Welcome to the Humanitist
This is a test post of what to expect in the Humanitist newsletter, in the lead-up to Issue Zero
Editorial
Hello. This is your humble curator speaking. Editorial content will go here. In the best of times, it will contain epiphanies and other humanities-related whimsy. In the blurst of times, it will defend the honour of the liberal arts against the haters. All of the time, it will be an easy read and quite short.
New post alert
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Stewart Butterfield, the philosophy major who made Slack. He will be profiled (one day)
When your humble curator’s finished another Humanitist profile (they can take hours to put together), an announcement and preview will go here.
Humanitist update
Number of web visitors: One (just your humble curator)
Newsletter signups: One (again, yours truly)
Any other stats worth sharing: Forty-two
Feedback
Dear humble curator (if that is your real name),
I hate my Humanitist profile. You couldn’t be more wrong in it. How dare you attempt to tell the story of my life using publicly available resources. You should have contacted my assistant with pre-set questions for them to answer on my behalf. Shame on you!
I quite like what you did with my headshot though.
Sincerely,
Captain of Industry with a Humanities Degree
Reader feedback
Dear humble curator,
I don’t despise your website. It may, or may not, help me decide what to study at university. I don’t read the Curator Commentaries though so why do you bother writing them?
Sincerely
Junior Senior
Some kind of sign-off
Maybe it’ll be a joke, like what Casey Newton does at the end of each Interface issue. Or something more philosophical and non-sequitiry, like an obscure lyric or quote: Champagne for my real friends, real pain for my sham friends.
Fin.