“Pride and Prejudice” two hundred years later

A previous post reminded me that I had never read Pride and Prejudice.  So I decided to give it a try.  Here’s my experience of reading Pride and Prejudice in the modern world.

I downloaded the text for free from Amazon.  It took less than a minute to get it onto my iPad–but I got annoyed, as usual, because Apple won’t let you download Kindle books from inside the Kindle app.  The two-step process cost me an extra 20 seconds or so to get the novel to appear out of thin air.

I started reading the book on my iPad while flying 38,000 feet in the air across America.  I took advantage of the Kindle app’s built-in dictionary to tap on unfamiliar words and learn what they mean.  The words I didn’t know mainly had to do with modes of transportation in Jane Austen’s day; I now understand the difference between a curricle and a phaeton, although I’m not sure the definitions will stick in my brain.  Not much need to know those words today unless you’re reading a Jane Austen novel.

As I mentioned, I continued reading the novel while watching the final game of the 2013 World Series. Most of the players had incomes in excess of Mr. Darcy’s ten thousand pounds a year (even adjusted for inflation); however, watching them pour champagne over each other in the locker room convinced me that not even Mrs. Bennet would have found them respectable suitors for her daughters.  Also, I’m not sure any of the girls would have found those beards attractive.

I picked up the novel again while waiting to drive down to Commercial Street in Provincetown and see the somewhat unusual sights it has to offer.  This time I read the book on my iPhone; the Kindle app helpfully synced my place in the book with the furthest place I had reached on my iPad.  How does it do that?  Many of the folks I saw on Commercial Street were heading to a ball, but I don’t think the ball was anything like the one that Mr. Bingley hosted at Netherfield.  The men I encountered were, if anything, even less suitable than the baseball players.

I finished the novel while watching the Patriots destroy the Steelers on Sunday afternoon, followed by the Bears edging the Green Bay Packers on Monday Night Football.  Clearly neither Mr. Gronkowski nor Mr. Polomalu were suitable matches.  Nor Mr. Rogers, whose collarbone fractures so easily.  Mr. Brady would possibly have made a good husband to one of the girls, had he not scandalously sired a child out of wedlock some years ago.

At any rate, it is now 200 years since Pride and Prejudice was first published, and the world has changed.  And it is still exactly the same.  We now have a lovely new word humblebrag, and here is Mr. Darcy talking about the same thing in 1813:

“Nothing is more deceitful,” said Darcy, “than the appearance of humility. It is often only carelessness of opinion, and sometimes an indirect boast.”

What a great novel.

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6 thoughts on ““Pride and Prejudice” two hundred years later

  1. Speaking of curricles, did you know that St. Fiacre is the patron saint of cab drivers?

    I take it that Mr. Incognito is also out of the question.

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      • Ah, but can you differentiate between a phaeton and a high-perch phaeton? As for Mr. Brady, we ladies will hear no criticism of a gentleman of such staggering wealth, er, fine, charitable instincts. Pooh!

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      • I gather Mr. Brady and his lovely bride have purchased a $14 million pied a terre in the Grammercy section of New York City. Finally he will have a place to store his Yankee caps!

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  2. Ah, that unfortunate word “bride”! Clearly Mr. Brady is a person of NO interest whatever to mothers of marriageable — er, that is, to persons of OUR distinction. (Yawns discreetly in UTTER boredom at the mere THOUGHT of him!)

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