A Commonplace Book

I have no principled or scientific objections to screens. The Internet is my home for most of the day. Twitter captures a huge share of my attention. I'm grateful for the rush of information, the microscopic way it is possible to follow politics and soccer and poetry and journalistic gossip. It's strange, though, to look back and recall a day's worth of reading. Of course, I could probably pose the question to my computer and find a precise record. But if I sit at my desk and try to list all the tweets and articles and posts that have crossed my transom, there are very few that I actually remember. Reading on the Web is a frantic activity, compressed, haphazard, not always absorbed....

If the tech companies hope to absorb the totality of human existence into their corporate fold, then reading on paper is one of the few slivers of life that they can't fully integrate. The tech companies will consider this an engineering challenge waiting to be solved. Everyone else should take regular refuge in the sanctuary of paper. It is our respite from the ever-encroaching system, a haven we should self-consciously occupy.