banquet was cancelled because of King Oscar II's death a few days earlier.

Bummer.





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Has eaten worse things than turtle soup.
1925 Winner:
George Bernard Shaw

Menu:
Turtle Soup

Supreme Perch Mornay

Nice Turkey    (Ed.: Better than Okay Turkey.)
Artichoke Princess

Parfait Nelusko
Petits Fours

Fruits

Dessert

Various wines


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Damn well wants to know what Ice in the Oven is before he eats it.

1936 Winner:

Eugene O'Neill

Menu:
Turtle Soup

Sole Fillets

Supreme Grouse à la Florida

Waldorf Salad

Ice in the Oven   (Ed.: Eh?)

Assorted Fruits

Treats

Various wines




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Concerned he just ate Prancer.
1946 Winner:
Herman Hesse:

Menu:
Shellfish Consommé

Roasted Fillet of Reindeer with Lingon Berry Sauce

Parisian Apples

Fonds de Celery

Poached Pear with Ice Cream

Treats

Various wines



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Can't pronounce anything on his menu.

1948 Winner:
T.S. Eliot

Menu:
Consommé Chesterfield

Helstekt oxfilé Polignac
(a beef tenderloin dish, in case you're wondering)

Glace päron Belle Hélène
(a fancy pear ice dessert)

Various wines






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Is seriously peeved there's only two kinds of booze.

1949 Winner:

William Faulkner

Menu:
Crème d´Argenteuil
(cream soup from a region in France)

Gosling with Swedish Red Cabbage
Horseradish sauce

Napoleon Cake

Only two kinds of wine





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Doesn't go for "Princess" anything.
1954 Winner:
Ernest Hemingway

Menu:
Smoked Brown Trout

Spinach
Cream

Beef Tenderloin Roast
Artichoke Princess
Fresh Mushrooms in Porto

Parisian Apples


Pears
Roberta


Various wines and after dinner liqueurs



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Disappointed he got french fries.

1962 Winner:

John Steinbeck

Menu:
Smoked River Trout
à la Parisienne

Chicken Roasted Foie Gras with Madeira Sauce
Fried Potatoes
Seasonal Salad

Peach
with Grand Marnier
Whipping Cream

Various wines and after dinner liqueurs




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Not sure avocados should ever be stuffed with salmon



1969 Winner:
Samuel Beckett

Menu:

Salmon
Stuffed Avocados
Moscow gourmet sauce

Beef tenderloin Roast Périgourdine

Orange sorbet  (Ed.: The low point on Nobel desserts.)

Various wines and after dinner liqueurs





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Really ecstatic over the salad.

1971 Winner:
Pablo Neruda

Menu:

Cold Foam
Stuffed Turbot
(Ed.: A kind of flatfish)

Champagne à l´Edlund


Roast chicken Christineberg
Salad


Grand Marnier Soufflé Ice à la Solliden
(Ed.: Solliden being the summer residence of the Swedish royal family.)

Various wines and after dinner liqueurs
 



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There should be photos with the rest of these, but Blogger/Google is acting wonky today. It's changing fonts for no apparent reason, too. In short, formatting isn't just a nightmare...it's impossible today.

Thanks, Google!



1982 Winner:
Gabriel Garcia Marquez

Menu:
Marinated Reindeer Fillet
Dijon Sauce

Char braised in cream dill
Rice

Nobel Perfect Ice
Petit Fours

Various wines, liquor, and coffee

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1993 Winner:
Toni Morrison

Menu:
Marinated Char on a Bed of Radish Salmon Eggs
Honey Vinaigrette à la Raineri
Nobel Croissant

Sirloin with Chanterelle Reindeer Forests         (Ed. O---kay?)
Butter Cabbage Terrine of Fresh Blackberries
Foam Potatoes and Sliced ​​Salsify

Nobel Ice Sailing
Sorbet Strawberries and Vanilla Parfait

Various wines, liquor, and coffee


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2001 Winner:
V.S. Naipul

Menu:
Lobster on Mashed Cauliflower
Frozen prawns
Samphire Salad


Quail
Stuffed with Foie Gras and Pan of Mushrooms and Dried Tomatoes
Asparagus and Mashed Chervil


Duo of Vanilla Ice Cream and Blackcurrant Perfect Meringue

Various wines, liquor, and coffee

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2009 Winner:
Herta Müller

Menu:
Lobster Consommé with Shellfish Tartare
Lobster and Kalix Bleak Roe

Truffle-stuffed Quail with Parsley Root
Brussels Sprouts and Port Wine Gravy

Lemon and Fresh Cheese Mousse with Sea-Buckthorn Sorbet

Various wines, liquor, and coffee

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2012 Winner:
Mo Yan

Menu:
Marinated Arctic Char with Cauliflower Terrine
Kalix Bleak Roe and Dill Mayonnaise

Pheasant with Chanterelle Mushrooms
Poached Pear, Winter Vegetables
Almond Potato Purée and Red Wine Gravy

Trilogy of Cherries with Pistachio-Covered Mascarpone Cheese and Black Cherry Sorbet

Various wines, liquor, and coffee