Monday, 13 June 2011
Kindle Schmindle
One can procure a Kindle for £111 and store thousands of tomes, from Tolstoy to Turgenev. This plastic beast is lighter than an apple -- the fruit -- and only needs new batteries once a month. However, as with the iPod, vast choice at your fingertips is not, necessarily, something to cherish. Remember those hours spent voraciously devouring that dog-eared, yellowing book, which smelt vaguely redolent of museums and mothballs? Ah, the nostalgia. Back down, newfangled critter.
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You are not the only one that feels this way... "Smell is the most powerful trigger to the memory there is. A certain flower, or a-a whiff of smoke can bring up experiences long forgotten. Books smell musty and-and-and rich. The knowledge gained from a computer is a – it, uh, it has no-no texture, no-no context. It’s-it’s there and then it’s gone. If it’s to last, then-then the getting of knowledge should be, uh, tangible, it should be, um, smelly." Giles agrees.
ReplyDeleteThere is something nicer about a real book but when moving house I do wish all my weighty tomes could be transported in one small plastic cartridge.
ReplyDeleteI concur, Samantha. Olfactory senses are hugely powerful. Occasionally, when I perambulate down the street, an emanation pervades my nostrils and I feel quite heady.
ReplyDeleteI agree with Sam, too. In terms of transportability, the Kindle annihilates the weighty tome.
ReplyDeleteHi Andy,
ReplyDeleteThis has kindled my interest. I have just read an edition of Lolita which has really beautiful binding and endpapers.