Sunday, December 3, 2006

Got Stress?

There's nothing to say at the moment about which trends in popular media or literature please me or offer me a prickly kiss, but I did come across an old sociology book, from the fifties, called "The Stress of Everyday Life" at D.G.Wills Books . It was less the subject matter that made me pick up the used book than it was the title's type style; blocky, bold,all capitalized, one word up upon the other like a tottering tower about to give way to lethal gravity. The Word "stress", as you see it here, was askew, cracking under strain , as if , well, under stress.Suitably, I grabbed it and virtually yelled "STRESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS" to ride the rest of the a-ha! wave. I bought the book, scanned the cover, and cropped the single word you see above. It's become a seasonal mantra, a one-syllable
password to a fellow human being likewise feeling pressed upon by the Holidays and news events that have no real bearing on their life.

1 comment:

  1. When I was a teenager, I almost lost my job at a fancy European-style deli on Girard Avenue for selling a woman a male cheese. The Swiss kind are easy to misake. "There's a little tuck or an indentation at the bottom of the piece...that's how you can tell the sex," my boss told me. It was hard to notice the difference, but it really mattered to some people. Apparently, when you fish the pieces out of the wet bins the distinction is real noticeable. If you bite into a male cheese, though, it does sound less sharp...even I knew that back then...


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