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REEL POLITIK

Contrary Commentary
by James Reel

On The Future Of Reading
HOWEVER MUCH NOISE anti-intellectuals and bookburners make, they never have
the last word.
In the year 415, a powerful Roman redneck named Cyrillus ordered a Christian
rabble to lynch the pagan philosopher Hypatia. After nearly three more
decades of failing to win anybody's Mr. Congeniality contest, Cyrillus
himself succumbed in 444. A bishop of Alexandria eulogized the old bastard
in remarkable terms: "At last this odious man is dead. His departure causes
his survivors to rejoice, but is bound to distress the dead. They will not
be long in becoming fed up with him and sending him back to us. Therefore,
place a very heavy stone on his tomb so that we will not run the risk of
seeing him again, even as a ghost."
That's my favorite anecdote from Alberto Manguel's A History of Reading
(Viking, 1996). Manguel has little to say about the future of reading, but
the very act of retrieving that anecdote tells us much about the resilience
of the book against an onslaught of electronic innovations.
When I went searching for that lovely eulogy, I couldn't remember the names
of the principals involved, so the volume's index was no use. I did, however, recall reading the passage at the top of a left-hand page a bit more than
halfway through the book. With a few pageflips, I found the spot.
It would have been much more difficult to locate the story onscreen. Because
I couldn't recall any useful keywords, the software's "find" mechanism would
have been as useless as the book's index. And because each online chapter
would be one long page of scrolling text, I'd have no visual memory of the
anecdote's location.
For those of us who return to texts with only vague notions of what we seek,
the book remains the most accomodating random-access storage device. Its
strength lies in its physical limitation--the text's segmentation into pages
, which fence off blocks of words into manageable little realms defined by
"top" and "bottom," "left" and "right," "before" and "after," "crisp" and
"stained" and "dogeared." It's like getting your bearings in the American
Southwest: You may not know your precise coordinates, but you define your
place in relation to the mountains ahead, the mesa to the left, and the sage
-choked plain behind.
By comparison, an onscreen search is no more scenic than a Kansas country
road. When your keyword pops up in obviously the wrong passage, there's no
need to linger; clicking with annoyance on "find next" resumes the quest
instantly and whips you to the next monotonous field of words without
context.
With a book, even failure can be rewarding. You expect your visual search
to be inefficient, so you conduct it with greater patience and an open mind.
The eye, as it skims down a page, continually snags on the unexpected and
the half-remembered. You may not find the passage you seek, but at least you
are enriched by the distractions along the way.
Now, the computer is undeniably the vehicle of choice for rapid, no-frills
delivery of a narrow range of information. Newspapers, magazines and
reference volumes don't stand a chance against the Internet and CD-ROMs. The
computer user, like the harem eunuch, knows that certain advantages fall to
the swift and sterile.
When we're lucky, we can obtain just the right nugget of knowlege in less
time than it would take to phone a reference librarian. But too often we are
crushed beneath the wheels of the latest Web search engine. Our amateurish
queries return a deluge of close-but-not-quite-right citations--an infoblitz
so intimidating that we give up after the first ten dead-end links.
Yet how much easier it seems to go blundering through some weighty tome off
the shelf--the 3400 pages of Edward Gibbon's Decline and Fall of the Roman
Empire, perhaps. Gibbon is finite, fringed by endpapers and enclosed by
covers. The Internet has no comparable boundaries; we are more readily
frightened by its mass of information, and more readily outraged by its
omissions.
And we are more quickly defeated by its anti-linearity. If you try to go
browsing through a document's hypertext links, you are led away from the
information you want, and mired in irrelevancies and ephemera. A book, too,
may lead you astray, but only within a narrow field--that bounded by its
covers.
Curious, that accident is the delight of book-reading but the scourge of
online life. It is again a matter of boundaries, of visible and tactile
definition. We hold a book in our hands, and we feel that we control a small, riotous component of the universe. We squint at the computer screen, and
feel that we teeter over a black vortex of equal parts knowledge and sludge.
Hardware developers are well aware of all this. Within a very few years, our
portal to cyberspace won't be a box on the desk. It will be a battery-
powered palmtop computer, with a relatively big glare-resistant screen and
a CD-ROM drive and a port for cartridges providing high-speed wireless
connection to the Internet. The thing may slip into a backpack, rest in an
open hand, or, when necessary, prop up a short table leg. In other words, it
will impersonate the book.
This evolution is mainly cosmetic. It won't eliminate the terrors and
vexations of cyberspace. But it will enclose them in one of terraspace's
most practical and therefore most enduring forms.
You can strike out at the book by destroying its creators, as Cyrillus did
Hypatia, or by creating an alternative information storage and delivery
system. But we will not readily forsake bound printed pages. During the past
500 years, they have become integral to our concepts of both research and
relaxation. We may find diversion at the computer screen, but nothing is as
rewarding as curling up on soft cushions with a comforting drink, a warm
mammal, and a good book.

Titles discussed in Reel Politik may be purchased at a discount from The Bookstall.

Reel's Archive
 Reel Politik 1: On The Future Of Reading

Reel Politik 2: How Not To Read A Book

Reel Politik 3: Plagiarists Of Experience

Reel Politik 4: Logolingus: A Private Pleasure

Reel Politik 5: A Community of Dreamers

Reel Politik 6: The Sensuous Bibliophile

Reel Politik 7: A Divine Madness

Reel Politik 8: Show Me The Books!

Reel Politik 9: The Argument

Reel Politik 10: Literacy & Community

Reel Politik 11: Real Writers Need Real Editors

James Reel is
the arts and entertainment editor of The
Arizona Daily Star, a contributor to Fanfare, and
the
author of The Timid Soul's Guide to
Classical Music.

A Not Entirely Disinterested Service of Bancroft
& Associates: Digital Publishers.


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