Books themselves aren’t going anywhere, or so I keep telling myself and fervently hoping despite all the evidence humanity’s collective brains are dissolving into a stew of slop and influence.
Books themselves aren’t going anywhere, or so I keep telling myself and fervently hoping despite all the evidence humanity’s collective brains are dissolving into a stew of slop and influence.
Isn’t this just a normal part of aging? It happens more and more that you don’t like new media and don’t understand what those crazy kids are into?
Well I do read them, what I said is that I find very little I think is worth re-reading. My curiosity is not fading away as I grow old, quite the contrary. I’m just more conscious of the little time I have left and the need to be picky.