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[chiller]

It emerges, on Twitter, that books - you know, the paper things that go wrinkly in the bath, are burned by Nazis, hidden by scholars, and whose scent captures the purpose of humanity, viz: that we are the self aware light blinking at the heart of the universe - BOOKS, right, apparently now need to be further defined

Comments

[changeling72]

I like real books. There's nothing like the feel, and smell, of paper and print between one's fingers.

[chiller]

I completely agree. Unfortunately I can't read the sodding things any more.

[chiller]

M.E. has badly affected my vision (it's very common with the condition).

The muscles controlling my lenses tire easily. ME also damages the visual processing part of the brain*, and I get phenomenally strong and long-lived after-images when I look at anything that is high-contrast, meaning that on a bright white page, as I scan line 2 I can still see line 1 - after a few minutes I am looking at layer on layer of lines, not just the line I am actually trying to read

[almostwitty]

You need an advertising campaign to go with it. Fortunately, the BBC made one:

[peglegpete]

Now I can't stop thinking about running around like a chicken, clucking BOOK! BOOK! and pecking, well, books.

[chiller]

As the frog said: reddit, reddit.