Charles Babbage: Father of computers, Destroyer of buskers

Charles Babbage, for those who don’t know, was an
English mathematician and inventor who designed
(but never completed) a mechanical device called
“the difference engine” which would carry out math-
ematical functions.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charles_Babbage

But did you know that he also hated (nay, loathed)
street musicians? It’s true. He goes on about it for
some 25 pages in his book “Passages From the Life
of a Philosopher”. The pertinent chapter can be read
here, if you’re so inclined:

http://books.google.com/books?id=2T0AAAAAQAAJ&printsec=frontcover#PPA337,M1

It begins:

He also supplies a list of “instruments of torture
permitted by the Government to be in daily and
nightly use in the streets of London”, in which
are included the Flageolet, “Halfpenny whistles”,
Organ(?!), and, of course, the much-maligned
Bagpipes.

It’s quite the diatribe.

Wow, bummer, I was just getting up the courage to busk here soon. :confused: Well, since Mr. Babbage isn’t around to complain, I’ll give it a shot anyway :slight_smile:

Maybe he wasn’t much fun to be around.

“Damned infernal buskers. Hooligans. Knaves.”

Yeah, I’ll bet he refused to return their baseballs and frisbees, too. :imp:

Ha’penny whistles, eh? Talk about inflation.

An interesting pairing with this is Henry Mayhew’s London Labour and the London Poor published in 1857, just a few years before, in which journalist Mayhew paints a very sympathetic picture of London street musicians and other characters. Including Whistling Billy - the dancing whistler who appears as the logo on Clarke Sweetone whistles.

Billy’s story begins on page 199 at the bottom, and the chapter on Street Musicians on page 158.

http://books.google.co.uk/books?id=fIoBAAAAQAAJ&pg=PA199

Actually, I’m very sympathetic to the underappreciated problem of noise pollution. I say as at this very moment my neighbor is in the process of removing his concrete front driveway with jackhammers …

percussionists…

Hel-lo Aspergers!

Really. These guys don’t know the tune, can’t find the beat, and don’t know when to quit.

ah, and the worst kind at that, eh?

Yeah, I was wondering.

“Another class who are great supporters of street music, consists of ladies of elastic virtue and cosmopolitan tendencies, to whom it affords a decent excuse for displaying their fascinations at their own open windows. Most ladies resident in London are aware of this peculiarity, but occasionally some few to whom it is not known have found very unpleasant inferences drawn, in consequence of thus gratifying their musical taste.”

“Elastic virtue”: witty. But what are “cosmopolitan tendencies” and why are they a bad thing? And what are these “fascinations” of which he speaks? :wink:

comopolitan = French. You know, snails and … stuff.

fascinations … That’s plural, or more precisely, dual in this case. As in, “That’s a lovely pair of fascinations you have there, Madame.”

You have to figure out the fascinator and the fascinatee. The latter, in this case, being ol’ Charlie.

(Yes, I caught the wink… :wink: )

When someone says fascinator I think of bits of feathers arranged into a hairpiece…but I don’t really think that’s what he meant :blush:

Scrooge.

Interesting…

The whole sneer together means: "They’re so slutty they’ll even screw a frenchman. Or even worse, the Irish!

I’ve bookmarked the section, and read about 5 pages…it’s just about the funniest read I’ve had in ages. This guy is a trip. I’m going to print off a copy to take to session…they’ll appreciate it.

Thanks for sharing.

Eric

AHHH. “Tendencies”, yes. Of course. All is made clear.

At first I thought that sipping espresso, eating garlicky snails, and speaking other languages well were the culpable things.

Ah, but they are, they are.

Sic transit gloria Albioni.

Sigh.