In this week’s New Yorker Nicholson Baker has a long and fascinating piece about the history of the liquid crystal display that you are looking at right now. He traces its development back to the 1880s, when German scientists were studying the strange behaviour of cholesterol derived from carrots, and reporting excitedly on the existence of ‘flowing crystals! … The impossible here really seems to become possible’. Fifty years later a prototype LCD television had been patented, but it was decisively outgunned by the cathode ray tubes which dominated our living rooms from the 1950s onwards. ‘The bigger they got the heavier and boxier their containers were,’ Baker recalls, ‘(although they did give off a nice odor of baked dust when you sniffed the vents at the back)’. Finally the technology moved to Japan and Korea, where vast quantities of unthinkably sophisticated precision-engineering go into making the flat screens for our TVs, our cameras, our i-gizmos. Remarkably, the liquid crystals themselves still come from the same German firm, Merck, that started making them in the first decade of the twentieth century.
Baker tours the Korean factories and expos that allow him to glimpse the present and future of our glossy, hyperreal displays, and what really excites him are screens that threaten to annihilate pixellation–‘screens towards which we would be able to bend close, as we would to a printed page, and on which we would (almost) be able to read words the way they were meant to be read, not as stair-stepping digital approximation but as smooth, continuously curving shapes of meaning’. His yearning for ‘unblurred, crisply seriffed’ letters takes on extra significance in the pages of the New Yorker, a magazine dripping with its accumulated cultural capital, printed in a beautiful font on glossy paper, and so prim in its editorial standards that it insists on introducing a diaeresis (thank you, Wikipedia!) into words with ambiguously doubled vowels, such as ‘coöperate’ or ‘reëmerge’. All this extraordinary energy, and at the end of it we might have reinvented the wheel of ink on paper… Perhaps all it proves is that writers are not the people to ask about the future of LCD.