I finally ran out of dead-tree reading material today and took the kindle for a spin to a coffee shop. Using a device like that at home is one thing; in public, a whole other. The first thing that struck me is that it’s an inherently antisocial device.
Some argue that reading is itself an antisocial activity. Not entirely. More than one conversation with a stranger (or not) in my life has been spurred by the title tucked into my hands. Books are social objects of the first order. The kindle [irony!] kills this.