The Natural Selection of Books

by Christopher Horner

Nothing odd will do long. Tristram Shandy did not last – Dr. Johnson.

Where are the authors of yesterday? And where will today’s be tomorrow? Look for some principle of sorting, some logic to the winnowing process that consigns this to the bin and that to perpetual presence. You won’t find it. I wish the reliable answer was ‘quality’, but it doesn’t seem so. Nor is popularity: plenty of best sellers are consigned to oblivion.  Is there a kind of ‘natural selection’ going on? Is it just luck?

Some writers are strongly identified with a decade or so, are popular, wildly so in some cases, and then completely fade. Others survive and are still read, though sometimes only via one book – the rest of their output goes into the dark. Getting on a school or University reading list can help, or having a film version, but even that isn’t always enough. When I was boy certain writers were ubiquitous, but seem very dated now: Neville Shute, John Wyndham, Paul Gallico, Lawrence Durrell.  They were all set texts in their time. Does anyone think they’ll be revived? Steinbeck, though, is regularly set for students, and lives on. Not in all of his books, though: only about half a dozen of his 33 books are often read. But this is more than enough for immortality: it’s hard to imagine The Grapes of Wrath, for instance, ever going out of print: it is too clearly a very great novel for that. Or so it seems to us.

Orwell has surely been safe for ages – through just two famous books, neither of which is Keep the Aspidistra Flying. His essays seem alive too.  Ideology plays a role here: he was saying things in Animal Farm and 1984 that influential people wanted disseminated. You couldn’t get through school in Britain without being made to read him. I persist in thinking him overrated. Will he fade without the Cold War? There’s no sign of it yet.

This is all very hit or miss. Dr Johnson was famously wrong about Lawrence Sterne. Yet can we imagine the novels of John Fowles, once the big thing in 70s, getting his The Magus read in 2525, or next year? Even The French Lieutenant’s Woman seems irretrievable. But stranger things have happened. Read more »

Monday, June 8, 2020

Coffee At Eleven

by Thomas O’Dwyer

Bewley's Café, Grafton Street, Dublin.
Bewley’s Café, Grafton Street, Dublin.

After suffering the injury of pandemic isolation for most of the year, the pride of Dublin city had insult added in May when a national treasure, Bewley’s Café, announced that its doors would be closed not just for the lockdown, but forever. Public outrage rippled out of the city and across the country. Newspapers, blogs and radio programmes lamented the passing of a legend. Bewley’s was the only café in Dublin whose aura, history, and place in people’s hearts could equal the legendary European coffee houses of Paris, Vienna and Venice. Public anger was especially sharp because vanishing customers did not cause the closure.

Bewley’s landlord, an unpopular property mogul, refused to give the café any relief on its annual rent of €1.5 million to ease it through the Covid-19 lockdown, forcing it to close and fire its 110 employees. Print media and the airwaves filled with hundreds of anecdotes and memories from the café’s golden days as “the heart and the hearth” of the city, as the magazine Journal called it. Bewley’s, the “legendary, lofty, clattery café” has always been associated with Leo Maguire’s song Dublin Saunter, a virtual anthem of the city:

“Dublin can be heaven
With coffee at eleven
And a stroll in Stephen’s Green…
Grafton Street’s a wonderland.
There’s magic in the air.
There’s diamonds in your lady’s eyes,
And gold dust in her hair.”

Bewley’s Oriental Café, on the city centre’s stylist Grafton Street, was founded by an English Quaker family who started by importing Chinese tea to Ireland in the 1830s. Ernest Bewley opened his first coffee shop in 1840, followed by a second one soon after on Westmoreland Street, boasting of coffee that was “rich, strong and aromatic, fresh roasted and ground daily on the premises.” Read more »