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“iPod Nation,” NEWSWEEK, July 26, 2004.
“From early on we wanted a product that would seem so natural and so inevitable and so simple you almost wouldn’t think of it as having been designed,” says Apple’s industrial designer. This austerity extended to the whiteness of the iPod, a double-crystal polymer Antarctica, a blankness that screams in brilliant colors across a crowded subway. “It’s neutral, but it is a bold neutral, just shockingly neutral,” says Ive.
Assessing the final product, Jobs bestows, for him, the ultimate accolade: “It’s as Apple as anything Apple has ever done.”
The year the lowercase i became a way of life.
May you be forever snapping into Slim Jims with Miss Elizabeth in the great beyond.
RIP Macho Man Randy Savage. We’ll snap into a Slim Jim today, just for you.
Geraldine Ferraro’s 1984 Vice Presidential Acceptance Speech. The first female VP candidate for a major party ticket, Ferraro died on Saturday at the age of 75.
RIP to legendary actress Elizabeth Taylor, who passed away this morning at age 79. Taylor won two Academy Awards for best actress and starred in over 60 films during her career, including “Father of the Bride,” “Who’s Afraid of Virginia Woolf?,” “Butterfield 8,” “Suddenly, Last Summer,” and “A Place In The Sun.” She was also known for her quotable personality, her eight marriages and her strong work as an AIDS philanthropist. We have numerous photos of her in our Billy Rose Theatre Collection at our Library For The Performing Arts - we’ll be sharing several throughout the day.
RIP Nate Dogg.
The inimitable Dan Stone writes about his childhood encounter with the dearly departed performer.
Dan’s recollection of Tom Bosley is clear: he was seated in a cocktail lounge.
Been meaning to post all day. RIP. Also: they’re dancing in fire. What’s not to love.
Can’t believe we forgot the ode to 2Pac today. Perfect bedtime jam.