Posted by: bluesyemre | November 28, 2020

T.C. Ulaştırma ve Altyapı Bakanlığı Yayınları

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Posted by: bluesyemre | November 26, 2020

PRH owner Bertelsmann to buy Simon & Schuster in $2.2bn deal

PRH owner Bertelsmann is to buy Simon & Schuster from ViacomCBS for $2.2bn, it has been announced.

Bertelsmann said the acquisition would strengthen its footprint globally, particularly in the US, its second-largest market. Simon & Schuster employs around 1,500 people worldwide and generated revenues of $814m in 2019.

The transaction is subject to regulatory approvals and is expected to close during 2021. Thomas Rabe, chairman and c.e.o. of Bertelsmann, said he was “confident” the acquisition would be approved by the antitrust authorities.

Simon & Schuster will continue to be managed as a separate publishing unit under the Penguin Random House umbrella. Jonathan Karp, president and c.e.o. of Simon & Schuster, and Dennis Eulau, c.o.o. and c.f.o, will continue at the helm.

Rabe said the deal fulfilled strategic objectives by expanding its global content business, strengthening its digital offer alongside building dominance in the US.

He said: “Following the full acquisition of Penguin Random House in April this year, this purchase marks another strategic milestone in strengthening our global content businesses, which includes Penguin Random House, the Fremantle TV production business, and the BMG music division. The book business has been part of Bertelsmann’s identity since the founding of C Bertelsmann Verlag more than 185 years ago and has lost none of its appeal to this day. Bertelsmann continues to be one of the world’s leading creative companies with annual investments in content of around €6bn.

“Bertelsmann will finance the acquisition of Simon & Schuster from existing cash resources. External borrowing is not necessary, thanks partly to the overall positive business development since the summer and the already completed sale of various businesses, investments and real-estate properties.”

Markus Dohle, c.e.o. of Penguin Random House and a member of the Bertelsmann executive board, added: “Simon & Schuster is an extremely well-managed and extraordinarily attractive company with world-renowned authors, 2,000 new publications annually, and a catalog of 35,000 titles. We are very proud to welcome this esteemed company, founded in 1924, to our global publishing community. We share the same passion for books and reading and will work together to give our authors the greatest possible access to readers worldwide. Penguin Random House empowers its 320 publishers around the world with maximum creative and entrepreneurial freedom and will, of course, extend this to our new colleagues at Simon & Schuster.”

The acquisition will further the distance between PRH and the rest of the publisher crowd, both in the US and the UK. In the UK, S&S was the ninth biggest publisher in BookScan sales last year (at circa £27m). In the UK, based on 2019 numbers (when PRH was at £346m), that would take combined BookScan sales to £374m. In the US PRH’s revenues are around $3.3bn. 

Trade observers commented immediately on the high price offered by PRH, interpreted as a way of fending off strong interest from HarperCollins and French group Vivendi. One commented that the premium could have been used to convince ViacomCBS to accept the deal even though it has greater risk of running into trouble once US regulators size up the newly combined businesses. The deal is expected to encounter fierce opposition in the US, particularly from agents, but also from rivals and trade customers.

Ian Chapman, UK and international publisher and c.e.o for S&S, said: “The news today comes at the end of a long year for us all and we welcome it with open arms. To become part of the outstanding global company that is Penguin Random House is a truly significant moment for us all. I would like to take the opportunity to thank the staff in the UK, India and Australia for their fortitude and resilience during this uncertain time and our authors and their literary agents who have shown abiding loyalty and trust in us. We look forward to thriving even more vibrantly under new ownership.”

In a message to staff, Karp said he was “delighted” with the news after a difficult year that saw the announcement S&S would be sold, the death of president and c.e.o. Carolyn Reidy, lawsuits and the coronavirus crisis.

He said: “We expect the transaction will likely close in the second half of 2021 at the earliest, subject to customary closing conditions, including regulatory approval. I understand that many of you will have questions about how this transition to new ownership will affect your work, and your benefits. I assure you that as this process unfolds we will share information with you , but understand that this will be a long process. Expect no sudden changes beyond the normal decisions we make in our regular course of business. As we head into 2021, our upcoming list of books holds the promise of being every bit as exhilarating a year of publishing as 2020 has been, and I know that we will continue to do our best for our authors and our distribution clients.”

He added: “Successful companies are dynamic and change can be galvanizing. In our 96-year history, Simon & Schuster has had seven owners. From these transformations we have adjusted to new management, welcomed other companies into our fold, and always emerged stronger, with an enduring commitment to excellence in book publishing. When we join Penguin Random House after closing, we can look forward to benefiting from exciting new relationships and opportunities that will enhance our ability to provide authors with the best possible publication they can receive.”

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 26, 2020

How some of the COVID-19 vaccines compare

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 25, 2020

Diego Armando Maradona (30 Ekim 1960 – 25 Kasım 2020)

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 25, 2020

Hidden secrets in #AncientBooks

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 25, 2020

The 10 Best Books of 2020 by The New York Times


In Millet’s latest novel, a bevy of kids and their middle-aged parents convene for the summer at a country house in America’s Northeast. While the grown-ups indulge (pills, benders, bed-hopping), the kids, disaffected teenagers and their parentally neglected younger siblings, look on with mounting disgust. But what begins as generational comedy soon takes a darker turn, as climate collapse and societal breakdown encroach. The ensuing chaos is underscored by scenes and symbols repurposed from the Bible — a man on a blowup raft among the reeds, animals rescued from a deluge into the back of a van, a baby born in a manger. With an unfailingly light touch, Millet delivers a wry fable about climate change, imbuing foundational myths with new meaning and, finally, hope.

Fiction | W.W. Norton & Company. $25.95. | Read the review | Listen: Lydia Millet on the podcast

A mystery story, a crime novel, an urban farce, a sociological portrait of late-1960s Brooklyn: McBride’s novel contains multitudes. At its rollicking heart is Deacon Cuffy Lambkin, a.k.a. Sportcoat, veteran resident of the Causeway Housing Projects, widower, churchgoer, odd-jobber, home brew-tippler and, now, after inexplicably shooting an ear clean off a local drug dealer, a wanted man. The elastic plot expands to encompass rival drug crews, an Italian smuggler, buried treasure, church sisters and Sportcoat’s long-dead wife, still nagging from beyond the grave. McBride, the author of the National Book Award-winning novel “The Good Lord Bird” and the memoir “The Color of Water,” among other books, conducts his antic symphony with deep feeling, never losing sight of the suffering and inequity within the merriment.

A bold feat of imagination and empathy, this novel gives flesh and feeling to a historical mystery: how the death of Shakespeare’s 11-year-old son, Hamnet, in 1596, may have shaped his play “Hamlet,” written a few years later. O’Farrell, an Irish-born novelist, conjures with sensual vividness the world of the playwright’s hometown: the tang of new leather in his cantankerous father’s glove shop; the scent of apples in the storage shed where he first kisses Agnes, the farmer’s daughter and gifted healer who becomes his wife; and, not least, the devastation that befalls her when she cannot save her son from the plague. The novel is a portrait of unspeakable grief wreathed in great beauty.

Fiction | Alfred A. Knopf. $26.95. | Read the review


At once personal and political, Akhtar’s second novel can read like a collection of pitch-perfect essays that give shape to a prismatic identity. We begin with Walt Whitman, with a soaring overture to America and a dream of national belonging — which the narrator methodically dismantles in the virtuosic chapters that follow. The lure and ruin of capital, the wounds of 9/11, the bitter pill of cultural rejection: Akhtar pulls no punches critiquing the country’s most dominant narratives. He returns frequently to the subject of his father, a Pakistani immigrant and onetime doctor to Donald Trump, seeking in his life the answer to a burning question: What, after all, does it take to be an American?

Fiction | Little, Brown & Company. $28. | Read the review | Listen: Ayad Akhtar on the podcast

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Beneath the polished surface and enthralling plotlines of Bennett’s second novel, after her much admired “The Mothers,” lies a provocative meditation on the possibilities and limits of self-definition. Alternating sections recount the separate fates of Stella and Desiree, twin sisters from a Black Louisiana town during Jim Crow, whose residents pride themselves on their light skin. When Stella decides to pass for white, the sisters’ lives diverge, only to intersect unexpectedly, years later. Bennett has constructed her novel with great care, populating it with characters, including a trans man and an actress, who invite us to consider how identity is both chosen and imposed, and the degree to which “passing” may describe a phenomenon more common than we think.


Don and Mimi Galvin had the first of their 12 children in 1945. Intelligence and good looks ran in the family, but so, it turns out, did mental illness: By the mid-1970s, six of the 10 Galvin sons had developed schizophrenia. “For a family, schizophrenia is, primarily, a felt experience, as if the foundation of the family is permanently tilted,” Kolker writes. His is a feat of narrative journalism but also a study in empathy; he unspools the stories of the Galvin siblings with enormous compassion while tracing the scientific advances in treating the illness.

Nonfiction | Doubleday. $29.95. | Read the review | Listen: Robert Kolker on the podcast

Presidential memoirs are meant to inform, to burnish reputations and, to a certain extent, to shape the course of history, and Obama’s is no exception. What sets it apart from his predecessors’ books is the remarkable degree of introspection. He invites the reader inside his head as he ponders life-or-death issues of national security, examining every detail of his decision-making; he describes what it’s like to endure the bruising legislative process and lays out his thinking on health care reform and the economic crisis. An easy, elegant writer, he studs his narrative with affectionate family anecdotes and thumbnail sketches of world leaders and colleagues. “A Promised Land” is the first of two volumes — it ends in 2011 — and it is as contemplative and measured as the former president himself.

Nonfiction | Crown. $45. | Read the review

In his latest book, the author of “Contested Will: Who Wrote Shakespeare?” and “1599: A Year in the Life of William Shakespeare” has outdone himself. He takes two huge cultural hyper-objects — Shakespeare and America — and dissects the effects of their collision. Each chapter centers on a year with a different thematic focus. The first chapter, “1833: Miscegenation,” revolves around John Quincy Adams and his obsessive hatred of Desdemona. The last chapter, “2017: Left | Right,” where Shapiro truly soars, analyzes the notorious Central Park production of “Julius Caesar.” By this point it is clear that the real subject of the book is not Shakespeare plays, but us, the U.S.

Nonfiction | Penguin Press. $27. | Read the review

Fiction | Riverhead Books. $27. | Read the review | Read our profile

Wiener’s stylish memoir is an uncommonly literary chronicle of tech-world disillusionment. Soured on her job as an underpaid assistant at a literary agency in New York, Wiener, then in her mid-20s, heads west, heeding the siren call of Bay Area start-ups aglow with optimism, vitality and cash. A series of unglamorous jobs — in various customer support positions — follow. But Wiener’s unobtrusive perch turns out to be a boon, providing an unparalleled vantage point from which to scrutinize her field. The result is a scrupulously observed and quietly damning exposé of the yawning gap between an industry’s public idealism and its internal iniquities.

Nonfiction | MCD/Farrar, Straus & Giroux. $27. | Read the review | Listen: Anna Wiener on the podcast

This is a short book but a rich one with a profound theme. MacMillan argues that war — fighting and killing — is so intimately bound up with what it means to be human that viewing it as an aberration misses the point. War has led to many of civilization’s great disasters but also to many of civilization’s greatest achievements. It’s all around us, influencing everything we see and do; it’s in our bones. MacMillan writes with impressive ease. Practically every page of her book is interesting and, despite the grimness of its argument, even entertaining.

Nonfiction | Random House. $30. | Read the review

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 25, 2020

25 Kasım 2020 #BilimAkademisi 9 Yaşında @BilimAkademisi

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 23, 2020

Minimalist TONE factory #BluetoothTurntable hits the perfect note

TONE factory, founded by three young austrian designers, started with the mission to create a turntable that was not only affordable and easy-to-use but beautifully designed as well. their first turnable hits the perfect note. its compact, sleek and almost floating design might appear minimal yet its functionality is anything but. its bluetooth technology connects digitalized sound with any enabled headphone or speaker whilst additional cables can connect it to a classic hi-fi system. the device is a simple solution for vinyl beginners and analog enthusiasts alike; it really is the best of both worlds.

the design of the TONE factory bluetooth turntable balances as a minimal yet standout piece within the home. its super flat, square plinth – carefully made from CNC-engineered MDF – seems to float above the surface whilst adorning either a black, white or green finish. a simplistic, high quality acrylic dustcover aims to protect the surface in a most subtle appearance. the whole device is designed in austria and handcrafted in the czech republic.

its compact aesthetic was only possible thanks to the team rethinking every single part of a classic turntable, together with engineers from pro-ject audio systems. the motor, bluetooth module and phono stage is stored inside a circular aluminum base hidden in the center beneath its slim, square plinth. it also doubles as the structural base. on top, the platter is just thick enough to make lifting up the vinyl possible. the one-piece tonearm is super lightweight to confidently control. it is finished with a cartridge co-developed by danish manufacturer, ortofon.

hidden underneath the colored plinth, users are able to intuitively find the switch to turn bluetooth on or off. a discrete light illuminates to confirm a connection. it can be linked to any enabled headphone or speaker to make the turntable super flexible to use around the home. the vinyl can even wirelessly play through your google home. alternatively, users are still able to enjoy records traditionally. the product comes with cables to connect to your classic hi-fi system.

the TONE FACTORY bluetooth turnable finds the perfect note between the digital and analog worlds. its two set-up possibilities ensure it is user-friendly to all vinyl fans – and the sound delivers in high quality in both instances. all the user needs to do is place the vinyl, switch on the belt-drive, and place the turnarm. the belt-drive can easily change between 33 or 45 RPM records with another hidden switch next to the one for the bluetooth.

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 23, 2020

Awkward (#Animation from #NataMetlukh)

Nata Metlukh’s animation “Awkward” lives up to its name as it transports viewers right back to the last time they bumbled a handshake or didn’t properly judge the distance during a parallel park. Through uncomfortable and comical scenarios, the San Francisco-based animator captures many of the embarrassing moments even the most graceful folks experience: a man’s stomach growls loudly, another enthusiastically waves at a stranger, and a simple haircut goes awry. Despite their innocuous nature, the situations exude uneasiness.

Earlier this year, “Awkward” was awarded Best Short Film of the Year at Promofest in Spain. For more of Metlukh’s humorous animations, visit VimeoInstagram, and her site, where she shares a collection of quirky gifs.

Zimoun is best known for his installative, generally site-specific, immersive works. He employs kinetic principles of rotation and oscillation to put things into motion and thus produce sounds. For this he principally uses simple materials from everyday life and industrial usage, such as cardboard, DC motors, cables, welding wire, wooden spars or ventilators. For his works Zimoun develops small apparatuses which, despite their fundamental simplicity, generate a tonal and visual complexity once activated – particularly when a large number of such mechanical contraptions, generally hundreds of them, are united and orchestrated in installations and sculptures. One example of this is the work 255 prepared ac-motors, 325 kg roof laths, 1.8 km rope (2015): 250 roof spars hanging from fine cords fall, at timed intervals, the approximately 20 centimetres to the ground, repeatedly. Thanks to the wood’s elasticity, the spars bounce like rubber balls on the hard concrete floor and produce an audible, multiple echo. Zimoun creates a three-dimensional sonic space the visitor can actively explore.

Zimoun’s works continually embrace oppositional positions, such as the principles of order and chaos. Works may be arranged in a geometrical pattern or ordered and installed according to a system, yet they behave chaotically and act – within a carefully prepared framework of possibilities – in an uncontrolled manner as soon as they are mechanically activated. As if in a clinical study, the pattern and the systematic approach enable an overview, so that the chaos generated by the mechanical process can be better analysed. Mass and individuality also belong among these oppositional positions. The artist often employs a large number of identical elements, but each element develops its own individuality and unique nature through the dynamic interplay of mechanism, rotation and material. The mechanical elements, prepared by hand in the studio, which have a consistently reduced, minimalistic form, function and aesthetic, possess only apparent precision, because the manual production creates divergence from the ideal treatment of the material, allowing imprecisions that emphasise the emerging individual behaviour of the materials, enable it or indeed provoke it.

When naming his works Zimoun consistently follows the principle of listing the materials used one after another. With this he brings materials to the fore; in addition, the titles signal the ‘prepared’ mechanism, indicating the connection to intentionally tonally manipulated musical instruments.

His works are often defined using the term of sound architectures, based on the principles of Minimal Music, to which he brings a visual aspect while insisting on a simple, reduced design without embellishment or additional colour.

Although Zimoun conceives of his installations as compositions in a musical sense, he does not actively intervene in the development of their sound. He does not direct the mechanical systems implemented either in an analogue manner or digitally, via a microcontroller or a computer, instead merely activating them by turning on or off their electricity supply. He sees the moment of activation and the dynamic of the materials themselves as a sculptural and performative approach and names the principle behind these works ‘primitive complexity’.

In addition to his installative compositions, Zimoun also develops purely acoustic works. Although the two genres – visual, un-controlled, accidental compositions and musical compositions for sound recording and performance that are laboriously constructed in the studio – may seem quite different at first, both emerge from the artist’s interest in creating spaces and acoustic states which are composed of microscopically small sounds and noises.

Zimoun’s recordings are often, like the performative concert arrangements, conceived of for multi-channel sound systems. Through the implementation of multiple loudspeakers, listeners are placed within a three-dimensional sonic architecture which cannot be discovered visually, but only acoustically. Zimoun also works on recordings with other artists from music and the visual arts. Many of these recordings have been released by the Leerraum label, which he founded in 2003 together with graphic designer Marc Beekhuis and which is also available to other artists with reductive concepts.

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 23, 2020

Childline: Nobody is Normal

A film for the children’s charity Childline demonstrating that nobody is normal, and that however weird you feel inside you’re not alone.


Director: Catherine Prowse
Production Company: Rowdy and Blink
Rowdy Producer: Daisy Garside
Blink Producer: Joe Byrne

Creatuve Agency: The Gate
Chief Creative Officer: Lucas Peon
Creatives: John Osborne, Rickie Marsden, Sam Whatley
Agency producer: Susie Innes
Account director: Sam Dempsey
Strategy Lead: Kit Altin
Media agency: OMD

Director of Photography and Colour Grader: George Warren
Animators: Tim Allen and Tobias Fouracre
Puppet Builder: Adeena Grubb
2D Animator and Compositor: Tom Fisher
Rig Removal: Ieuan Lewis
BTS: Joe Eckworth
Art Department Runners: Feiyang Yin and Stella Chapman
Shot at Clapham Road Studios

Major Tom: Jake Wheeler
Grand Central: Gary Turnbull, Molly Butcher
Music companies: Beggars, Warner Chappell, Concord
Soundtrack: Radiohead

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 23, 2020

Van Gogh Worldwide (Resource for Vincent van Gogh’s artworks)

Van Gogh Worldwide is a free digital platform providing art-historical and technical data about the work of Vincent van Gogh (1853–1890). The artist produced a total of approximately 2000 artworks, and the aim of Van Gogh Worldwide is to present data for these in an accessible way, via a user-friendly website.


Van Gogh Worldwide is being constructed gradually. For now, all works by Vincent van Gogh in the Netherlands are being presented: over 1000 paintings and works on paper. As from 2021, data for works located in other parts of the world will be added to the platform.


Van Gogh Worldwide is a joint initiative of the RKD – Netherlands Institute for Art History, the Van Gogh Museum and the Kröller-Müller Museum. The platform has been constructed in collaboration with a large number of partners including museums, private collectors and research institutions, especially the Cultural Heritage Laboratory of the Cultural Heritage Agency of the Netherlands (RCE). The website is made possible by the three founding partners, supported by the Vincent van Gogh Foundation and the Mondriaan Fund.

Powell’s Books is an institution in Portland, Oregon. Hailed as the largest independent bookstore in the world, the building takes up a city block, and holds millions of books, and in a good year, has hundreds of thousands of visitors.

2020 hasn’t been a good year for retail stores, as we all know, and Powell’s is among them. They’ve made loud pleas to the public that they aren’t immune to shuttering, despite being a cultural icon.  The community has supported them with online orders, but we imagine they’re still facing record losses.

Thankfully, they’ve bottled their essence, and are selling it as a fragrance. Wait, what?

You heard it right. Eau de Bookstore is a bottled fragrance that is meant to embody the smell of a great book. It’s a fun and whimsical take on an experience that its rare these days. Available for preorder for $24.

From Powell’s website:

• Wood
• Violet
• Biblichor

Like the crimson rhododendrons in Rebecca, the heady fragrance of old paper creates an atmosphere ripe with mood and possibility. Invoking a labyrinth of books; secret libraries; ancient scrolls; and cognac swilled by philosopher-kings, Powell’s by Powell’s delivers the wearer to a place of wonder, discovery, and magic heretofore only known in literature.

How to wear:
This scent contains the lives of countless heroes and heroines. Apply to the pulse points when seeking sensory succor or a brush with immortality.

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 23, 2020

Seven kinds of people you find in #bookshops

Former bookseller A.S.H. Smyth enjoys a bestselling bookshop owner’s taxonomy of bookshop people

I – Bookselling: my part in its downfall

For the better part of 2006, while studying for a master’s degree, I worked part-time in a branch of Waterstone’s, in *REDACTED*, the county capital of *REDACTED*.

I got the interview by stating openly in my covering letter that I was 24, still living with my mum, and asking her for train-fare had become a bit undignified. This seemed encouraging. But then the panel (2 pax.) asked what I was reading currently, and I said Sam Harris’s The End of Faith, and there was awkward silence. This set the tone for almost every “literary” chat thereafter.

I was genuinely stunned to find we weren’t allowed to read on the job

Call me an idiot, but I was genuinely stunned to find we weren’t allowed to read on the job. Instead, booksellers had to devote any time not spent actually dealing with customers (which on a rainy weekend, in the wrong bit of the shop, could be a lot) with often-fruitless searches for books which had been lost, mis-shelved, or maybe stolen, or because they had to be returned to publishers (another surprise), and at the publisher’s expense.

I also quickly realised that the layout of the shop was not an accident (even in the jury-rigged “commercial” buildings of many an English town centre), and that the unadvertised steering of a customer around a bookshop was near-identical to how the algorithms work in the online equivalents (or vice versa, probably). If you like Poetry, you’re more likely to also like Philosophy, (right here on the next set of shelves), or Music (by the window), or History books (just across the room there), than if you came in looking for the latest Jeffrey Archer novel (downstairs, on the pile-’em-high islands).

Most of the time, I was just moving “stock” about, taking maddening credit card orders over the phone, or walking people literally to alphabetised mass-market fiction. All of which required no interest in, let alone knowledge of, literature. To a middle-class nerd such as myself, discovering that working in a bookshop [cue poetic images of James Frain, or similar] was fundamentally no different from working in a Sports Direct or Tesco was about the most depressing thing imaginable. That, and waiting for the Sunday trains in winter.

Working in Waterstone’s pushed me into the arms of Amazon

I was also on what must have been about the minimum wage, and yet condemned – after losing at least an hour’s pay on a joyless, solitary lunch in Café Nero (where I could read, mind you), and figuring out that the staff discount of 33 per cent was no better than the public’s 3/2 in any case – to wander the serried ranks of enticing but unaffordable books, like some starveling who’d been admitted to an ancient library from which he couldn’t borrow. And thus, it was, with painful irony, that working in Waterstone’s pushed me into the arms of Amazon, where I discovered that a lot of books, including those now long-since out of print, could be acquired for pennies…

Til then, though, one had to keep one’s brain alive.

If you were working on the ground floor, you could play a game with yourself or a like-minded colleague (not a given) where you guessed the type of customer from the moment that they entered the front door. If they were heading to the sci-fi/fantasy section (yes, yes, they’re different) this was not too difficult. Likewise, the true crime corner – the shop being quite close to HMP *REDACTED* – though one was less likely to snigger openly at those people. Within the overwhelmingly dominant fiction floorspace, one would have to make more-particular assessments: colour of jacket (the book, but maybe also the customer), quantity of gold lettering (ditto), ratio of author’s name to title, that sort of thing.

Alas (not really, though), I was generally stationed on the first floor – History, Politics, Philosophy, Music, Poetry – with which my interests were more naturally aligned. This was the haunt of middle-aged men, or wives shopping on middle-aged-men’s behalves. A person sporting cords and flat brown shoes (gender irrelevant) could easily be headed anywhere within the first floor’s offerings.

The one place I would practically beg not to be sent was to the top floor, where there had once been a decent cafe that my mother would take me too, en route to choir or a violin lesson, but where now they kept the children’s books – especially, the ones that, when a small kid touches them, emit a basic, synthesised tune that cannot be silenced or changed, even with heavy objects. Just covering this section for someone’s lunch hour could induce a nasty case of PTSD.

In those however many months, I calculate only three specific human interactions stand out.

The first was when two old ladies walked straight up and asked if we had any books on the Bermuda Triangle and I, without stopping to consider my actions, pretending to search for it on the computer, or even putting on some sort of end-of-the-pier comedian voice simply to distance myself from what was about to happen, said, “We did have, madam. But they all seem to have disappeared.” Their laughter took a disconcerting time to subside.

I can’t say that I’d found the customers – or fellow booksellers – to be an interesting bunch

The second was a repeater, a brother and sister couple – or a husband and wife couple who looked like a brother and sister couple – who both were clearly mad as meat-axes, had terrible facial hair, spoke to themselves as though in actual conversation with a flesh-and-blood companion in the room, and would routinely try to order nothing but abstruse mathematical texts that even the spottiest of work-experience kids would have known without bothering to “check the system” were at least five or six decades beyond the reach of high-street retailers. (I know, because some of my colleagues would just run away, and I would humour the odd pair by looking these things up.)

Thirdly, my girlfriend at the time, who by chance was working in the Epsom branch, once told me of an elderly and clearly quite impoverished regular customer, who on selecting an extremely slender item which he had reasonably assumed he could afford (I think it was one of John Julius Norwich’s Christmas Crackers), was then mortified to discover it cost somewhere in the region of 50p a page, and shuffled out of the store without a book and with considerable embarrassment.

I quit as soon as I discovered I could make more money singing in a short day, Sunday, than I could in the whole weekend, bookselling. All in, I can’t say that I’d found the customers – or fellow booksellers – to be an interesting bunch.

II – Seven Kinds of People You Find in Bookshops

Shaun Bythell has made an entire second career out of the opposite view.

Seven Kinds of People You Find in Bookshops by Shaun Bythell (Profile Books Ltd, £7.99)

Having bought a bookshop – nay, The Bookshop – in Wigtown, Scotland, back in 2001 (“just four years after Amazon started selling cut-price books online”), Bythell has had a lot of a time to gather evidence of the daily trials and tribulations of the bookseller/-purchaser (putting the “bookmen” into “bookmental”, yadda yadda). He has already produced two highly successful volumes on this experience – Diary of a Bookseller and Confessions of a Bookseller – the general outline of both being “that working in a bookshop [let alone owning one] is a singularly terrible idea”.

“I have many bêtes noires – legions of them”; but chief among these is his clientele (and for these purposes, it is a key distinction that Bythell’s shop sells only second-hand books.) “No doubt those booksellers of a more generous disposition would paint far kinder portraits of their customers than those that follow… [but] I am unaware of any booksellers with a generous disposition – towards their customers at least.”

Bythell once blew away a Kindle with a shotgun

Bythell is the sort of chap who still makes references to radio programmes as though they’re common currency (his books then end up on R4, obviously, thus perpetuating this cycle), and laments the coming of the Amazon generation, “for whom the chase has no thrill.” If I remember rightly, he once blew away a Kindle with a shotgun, making him the closest thing the bookshop world has to Hunter S Thompson. (A memorably episode in Diary… involves Bythell and the adventure/travel writer Robert Twigger discovering that one of Bythell’s other guests has plugged a Kindle in in his front room – the horror! – and so downloading niche pornography onto it, in hopes the ingrate’s wife would come upon it.)

An innately anti-establishment type, unfit for any kind of employment except his own, he emphatically does not believe the customer is always right (an “appalling mantra” picked up in the fleshpots of, say, Edinburgh). He delights – or claims to – in winding up the most egregious customers, if only just to pass the wet and windy afternoons in Galloway. Answers to “Can you recommend a book for my [sight unseen] wife/husband?” include “Yes, Madame Bovary/Lady Chatterley’s Love/The End of the Affair.”

Not just his customers, in fact. These days “I have a young family of my own,” he goes on, in his mock-misanthropic shtick, “and frequently go to considerable lengths to keep all members of it at a distance.”

For obvious reasons, his sympathies (a strong word) lie predominantly with the men and women who work in bookshops: “the interface, the front line, and the foot soldiers of the industry – and they suffer for it.”

I don’t recall if Bernard Black was mentioned in the previous books, but a) he is here, and b) book-culture folk could hardly fail to join the dots. (My time at Waterstone’s must have been marginally more diverting than I remember, because I perhaps-inevitably told friends that somebody could carve a sitcom out of it. “You mean like Black Books?” they replied. And so, I went away and watched it, and said, “Oh. Yes. Exactly like that.”)

Seven Kinds of People You Find in Bookshops (a parody of the sort of self-help titles Bythell absolutely loathes), is a series of Orwellian-incisive character sketches, on a Linnaean schema which, before the intro’s out, he has shruggingly acknowledged will not even stay the course. Format aside, it allows the continuation of his tried-and-tested themes from volumes one and two, while also retaining 110% of the sardonic side-eye of the natural diarist (or, these days, Facebooker).

Even allowing for “Normal people” (sub-type three of his “Perfect Customer”) being “so rare that to categorise them as normal people seems somewhat of a misnomer,” there are at least nine “kinds” of bookshop people in his somewhat flexible taxonomy (“all a bit too late now – the press release has gone out”).

These include:

  • “Experts” – invariably not – with overblown vocabularies (“the easily scratched veneer of intellectual superiority” in Bythell’s superb phrase)
  • The monarchical pretensions of a local bore called Alfred
  • The ones who tell you they’re a “bit weird”, or self-identify as a “character” (always = pain in the arse)
  • Idiotic, wannabe-goat-shagging (or v.v.) occultists, with their lack of social skills and basic hygiene, and inability to agree on the spelling of the word “magic”
  • Conspiracy theorists (just Gillian Anderson fetishists, he reckons), who will not pay by contactless

He has no time whatever for any of these semi-educated loons, who are, of course, inexorably over-represented wherever (second-hand) books are sold, despite never meeting with the ecstatic hail-fellow-intellectual-well-met reception they so apparently expect. Not that they notice.

The same goes, albeit at varying degrees, for:

  • Loiterers who are only killing time before the bus to Newton Stewart
  • People who do “crafts”, and never know which book they’re looking for
  • Men in red trousers and their wives in “a sort of green tartan waistcoat” (these shop in Military History, Dogs, or Hunting)
  • Gossipy locals, lonely (but opinionated) farmers, bored spouses
  • Erotic browsers, who ditch their well-thumbed objects of affection in the Railway section

Then there are the whistlers, sniffers, farters, tutters and other enemies of the people (the tutter, NB, is “convinced that the Daily Mail has wandered a bit far to the left”), tourists, Americans (not that “there’s anything wrong with identifying as being American”), downsizers, misers (old or young), and – not quite a subset of the avaricious – the antiquarians/book-dealers.

You get the impression he likes the people he buys books from more than the ones he sells books to

These last are perhaps more interested in the book-as-object than its contents – and have exceedingly keen eyes when it comes to the potential value of things. One recently paid Bythell £800 for a set of books he’d not had time to get around to properly researching. The dealer later told him to his face he’d auctioned them for £19,000. Bythell accepts that this is all part of the game; but his diaries also do double service as a form of public punishment, letting such people know their sharp behaviour has not gone unnoticed.

He even goes as far as to enlist a bookshop’s staff (Genus: Operarii). “Type three: Stultus cum barba” is blush-sparingly rendered as “hipster”. “These abominable creatures have only one redeeming feature, and that is that they believe that books are cool.”

In fact, by and large, you often get the impression he likes the people he buys books from more than the ones he sells books to or has to work with – but perhaps that’s just because there is a change of scene for all concerned.

Of course, notwithstanding the sort of book dealing Hannibal Lecter persona Bythell been carefully cultivating over the past five to ten years, he does not by any means dislike all his customers. “It is [only] types one and two whom you literally want to kick out of the shop.”

Type two of the “Perfect Customer” genus is Homo qui libros de via ferrata colligit – or railway dork, as the rest of us would know him (sic). Bythell is also disarmingly respectful of those who read only Haynes manuals, or other DIY stuff: “the people for whom movable type ought to have been invented … who use the written word to actually do something practical with it.”

He’s fairly sympathetic to young families, so long as parents don’t use The Bookshop as a crèche while they run errands. And though he is down on “family historians”, whom he views as snobs if not eugenicists, he has a notably soft spot for the humble, and often-as-not self-published, local historian, without whom so much vital oral history would be lost.

Even the bonus “Staff” section, which (he says) is not entirely based on his own employee spectrum, features a comedy-curmudgeonly attack on “Student Hugo”, the posho intern who will soon be making piles of cash at Lloyd’s of London, just as soon as he finishes his degree in Grouse Studies (cf. “Student Mary”, who is doing an MA in something to do with William Faulkner, thereby rendering her good for nothing in this life but working in second-hand bookshops).

Very little in the book could be considered openly harsh – let alone actually unreasonable. (I note merely that the Wigtown Book Festival is heavily dependent on the volunteer forces of Bythell’s customer base, and – presumably? – readership.) In fact, it’s abundantly clear that he dislikes all manner of ungenerous behaviour – such as Random House suing the artists Miriam and Ezra Elia for their timely, playful Ladybird satires, before then purloining the idea wholesale for their own catalogue.

Getting books to Sri Lanka is completely out, at present, and so I had to read Bythell’s on… a Kindle

For every bit – on lycra-clad pensioners, e.g. – that seems amenably like just more of him venting about local life, there’s the occasional foray into the realm of anthropological insight (warning to teenagers: if once your parents almost catch you reading porn in a bookshop, whatever you were pretending to pore over so assiduously is the sort of book you’ll now be getting every Christmastime. Choose carefully.) And if I didn’t really want to know that any author genuinely goes into the recycling (OK, sure, Dan Brown, Alan Titchmarsh, and that Rees-Mogg book on the Victorians), I suppose even with the printed word, the bookseller must of necessity be unromantic every now and then.

The text itself could have used one or two tweaks, but who knows what sort of turmoil the publishing world is in, these days. Bythell will, I think, suffer with me when I say that getting books to Sri Lanka is completely out, at present, and so I had to read his [clears throat] on a Kindle, and with large “PROPERTY OF PROFILE BOOKS” watermarks on every page, which makes things hard to read, let alone to re-sell locally. But for the rest, it is a brisk page-turner in which – for good or ill – you really get the sense of being in Bythell’s company. (If further evidence is sought, the launch of Seven Kinds of People You Find in Bookshops, compèred by the incompèrable, beardy children’s author Philip Ardagh, is watchable in its entirety, here.)

The author-bookseller has enough of a following these days that no-one should be expecting a cuddly neighbourhood primary-school teacher’s take on bookselling. But writing in the UK’s first Covid-19 lockdown (no doubt a quite pragmatic project – and now being read, neatly enough, amid the second), he realises, ultimately, he has begun to miss his customers.

Bythell is not about to change the formula that got him where he is today

This will only be a very mild surprise to those who’ve read his first two books and/or followed The Bookshop’s Facebook page. Bythell gets a certain amount of “feedback” from people – including those who claim to work in retail – for his (largely faux) grumpiness regarding people who provide him with his bread and butter. This seems like envy to me, from those who didn’t think of weaponising – let alone monetising – complaints about their own quotidian frustrations. So, it’s nice to see him double down, and thumb his nose at the complainants.

What’s more, as with several of his more obsessive regulars, this kind of detailed portraiture and categorisation is surely nothing if not a kind of love. And it’s returned, in spades. If nothing else, his customers are certainly a gift that keeps on giving.

Still, treat ’em mean, and all that. Bythell is not about to change the formula that got him where he is today. He knows this book is not about to do him any meaningful commercial harm. “Generalisations are unfair,” he acknowledges of his cod codification; “but so is life. Suck it up.”

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 23, 2020

Literatür Tarama Şablonu #MüslümYurtseven

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 23, 2020

The White Ravens Kataloğu #JochenWeber (Video kaydı)

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 22, 2020

Gerçek Kişilerden İlham Alınmış Kitap Karakterleri

1-Yaşlı Adam Ve Deniz-Santiago

Santiago karakterinin ilham kaynağı olan Gregorio Fuentes, Hemingway’in Küba’da yaşadığı yıllarda Hemingway’in teknesi “Pilar” ın kaptanıydı, 1928 yılında tanıştılar. İkisi güçlü bir dostluk geliştirirken Fuentes, Hemingway’in hem kaptanlığını hem de yaklaşık 30 yıldır aşçılığını yapıyordu.

Fuentes, 1897’de Kanarya Adaları’nda doğdu; babası Küba’ya seyahatlerinde öldüğünde, Fuentes altı yaşında diğer göçmenler tarafından alındı. 2002 yılında kiliseye gitmeye hazırlanırken her zaman yaşadığı evde 104 yaşında öldü.

2-Tenten’in Maceraları- Tenten

Jules Verne’in 100. doğum gününde 1928 yılında Danimarka gazetesi Politiken, bir yarışma başlattı ve yarışmanın galibi dünyayı dolaşmak için bir şans elde edecekti. Kazanan kişiden 46 gün içinde bunu yapması isteniyordu. Yüzlerce katılımcı arasından Palle Huld adında 15 yaşında bir çocuk seçildi ve geziyi 44 günde tamamladı. Ardından 20.000 kişi Kopenhag’a onu karşılamak için geldi. Bu 44 günlük gezisinde Palle, Almanya, İngiltere, Polonya, SSCB, Çin, Kore, Japonya ve Kanada’yı ziyaret etti. Çizgi roman bu geziden ve Palle ilham alınarak yapıldı. Karakterimiz Tenten de tıpkı Palle gibi dünyayı dolaştı. 

3-Sherlock Homes

Arthur Conan Doyle, 1877’de Bell ile tanıştı ve Edinburgh Kraliyet Reviri’nde katip olarak görev yaptı. Bell, Doyle’un üniversitede tıp okurken tanıdığı bir profesördü. Bell çok iyi bir gözlemciydi ve insanları bir bakışta tanırdı. Arthur Conan Doyle, Dr. Joseph Bell’den esinlenerek Sherlock Holmes’u yarattı ve bir dizi popüler hikaye yazdı. Ayrıca Bell, 1893’teki Ardlamont gizemi gibi birçok polis soruşturmasına katılmıştı. Zekası ve soruşturmalara katkısı, karaktere ilham oldu.
4-Bülbülü Öldürmek-Dill

Kısa öyküleri, romanları ve kurgusal olmayan yazıları arasında sinemaya da uyarlanmış Tiffany’de Kahvaltı ve Soğukkanlılıkla da yer alan Capote ve yazar Harper Lee kapı komşusuydu ve uzun bir süre yakın arkadaştılar.Lee ünlü romanını Capote’den ilham alarak yazdı. 
5-Betty Boop

Sevilen 1930’ların çizgi film karakteri Betty Boop, şarkıcı ve aktris Helen Kane’in görünüşünden ve davranışlarından ilham alındı. Ayrıca Betty Boop’un “Boop-oop-a-doop” sloganı olan ifadeyi popülerleştirdi.

Kane daha sonralarda, Betty Boop’un yaratıcılarına 1932’de telif hakkı ihlali nedeniyle dava açtı, ancak Kane’nin Harlem’de performans sergileyen bir Afrikalı-Amerikalı şarkıcı Baby Esther’den çoğu dansı, hareketi ve sloganı çaldığı ortaya çıktı.


Zorro, çevresindeki insanlara zarar veren ve Meksikalı vatandaşlarına adaletsiz eylemler düzenleyen göçmenlerin intikamını almak için aynı suçu kullanarak, yozlaşmış hedeflerin kötülüklerine karşı intikam almayı görev bilmiş 1800’lü yıllarda yaşayan madenci Joaquín Murrieta’dan ilham alınmış.
7-Define Adası-John Silver

Stevenson, Define Adası’ndaki Long John Silver’ın fiziksel özelliklerini, çocukluk çağında hastalık sonucu sol bacağının dizden aşağısını kaybetmiş ve tüm hayatı boyunca koltuk değneği ile yürümek zorunda kalmış; ‘’ İnvictus ‘’ şiiriyle tanıdığımız İngiliz şair William Ernest Henley’den esinlenmiştir.
8-Muhteşem Gatsby-Daisy Buchanan

Fitzgerald, Daisy’i ilk aşkı Ginevra King’den esinlenerek yazmıştır. 1915 yılında tanışan Scott ve Ginevra birbirlerine deli gibi âşık olmuş fakat 1917’ye kadar süren bu ilişki Ginevra’nın babasından Fitzgerald’a gönderilen bir mektupla sonlanmıştır. Mektupta şöyle yazar: “Yoksul adamlar, zengin kızlarla evlenmeyi düşünmemelidir.”
9-Dracula-Van Helsing

Bram Stoker’ın Dracula romanında vampir avcısı olan Van Helsing’in yaratılışında doktor öğretim sistemini geliştirmiş Hollandalı doktor Gerard van Swieten’dan ilham aldığı düşünülüyor. Ayrıca Gerard batıl inançlara karşı olan bir doktordu ve halkın bahsettiği vampir saldırılarını araştırmak için Moravya’ya gitti. Gezinin ardından gördüğü vakaları açıkladı ve vampirlerin gerçek olmadığına dair bir rapor yazdı. Diğer doktorların da desteğiyle, imparatoriçe vampir olduğu düşünülen insanların öldürülmesini yasakladı.
10-Karlar Kraliçesi

Andersen, 1840’ta İsveçli opera sanatçısı Jenny Lind ile tanıştı ve ona aşık oldu, ancak Lind onunla romantik olarak ilgilenmedi. Carole Rosen’a göre Andersen, Lind onu reddettikten sonra buz yürekli Snow Queen‘i modellemek için Lind’den ilham aldı.

Yazan: Hazal Kebabci, Çizim: Fatma Erkuş

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 22, 2020

Kütüphanelerde Yeni Teknolojiler #MerveCinel

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 22, 2020

#ElektronikYayıncılık nedir? #MerveCinel

Elektronik yayıncılık nedir, avantajları ve dezavantajları nelerdir, elektronik yayıncılık türleri nelerdir?

Türkiye’de 1920’li yıllardan bu yana süren nüfus problemine çözüm olarak sunulan “Bekarlık Vergisi” üzerine birçok tartışma yapılmış, demeçler verilmiştir. Bu verginin yürürlüğe konulması konusunda ısrarlar 1940’lı yılların ortasına kadar sürse de hiç bir zaman kabul edilmemiştir.

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 22, 2020

Senaryo Yazımına Giriş #YılmazErdoğan

Öğrence’nin ilk bölümünde, senaryo yazımına giriş ve öğrence kavramı ele alınıyor. #yılmazerdoğan #öğrence #senaryoyazarlığı

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 22, 2020

Neden bu kadar yalnızız?

Neden yalnızız? Neden bu kadar yalnız hissediyoruz? Eren ve Hakan bu videoda yalnızlığı, kişisel tecrübelerinden yola çıkarak edebiyatın ışığında anlamaya çalışıyor. Ortaya yalnızlığa dair uzun bir sohbet çıkıyor.

Beautiful rare footage of Charles Chaplin and his wife Oona at their home, the Manoir de Ban in Corsier-sur-Vevey, Switzerland, in 1973 from Richard Patterson’s documentary The Gentleman Tramp (1975) with Walter Matthau. © Roy Export Company Limited

“Türkiye’nin Değerleri” serimizin ilk konuğu, Prof. Dr. İoanna Kuçuradi. “Başkaldırıdan felsefeye gittim” diyen 84 yaşındaki Kuçuradi, ömrünü felsefeye ve insan haklarına adamış bir isim… Eğitimini İstanbul Üniversitesi’nde tamamlayan profesör, yıllardır derslerinde “Küçük Prens” kitabından örneklerle öğrencilerine felsefe anlatıyor. İnsan ilişkileri yürütmenin Mars’a gitmekten, insan haklarının tesisinden bile zor olduğunu düşünüyor. İnsanı anlamayı dert edinen Kuçuradi’ye göre, felsefe dünyayı cennete çevirmese bile çok şeyi değiştirebilir: “Etik bilgi yok insanlarda. İnsan hakları bilgisi yok. Üniversitelerde bütün dallara insan hakları eğitimi yapmak gerekiyor. Ama insan hakları belgelerini anlatarak değil. Meslekle ilgisini görecek şekilde…”

Prof. Dr. İoanna Kuçuradi, 1936 yılında İstanbul’da doğdu. Zapyon Rum Kız Lisesi’nin ardından İstanbul Üniversitesi Felsefe Bölümü’nü bitirdi. 1965 yılında “Schopenhauer ve Nietzsche’de İnsan Problemi” başlıklı teziyle aynı bölümde doktorasını tamamladı. 1969 yılında Hacettepe Üniversitesi Felsefe Bölümü’nü kurdu ve 2003 yılında emekli olana kadar bu bölümde başkanlık yaptı. Hacettepe Üniversitesi’nde “İnsan Hakları Araştırma ve Uygulama Merkezi”ni de kuran Prof. Kuçuradi, 1983 yılında yönetim kuruluna seçildiği “Uluslararası Felsefe Kuruluşları Federasyonu”nda genel sekreterlik ve başkanlık görevlerinde bulundu. Profesör halen Maltepe Üniversitesi’nde İnsan Hakları Araştırma ve Uygulama Merkezi Müdürü ve İnsan Hakları Anabilim Dalı Başkanı olarak görev yapıyor. Ömrünü felsefeye adayan Kuçuradi, insan hakları alanında çalışmalarıyla biliniyor.

VI. Ulusal Online Akademik Kaynak Paylaşım Çalıştayı – Çalıştay Özel Konuğu Prof.Dr. Celal Şengör Prof.Dr. Celal Şengör ile Küresel Salgının Akademiye Etkileri : Bilgiye Erişim, Bilginin Sağlanması ve Kütüphane Kaynaklarının Paylaşımı Üzerine Bir Sohbet Moderatör : Sema ÇELİKBAŞ, İstanbul Teknik Üniversitesi

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 22, 2020

#GörBeni serisinin konuğu #ÖyküSerter (#ArmağanÇağlayan)

Gör Beni serisinde bu hafta konuğumuz Öykü Serter. Geçmişte yaşadığı skandal aşk ve ardından getirdiği olumsuz olayları anlatan Serter, yaşadıklarına göğüs germenin zor olduğunu ama onu çok olgunlaştırdığını söyledi.

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 22, 2020

The headlines from the 1918 #pandemic are incredible

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 22, 2020

Must do these exercises to remain fit in #lockdown

Posted by: bluesyemre | November 22, 2020

Ülkelere göre en zengin iş insanları

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