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Libraries are one of those concepts that sound very alien to today’s mentality “what do you mean free renting of copyrighted material without paying the owner company?!”
The whole concept of such a place as a physical conduit of knowledge seems to be one of the last things ergonomic still surviving.
And also a place of comfort for people of a certain kind.
I’m thinking that this irritated, depressed, sad state I’m currently in is in some sense because of not going to a library for some time (like 10 years) and picking a random fiction book with yellow pages smelling of dust. It’s more natural than searching for something to read in Google or in Wikipedia even.
Libraries are one of those concepts that sound very alien to today’s mentality “what do you mean free renting of copyrighted material without paying the owner company?!”
The whole concept of such a place as a physical conduit of knowledge seems to be one of the last things ergonomic still surviving.
And also a place of comfort for people of a certain kind.
I’m thinking that this irritated, depressed, sad state I’m currently in is in some sense because of not going to a library for some time (like 10 years) and picking a random fiction book with yellow pages smelling of dust. It’s more natural than searching for something to read in Google or in Wikipedia even.