Have you ever heard of a library without books? I haven’t—at least until now—but apparently such a thing actually exists. And while I could understand the appeal to some extent, it seems to me that it is something akin to a vegan steak—edible, perhaps somewhat filling, yet still lacking a few essentials. Maybe it’s a hint of nostalgia, but I still remember when, as a youngster, I would go to the local library, stand between the shelves and, with my eyes closed, randomly pull out a book. You can’t imagine how many treasures I discovered that way. Besides, my objection most likely comes from the fact that it seems like another step towards eliminating the traditional book, because although their electronic replacements have their advantages, they are still far from surpassing the paper ones. Take the 1969 Faber and Faber edition of The Complete Poems and Plays of T.S. Eliot in your hand (which I happen to have on my desk right now), and you will understand.
More words to ponder at maciejmodzelewski.com
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