Thursday, July 05, 2012
Reading
I don’t read enough. I
read some, mostly at night before I fall asleep. Usually that means a few pages before I doze
off. This is not enough. I used to read more. I used to read all the time. I used to read all day.
Of course, television has always been a
distraction, but for most of my life it was not a major distraction because television
primarily has been a purveyor of garbage.
Sure, it has sports, and the occasional show I fall in love with like
Friends or Bay City Blues, but in general, reading has been a much more
attractive an option than tv.
Cable tv did present more of a distraction, but with the
advent of innumerable reality shows (I mean, really, do this many people care
about what all these housewives are doing?) and the switch of the History
Channel from shows about actual history to ones about Swamp People, I still managed to get in a
great deal of reading.
Recordings of movies cuts into my reading, too. I love movies, and the idea that I can pop in
Saving Private Ryan or Casablanca or Major League is often much more enticing
than reading. Reading, of course, is an
active enterprise. Watching a movie is
much more passive, and therefore much more seductive when feeling ill, tired,
lazy, or just plan blah. I have now
watched a lot of movies made from books which I should have read in the first
place. For a long time I never read Gone
with the Wind because I love the movie so much, but as with most of them, the
book is better. I have never read a
single Dickens book, but I know about Ebeneezer Scrooge and Oliver Twist. I never read the Maltese Falcon, but I know
that Sam Spade looks like Humphrey Bogart.
The Bible? Why bother? There are lots of movies from that book.
Now, of course, I have Netflix. This means I don’t have to leave the comfort
of my couch to watch movies and old tv shows.
In the past at least I used to have to drive to Blockbuster or the
Redbox or someplace, enough of a disincentive that picking up the book on my
nightstand constituted a better idea.
But now, with just some remote control work (something I truly am good
at) I can be watching Star Trek, or maybe a classic film. Reading has diminished.
However, the single biggest impediment to more reading is the
internet. There is so much interesting
stuff on there. Have you ever been to
Ted.com? Wow, I love those talks. They are smart to keep them about 15 minutes
or so, making them easily digestible. I
watch all kinds of talk about science, stuff I would never know about.
I use Stumbleupon to find new stuff. It leads me to a lot of junk, but also to a
lot of gems. There are website about
astronomy and physics, many contain fascinating photographs of far off
nebula. They tell me about planets
orbiting other suns and sub-atomic particles.
Maybe one of them will explain M theory in a way I can understand it
someday. I surf the net and find
history, technology, entertainment news (apparently lots of people like to
watch movies and read about the private lives of movie stars), inspirational
quotes, etc.
Anyway, so I don’t read as much. Of course, I keep a book next to my bed as I always
have. A real book. Of course, I always have a book on my iPad,
but there is something about crawling into bed and curling up with a good book
that cannot be replicated by curling up with a good tabloid computer. For one thing, my iPad also connects to the
internet and has a Netflix app. So there
I am distracted again.
This is why I have a storage locker in Lakewood filled with
boxes of books. I have even read some of
them.
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