The Door Is A Jar...
The Kindle

fromatopthecardboardbox:

Really? You have a Kindle, fellow underground rider? I may be dividing my possible audience (hah) but I genuinely refuse to inhibit my hatred of the kindle. I can only really see two plausible and acceptable reasons for wanting such an abomination; 1) you are so visually impaired that you have to be able to make the text larger 2) you lack upper body strength to the extent that you are incapable of lifting a paperback and so need the sleek, tablet version. Otherwise I attribute kindle ownership to laziness or general douchebaggery. For one thing, it doesn’t smell like paper and bookstores and childhood (call me a nerd, but I love new book smell…), it is odorless, which should be preferable but you’re really losing something there. Furthermore, what would you fill your shelves with in lieu of books? Display a charming porcelain figurine collection? Put up carefully framed photos from when you were slightly less fat/actually looked good? Well, I refuse my friends. Technology is unreliable. I ask you, have you ever been reading a book, and the book suddenly stops, the remainder of the pages disappear and a small paperclip materializes to help you through the problems caused by its programming? No, I think not.

P.S. while I may not like to admit it, I do see the kindle’s obliteration of literary peacocking as a serious turn for the worse. How else are other people supposed to know that I’m not reading twilight, or more accurately, how can you come up with crafty pick up lines along the creative lines of “Oh…so you’re reading ____. That was not a bad book”. This is so gonna throw off my game, y’know. Inarticulate rant over.

See, this is what I was talking about (bolded text) when I said that at least 50% of people who hate Kindles don’t actually hate Kindles, they just love being bitchy elitists and can’t stand not being able to judge you harshly on what you read, so instead they choose to judge you harshly on how you choose to read and the fact that you’ve prevented them the satisfaction of being able to judge you on what you read. This person has literally outright said that they just want to be able to judge people for what they’re reading.

These are the kind of people that no matter what happens, they will find something to bitch about about be elitist about about it.

And here comes the book smell thing again. I’ve never bought a book to smell it, in fact I don’t think I’ve ever smelled a book. In fact, I make a point not to put them anywhere near my face, especially after that time at the library. In fact, I hate even having to touch books other people have touched, or really things other people have touched… Ick.