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Posted Oct 25, 2011 by Nicole Yunger Halpern
Updated Oct 26, 2011 at 11:33 AM
After paying at a Starbucks last week, I pulled a book from my shoulder bag. Smoothies take a long time to prepare, and I don’t have enough tech-savvy to own an e-reader. Not only did I start reading—not only did I start reading a wad of paper—but I’d borrowed the wad from a library. The 1984 book explained mid-20th-century economic policy. Hand me a Sony Walkman, and I’d have looked as though I’d stepped out of the Stone Age.
Within a minute, I’d buried myself in Greece’s post-World War II economic collapse. (Perhaps, despite the Walkman’s decline, times haven’t changed much.) As the U.S. decided to bail out Greece, a family joined me in front of the counter. The family contained a boy and a girl—both between four and six years old—a mother, and a father. The boy stuck an index finger in my direction.
“What’s she doing?” he demanded.
If I hadn’t heard him, I wouldn’t have believed a child would ask such a question. His inability to recognize that I was reading a book seemed too stereotypical to exist.
Publishers gripe about waning respect for books; politicians haggle about fixes for our educational system; bibliophiles bemoan the Kindle’s replacement of hardcovers. Evidence, they would have called this boy. His response offers evidence that literary Armageddon is approaching. Batten down your hatches, readers! Line your libraries with sandbags, and stock up on Faulkner!
“She’s reading,” the boy’s father answered. “And it’s rude to point.”
Young people don’t only fail to recognize books; they also have no manners! An earthquake rumbled beneath the foundations of Western civilization. Culture would collapse around my ears in seconds.
Then the boy pointed at his father. “What are you doing?” he demanded.
“We’re all waiting for our Starbucks,” the father replied.
Civilization survived World War II; it’ll survive six-year-olds who enjoy listening to themselves even when they have nothing to say. Civilization might even survive Greece’s latest economic collapse. I worry less about six-year-olds than about adults who insist that the sky is falling.
Yes, I advocate the cracking open (or powering on) of more books. Yes, I advocate the cracking open of Emily Post’s Etiquette. But perhaps the Four Riders shouldn’t gallop into our daydreams yet. Perhaps the harbingers of cultural doom are working themselves up more than necessary—or the Starbucks coffees that contain enough caffeine to jump-start Frankenstein’s heart work them up more than necessary.
The next time you encounter a letter-to-the-editor screeching about technology and youth destroying civilization, remember the last time a friend texted you a smile. Recall the last time a teenager held open a door for you. Order an herbal tea from Starbucks, or blend yourself a smoothie. Those go well with books.
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