The Guinness Book of World Records was the brainchild of Sir Hugh Beaver, the managing director of Guinness Brewery . . . in 1951, he got into a Monty Python-esque argument while hunting (about the airborne speed of two birds: the red grouse and the golden plover) and realized that bars would benefit greatly from a book to settle absurd arguments, so he tasked the McWhirter brothers with the project, with the promise that he'd stamp the Guinness name on the product, and in 1955,
a perennial bestseller was born (a bestseller which is undergoing a transformation . . . listen to
this episode of Planet Money for that story).
One more reason to celebrate Beaver.
ReplyDeleteyou realize you're celebrating sir beaver? not that there's anything wrong with that . . .
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I celebrate Beaver's entire catalog.
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