6388 texts: Million Book Project
Pioneered by Jaime Carbonell, Raj Reddy, Michael Shamos, Gloriana St Clair, and Robert Thibadeau of Carnegie Mellon University, the goal of The Million Book Project is to digitize a million books by 2005. The task will be accomplished by scanning the books and indexing their full text with OCR technology. The undertaking will create a free-to-read, searchable digital library the approximate size of the combined libraries at Carnegie Mellon University, and one much bigger than the holdings of any high school library. The pilot Thousand Book Project has already been successfully completed and can be accessed here.Beim oberflächlichen Scrollen festgestellt: viele sehr schöne Texte dabei. Übrigens sehr viele Werke über Indien, Indisches, indische Geschichte, Landeskunde, Buddhismus und dergleichen. Störend sind allerdings extrem lange Ladezeiten bei manchen Listen.
Schnitt. Ein gutes Jahr später. 2001 ist tatsächlich das Jahr des Content gewesen. Allerdings auf ganz andere Weise, als wir es uns letzten Herbst ausgemalt hatten: Content war heuer vor allem deshalb auffällig geworden, weil nichts von dem, was wir konstatiert hatten, eingetreten war. Content war zur Katastrophenbranche geworden. Von: hier.
In den Texten zur Wirtschaft - Untertitel: Globalisierung * Digitalisierung * Rekulturalisierung - lassen sich interessante Funde machen.
die Website der Bochumer Arbeitsgruppe für Sozialen Konstruktivismus und Wirklichkeitsprüfung. Anschauliche und anmutige Kritik der herkömmlichen Psychologie in 176 Thesen; gibt es eigene Meinungen?, Surfen und Sich-selbst-Ausbeuten und weitere Papiere.
Frederick Lews Allen: Only Yesterday. An Informal History of the 1920´s.
They were never an organized group, these embattled highbrows. They differed vehemently among themselves, and even if they had agreed, the idea of organizing would have been repugnant to them as individualists. They were widely dispersed; New York was their chief rallying-point, but groups of them were to be found in all the other urban centers. They consisted mostly of artists and writers, professional people, the intellectually restless element in the college towns, and such members of the college-educated business class as could digest more complicated literature than was to be found in the Saturday Evening Post and McCall's Magazine; and they were followed by an ill-assorted mob of faddists who were ready to take up with the latest idea.
American Slave Narratives. An Online Anthology.
My mammy and pappy belong to two masters, but dey live together on a place. Dat de way de Creek slaves do lots of times. Dey work patches and give de masters most all dey make, but dey have some for demselves. Dey didn't have to stay on de master's place and work like I hear de slave of de white people and de Cherokee and Choctaw people say dey had to.
Maybe my pappy and mammy run off and git free, or maybeso dey buy demselves out, but anyway dey move away some time and my mammy's master sell me to old man Tuskaya-hiniha when I was jest a little gal. All I have to do is stay at de house and mind de baby.
Sherwood Anderson. Winesburg, Ohio.
George Willard shook his head and a note of com- mand came into his voice. "Don't stop now. Tell me the rest of it," he commanded sharply. "What happened? Tell me the rest of the story."
Enoch Robinson sprang to his feet and ran to the window that looked down into the deserted main street of Winesburg. George Willard followed. By the window the two stood, the tall awkward boy-man and the little wrinkled man-boy. The childish, eager voice carried forward the tale. "I swore at her," he explained. "I said vile words. I ordered her to go away and not to come back. Oh, I said terrible things. At first she pretended not to understand but I kept at it. I screamed and stamped on the floor. I made the house ring with my curses. I didn't want ever to see her again and I knew, after some of the things I said, that I never would see her again."
The old man's voice broke and he shook his head. "Things went to smash," he said quietly and sadly. "Out she went through the door and all the life there had been in the room followed her out. She took all of my people away. They all went out through the door after her. That's the way it was."
George Willard turned and went out of Enoch Robinson's room. In the darkness by the window, as he went through the door, he could hear the thin old voice whimpering and complaining. "I'm alone, all alone here," said the voice. "It was warm and friendly in my room but now I'm all alone."
Alle Texte von hier.
Bei Primalbub gibt es kostenlos (abgesehen von einer Registrierung) schön gestaltete pfd-Bücher. Unter anderem: by Guy Debord, The Revolution of Everyday Life by Raoul Vaneigem und die Vaneigems Basic Banalities aus Internationale Situationniste 7 & 8. Englisch also.
... is an electronic journal of text and art.
As our name indicates, we're interested in representations. In naming. In indicating. In schematics. In the labelling and taxonomy of things. In poems that masquerade as stories; in stories that disguise themselves as indices or obituaries.
hört sich erstmal nicht so an, als ob es einen interessieren könnte. Mich jedenfalls nicht. Dann stößt man ganz zufällig auf die Kreidestriche, "das Online-Forum Medienpädagogik", 2001 mit einem Grimme Online Award ausgezeichnet, und findet heraus, dass da klasse Texte herumliegen, Artikel über Medienkonzentration, ein Umberto Eco über Handies, Rudolf Arnheims Rundfunktheorie, eine "Geschichte des Ohrs" und vieles mehr, was zu lesen sich lohnt.