Thursday, 12 Feb, 2009
Guest Post!

“Look — the fact is that John Downer is kind of a dick. I saw him at TypeCon 2004, at a symposium on intellectual property. When someone raised  the quite legitimate issue of privacy, with regard to the inclusion of an embedded ID number for licensed OpenType files, Mr. Downer screamed “Why don’t you just PAY for the fonts on your computer that you STOLE!?!” and stormed out while angrily flinging some personal effect of his to the side. This was in stark contrast to the otherwise civilized and respectful discourse that persisted throughout the rest of the discussion.

“Also, every year, I have this thing where I think I really want some tomato juice. Not a bloody mary, and not a smoothie health drink thing — the notion of tomato juice (or V8, more or less) is something I think I want. So I go get some and take a sip, and of course I am summarily revolted, for like another year. It’s the exact some thing with Vendetta.

“But so Iowan Old Style — with its altogether comfortable x-height, tangy periods, and good ligatures — is a fucking American classic for reals. And I mean American in the real old sense, like how New York is actually a descendant of Amsterdam… it’s like you can see how it has the same cultural lineage as Fedra, but less airport-y and more charming. I can’t really explain this, other than that thing about stopped clocks being right twice a day.”

—fish

Guest Post!

“Look — the fact is that John Downer is kind of a dick. I saw him at TypeCon 2004, at a symposium on intellectual property. When someone raised the quite legitimate issue of privacy, with regard to the inclusion of an embedded ID number for licensed OpenType files, Mr. Downer screamed “Why don’t you just PAY for the fonts on your computer that you STOLE!?!” and stormed out while angrily flinging some personal effect of his to the side. This was in stark contrast to the otherwise civilized and respectful discourse that persisted throughout the rest of the discussion.

“Also, every year, I have this thing where I think I really want some tomato juice. Not a bloody mary, and not a smoothie health drink thing — the notion of tomato juice (or V8, more or less) is something I think I want. So I go get some and take a sip, and of course I am summarily revolted, for like another year. It’s the exact some thing with Vendetta.

“But so Iowan Old Style — with its altogether comfortable x-height, tangy periods, and good ligatures — is a fucking American classic for reals. And I mean American in the real old sense, like how New York is actually a descendant of Amsterdam… it’s like you can see how it has the same cultural lineage as Fedra, but less airport-y and more charming. I can’t really explain this, other than that thing about stopped clocks being right twice a day.”

—fish