It seems we’re not the only ones interested in the particulars of why Jane and Jimmy Doe on the D line hunker down each day with bad posture to read a book. I saw a guy reading Che yesterday with his gloves on and had the urge to offer him my seat, like a person with an infant. That book alone is reason to get an e-reader.
So why do so many people, when offered so many options, still choose the book as their preferred form of amusement, engagement, education, relaxation, advancement? When knowledge is everywhere, fluttering by us in the breeze, waiting to be captured in our handheld techno-nets, why would we buy a book? When stories are everywhere, shared by online citizens across time and space, why would we isolate ourselves within a book? When distraction is everywhere, waiting for us in our inboxes and in our text messages, piling up in our RSS feeds and bookmark folders, why would we let ourselves be led away from work and family and life…by a book?
Get in on the conversation in our comments section or head over to Twitter and tweet out your reasons using #WhyIRead.
We’ll be updating this post with some of our favorites throughout the day. For now here are a couple of our own:
@ThingsTheyRead: To notice what I haven’t yet noticed. To know people I haven’t yet known. To stare my flaws in the face without imploding.
@myarbrough: Because I write and there are so many people doing it better than I currently am. Reading is the poor man’s grad school.
@luxlotus: Sometimes it’s the only way to leave town.
@bradmeltzer: Stories aren’t the beauty of what DID happen. They’re the beauty of what could happen.
@cameronMstewart: Reading books allows you to complain about how badly they screwed up the movie
@wwnorton: because that anthology won’t finish itself
@jasonpinter: As you get older, you realize being that nerdy kid who read all the time was the best thing that could have happened to you.