{"id":109540,"date":"2017-04-04T09:43:20","date_gmt":"2017-04-04T13:43:20","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/?p=109540"},"modified":"2017-04-04T10:32:59","modified_gmt":"2017-04-04T14:32:59","slug":"i-go-nowhere-without-my-boa","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/2017\/04\/04\/i-go-nowhere-without-my-boa\/","title":{"rendered":"I Go Nowhere Without My Boa Constrictor, and Other News"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/04\/aimeecrocker.gif\"><img loading=\"lazy\" decoding=\"async\" class=\"aligncenter wp-image-109541\" src=\"https:\/\/www.theparisreview.org\/blog\/wp-content\/uploads\/2017\/04\/aimeecrocker.gif\" alt=\"\" width=\"1000\" height=\"772\" \/><\/a><\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>Today\u2019s heiresses are boring: their idea of adventure is trying to\u00a0sip\u00a0a green juice while their lips are still numb from cosmetic surgery. (Oops\u2014dribbled a bit on that Balmain dress!) Aim\u00e9e Crocker, a San Francisco railroad heiress born in 1864, used her wealth to scandalize prudes and scald the bourgeois palate. Her 1934 memoir, <em>And I\u2019d Do It Again<\/em>, describes her saturnalian adventures around the globe. Now it\u2019s been reissued, and Libby Purves read it with relish: \u201c<a href=\"http:\/\/www.the-tls.co.uk\/articles\/public\/aimee-crocker\/\" target=\"_blank\">When Aim\u00e9e Crocker took up with a feudal Chinese warlord or a \u2018Wild Man Of Borneo\u2019 in the 1890s, it shocked everyone but her<\/a>. When, back\u00a0in New York, she invited the cream of society to a dinner and appeared, heavily decollet\u00e9e and wrapped in a sixty-pound boa constrictor whose muscular form she found erotic, there were faints and shrieking \u2026 She falls for a \u2018repulsively ugly\u2019 hypnotist in Honolulu, dumps him after an incident at a leper colony, and reports not un-gleefully that two years later he put himself into a \u2018hystero-cataleptic\u2019 trance, was presumed dead and was autopsied while still alive. But by this point she\u2019s only just getting going \u2026 to China, where she ransoms a girl from a cathouse and becomes the prisoner of a warlord, who makes her watch an execution by a thousand cuts and informs her, \u2018I am the master of all that is beautiful in this house. I may keep those things, give them away or break them if it pleases me.\u2019 \u201d<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<ul>\n<li>For Andrew Blevins, \u201cthe central question of chess\u201d is one of paranoia: \u201cHow are they trying to get me?\u201d Revisiting Garry Kasparov\u2019s famous loss to Deep Blue, he sees a silver lining: it\u2019s taught humans to lose, and to move on without getting caught up in the existential angst of it all. Of course, for Kasparov himself, the angst is never-ending. As Blevins writes: \u201c<a href=\"http:\/\/reallifemag.com\/computer-moves\/\" target=\"_blank\">There\u2019s a famous moment in Deep Blue vs. Kasparov that I find revealing. After staying up all night with his team trying to figure out a particular Deep Blue move, an exhausted Kasparov accused IBM of cheating<\/a>. He didn\u2019t say this flat out but instead declared that the move reminded him of Diego Maradona\u2019s infamous \u2018Hand of God\u2019 goal in the 1986 World Cup. The move was genius, incredibly farsighted, far above any move that Deep Blue had played so far, so much so that Kasparov believed it must have been illegal \u2026 Deep Blue had selected the move at random, something it was programmed to do in the event of a certain malfunction. But experts also believe that the move in question wasn\u2019t as brilliant as Kasparov thought it was either. Instead, it was weird and unexpected, which can be, in certain cases, even more devastating.\u201d<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<p><!--more--><\/p>\n<ul>\n<li>Kristen Martin can\u2019t stop watching <em>Long Island Medium<\/em>, in which Theresa Caputo sticks a wrench into the mechanics of grief: \u201c<a href=\"http:\/\/lithub.com\/how-grief-books-by-mediums-harm-the-living-and-the-dead\/\" target=\"_blank\">I\u2019ve kept watching partially out of morbid fascination, and partially out of the unsettling realization that if I were to overcome my skepticism I might be the kind of person who seeks out Caputo\u2019s services<\/a>. In a reading with me, Caputo would probably allude to a mother figure and a father figure\u2014my parents. My mom died of lung cancer when I was twelve, and my dad died two years later of prostate cancer \u2026 These shows\u2014and books\u2014promise that we can fill the holes our loved ones leave behind if we just trust that they are out there in the hereafter, watching over us and sending us messages. On\u00a0<em>Long Island Medium<\/em>, Caputo starts many sentences with \u2018know\u2019\u2014\u2018Know that your mother heard everything \u2026 Know that your mom knew that you laid with her,\u2019 she tells Nicole, the young woman whose mom died of ALS. Her \u2018know\u2019 is meant to provide certainty in the face of the unknown, but really it functions as a \u2018believe,\u2019 and that belief can only stay firm if we trust that, as [Tyler] Henry says, \u2018love lasts forever.\u2019 \u201d<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<ul>\n<li>Poets? More like <em>bro-ets<\/em>! (Thank you. Get all the laughs out\u2014I\u2019ll wait.) Okay, really, John Dugdale has surveyed the many collaborations between dude poets over the centuries. What have we learned? Men help men. \u201c<a href=\"https:\/\/www.theguardian.com\/books\/booksblog\/2017\/mar\/31\/why-british-poets-are-bringing-the-bro-book-back\" target=\"_blank\">For more than 200 years, male British authors (usually poets, usually in pairs) have co-written or co-edited collections, anthologies or scholarly travel journals<\/a>. It\u2019s a tradition that is in surprisingly rude health, with recent examples and forthcoming festivities marking the fiftieth anniversary of a collaboration that sold shedloads. The subgenre\u2019s fundamental challenge (how\u2014and how much\u2014to write as \u2018we\u2019?) remains unsolved, however, as is the mystery of why female or mixed doubles pairings in all kinds of writing are comparatively rare. Do try, though, to avoid potentially hurtful comparisons to Bro (buddy) movies, Bro-country acts or rappers duetting: the writers involved are sensitive chaps.\u201d<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n<ul>\n<li>Ikutaro Kakehashi, who invented what may be the best drum machine of all time, has died at eighty-seven: \u201c<a href=\"https:\/\/www.nytimes.com\/2017\/04\/03\/arts\/music\/ikutaro-kakeshashi-roland-808-drum-machine-dead.html?rref=collection%2Fsectioncollection%2Farts\" target=\"_blank\">Kakehashi\u2019s drum machine\u2014officially the Roland TR-808 Rhythm Composer but known to musicians and listeners as simply the 808\u2014was by no means Mr. Kakehashi\u2019s only accomplishment<\/a>. He built Roland, which he founded in 1972, into a company that makes hundreds of widely used instruments and audio devices \u2026 Introduced in 1980 and discontinued in 1983, the TR-808\u2014TR stands for \u2018transistor rhythm\u2019\u2014was an analog device that made frankly artificial drum and percussion sounds: tinny handclaps, hissing high-hats, a dinky cowbell. But it was portable and could be programmed by untrained musicians, and with circuits that included the specific defective transistor, the 808\u2019s bass drum sound held thunderous low frequencies that could shake up clubs.\u201d<\/li>\n<\/ul>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In today\u2019s roundup: Aim\u00e9e Crocker\u2019s reissued memoir still shocks; many poets are also bro-ets; and more.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":38,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"categories":[2512],"tags":[28191,28192,16356,344,6965,24996,28193,2019,28190,28197,28194,10368,2047,28196,28195],"class_list":["post-109540","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-on-the-shelf","tag-aimee-crocker","tag-and-id-do-it-again","tag-bros","tag-chess","tag-deep-blue","tag-drum-machines","tag-garry-kasparov","tag-grief","tag-heiresses","tag-ikutaro-kakehashi","tag-long-island-medium","tag-memoirs","tag-poets","tag-roland-tr-808","tag-theresa-caputo"],"acf":[],"yoast_head":"<!-- This site is optimized with the Yoast SEO Premium plugin v25.4 (Yoast SEO v25.4) - https:\/\/yoast.com\/wordpress\/plugins\/seo\/ -->\n<title>\u201cAnd I\u2019d Do It Again\u201d: Aim\u00e9e Crocker and the Art of the Heiress<\/title>\n<meta name=\"description\" content=\"In today\u2019s arts and culture news: Aim\u00e9e Crocker\u2019s reissued memoir looks at a time when heiresses actually shocked; 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