Victorians Smiling is one of Retronaut’s older posts (nearly a year and a half at this point), but I still like it greatly, because it serves as a reminder to me that history is not the cold, sterile thing we often imagine it to be. We do have a tendency to imagine the past as staid – not least, I think, because frozen images connote a certain formality in that part of our monkey brains which equates stillness with seriousness. (In twenty years or so, people are going to start thinking hippies were uptight, just because it’ll all be pictures of dead hippies and the boomers will mostly be dead and won’t be able to say “no, it wasn’t like that at all, we were the generation of love and peace and so on.”)
But I like the post mostly for this picture:
If only because you know that one of them must have farted.