The Kindle.

So, here I go again.  This time my rant is on soemthing apauling.  Something that is also making me a little sad.  Something that to me is an unnecessary item in todays culture.  Here we go again....my soap box has been placed on the floor and my feet are now up on it.

Tonights subject....The Kindle.  

For those of you who have no clue what the Kindle is here is an explanation.  The Kindle is a demon device designed to allow the lazy people of the world as well as the modern people who live for the "conveniences" of todays society so they don't have to slow down for the worl the ability to read books.  This is a flat screened, palm size piece of equipment that allows "modern day" people to go to sites like Amazon.com and Barnes and Noble.com,  choose a book, pay for it via credit card, and low and behold within minutes it's transfered to this little piece of devilwear.  No mobility required.  No using your brain to choose a title.  No excersizing your arm muscles to pull it off a shelf.  No brain activity required.  A simple and thoughtless process for those people who have conformed to a society of technological innovations designed to keep us moving faster than the speed of light.  I hate this damn piece of equipment.  When did we get so lazy??

The reason I have chosen to write this blog on yet another of society's "make life easier" items is because someone (who shall remain nameless to protect them from anymore scutiny from the rare "others" who think like me) asked for one for Christmas.  This person is smart and so much better than this.  Her explanation for wanting one was that her life was just too crazy and she wanted to read a book but had no time to get to a bookstore to find one.  This piece of technology she said would give her the ability to read again.  OMG!!!!!!!!  Seriously!!!  Take a look a that last statment and her explanation.  There's my point exactly!!!  SLOW DOWN PEOPLE!!!! Take a minute and breathe!!  Breathe in the beautiful aromas of leather bound vintage books, breathe in the scents of the way life used to be before we (the human race) needed and just had to have everything faster and on the go.  

Bookstores are a fantastic place.  A place where magic happens.  A place where dreams can become realities if even for a few hundred pages.  A place where weddings can be planned and dresses can be made and art can come alive with the flips of a few pages.  A place where smells of the old and new combine into this musty and rustic fragrance of days gone by and days yet to come.  A place where history and the past meet the present and the future.  A place of wonder for both the young and the old.   When did we stop loving this??  To me the smells of a bookstore are timeless.  A place where the fast-pace world outside disapears and everything slows to a kings and queens style waltz.  I'm not talking about a huge corporate bookstore like Barnes and Noble where modern conveniences combine with modern day books.  I'm talking about that fabulous place where bookshelves are unfinished and theres a rustic appeal where old books and new books lie side by side on floors and shelves.  Where layers and layers of books line walls.  Where the colors are simple and basic.  Where there's always that semi-damp feel in the air but never enough to put you out.  Where the chairs face the sidewalks and cars go by.  Where cats sit in windows and purr at customers ankles while they peruse the aisles and tables of vintage and antique books.  Ya know!  That beautiful little hole in the wall, shop around the corner, small, family owned bookstore where every sense a human being has is brought to life.  There's no glitz.  No glamour.  No coffee shop and no singers.  Just the simplicity and quiet of a tiny little shop.  Usually these places have a string of jingly bells on their doors to let them know they have customers and the employees are friendly heart-shape faced happy people that have greyish hair and always seem happy to see you.  

When  did this type of wonderful experience get replaced with the "convenience" of online ordering and in a flash it there type of shopping??  If you can't find an hour (hopefully longer...an hour never cuts it when I'm books shopping)  to go out and look in a bookstore then maybe it's time to re-evaluate your life.  Cuz you're a heart attack waiting to happen if your life is that crazy.  People!!!  There is always time to go out and shop for a new book to read.  Make time!!  Books are wonderful peices of a person's imagination.  Better than any TV show and there is always somethint for everyone.  

I've said it before and now I'm gonna say it again.  It's ok to slow down and fall behind a bit.  Dare to be different people.  Dare to go without a cell phone.  Dare to go a day without internet.  Dare to go back to the old ways of living.  Take it from someone who has done this...it's truly a wonderful, mind blowing experiemce.  Go sit on your lawn or on a beach somewhere and open the pages of a book and allow your mind to wander aimlessly.  It's a truly life-altering experience.  

BTW...There is this truly wonderful and absolutely amazing bookstore in Lyndonville, VT where all those features I described in an ideal bookstore come alive called Green Mountain Books!!

Thank you once again for reading yet another ramble and rant.

Til next time!!  8-)