With the hype on the internet, the addictions to social websites, and the hurried pace of society, it seems books have become our greatest dust collectors. I cannot help but to be bothered by this, being a writer and wanting to see my books published and on display in a Barnes and Noble someday. Maybe E-books will be the way to go.
Technology has become my best friend and my opponent at the same time. When asked by newspaper sales-people if I'd like to subscribe, I politely say "no" thinking I can access all the news I want on the internet. Shame on me for not thinking about what I'm going to use to start my wood-stove on those cold winter mornings when newspapers would be the perfect ticket. And then there is that technology where people are changing over to "pellet-stoves" saying they are that much better than the traditional wood stoves. Yeah... okay... good luck in a power outage!
Back to the subject of books. In my schooling I find that my best references have been the actual books. Looking things up on the internet isn't bad, but how many unreliable sources must I dodge before I find something written by a reputable author? Once again using my favorite old time TV show as a reference, there was a Star Trek episode I believe called "Court Martial"... where Kirk was going to trial for something a computer on the Enterprise said he did, when it actually didnt happen that way. His attorney had books stacked to the ceiling, and Kirk pondered this and asked what was with the books. Later, it was found that someone manipulated the ship's computer too get even with Kirk. How much different is that than those people today that steal our ID, credit card info, and hack into our little worlds, just because they can? I'm not knocking computers, and a hypocrite I would be if I did, as I write these words from my laptop today, and find myself nearing the completion of my Master's Degree made possible by computers and the internet.
Yes, I too am guilty of filling my shelves with these relics from the past. Every now and then I take one out, leaf through it, think about how neat it would be to take the time to sit back with a glass of red wine and just read. Then I place it back on the shelf, log onto my Yahoo home page, read the daily news and weather, and visit my Face Book page before heading out to face my day. But, I keep my books. Someday, when an electronics inhibiting futuristic bomb is detonated, or Solar Flares from the sun extinguish all possible use of elcetronics for an uncertain amount of time, I will sit back in my recliner, pop the cork, and open up one of these babies. Cheers to the books!