Tuesday, December 09, 2014
An Unexpected Rush
The digital world is so immediate, and each moment seems to exist by itself, a pin prick of time. I first became aware of this when people stated wearing digital watches. It's a completely different way of seeing time. A clock sees the whole day at once with the hands moving through it. One can't help but see the big picture, looking at a clock. The present is seen in the context of a whole. It can be almost two o'clock instead of 1:48. It is clear on a clock that it was one thirty recently and that it will be two o'clock very soon. I still have to translate digital clocks in my mind to orient myself in the day. The idea of an hour, or a morning, seems difficult to conceive when every minute disappears almost as soon as one can grasp it, to be replaced by a new present, also in the process of fleeing as soon as it registers in the psyche. I know that people brought up in my children's generation have no trouble with any of this. They are able to hopscotch from one minute to the next and keep their balance. I think people think differently in this digital age. I have no opinion about whether one is better than the other. Things always evolve, and the world is in quite a mess doing things the way my generation is doing them.
Well, quite a departure from my original thought about the book. I adore this book without even opening its cover. I love how the whole text is available at once, how the weight of the book feels in my lap, how the pages turn, but, like the minute on a clock, can still be reviewed at will. The book is real in a way that the same text on my Kindle isn't. I possess it. It's mine, here, not floating invisibly in the air, indifferent. I am a slow reader, savoring every word. It's a big book. I have a lot to look forward to.