OH I KNOW YOU DIDN’T FORGET ABOUT ALICE KOBER WHEN YOU POSTED MICHAEL VENTRIS.
She only DID ALL THE WORK, decoding a third of Linear B by herself, smoking cigarettes at her mom’s house and filing her work by hand on index cards she had to make herself because of war shortages using her empty cigarette cartons as filing drawers. And she didn’t just stumble on the win—she called her shot when she graduated, and the only thing that stopped her was death by cancer.
She called in the sick burn unit on academic chumps who were beneath her and heaped praise on the ones she respected. She and Ventris met once—he didn’t think she was worthy of figuring out Linear B because she was a woman. She didn’t think he was worthy because he was an incompetent amateur.
After he “discovered” Linear B, Ventris said it was like filling out a crossword puzzle without the black squares and borders. EXCEPT, 50 YEARS LATER, WE FOUND OUT THAT VENTRIS USED KOBER’S NEARLY COMPLETE DECODING AS THE BASIS OF HIS WORK.
To Ventris’ credit, he acknowledged Kober in his work, but because he’s a man and it was the 1950s, nobody reported it. Nobody found out how close Kober had gotten until her archives were cataloged in 2013.
So yeah, Ventris may have had the brooding and cheekbones that Tumblr loves so fucking much, but Kober? Crush crush crush.