Sunday, April 04, 2010

For the sake of argument:

So, I got into a great discussion with my brother, this afternoon. (It didn't hurt that I had pie and coffee to sweeten the deal.) It might also help to know that my brother--who once despised the idea of reading for pleasure--is now trying to go back to school to pursue a degree in creative writing. He reads more than I do, now.

Basically, our argument revolved around changing technology and the effects it may have on the ways we think and interact with media. There has been a lot of press attention about this topic, lately, so I thought that this would be a timely post.

Well, my brother has become pretty disgusted with social media and the distractions it offers. I asked him how he feels about the move toward e-books in favor of traditional print materials. Of course, he hates the idea. Newspapers have been struggling/failing for years to retain subscribers, because so much is readily available online, and at no or little cost to readers. Similarly, album sales have declined as downloadble content has gained immense popularity. It's easy to see booksellers heading down a similar path. Last Christmas, Amazon reported more e-book sales than sales of print-media.

My brother's complaints were many, but I can summarize them here:

  1. Reading on a screen is not as effective or thoughtful as reading directly from print materials, because people are more likely to skim instead of reading and evaluating the material more thoroughly. In addition, the act of swiping or clicking a button to turn a page limits the attention that we give to reading.
  2. The probability that e-books will eventually include links to outside media (audio files, photographs, video, etc.) fundamentally changes the reading experience. It makes us more distracted and less engaged in reading the text. (Without saying so, he also implied that adding these "extras" also subverts the author's original intentions for the work in question.) He likened the downfall of print media to the demise of the symphony, claiming that the majority of people don't/can't sit through a symphony, because they have become incapable of doing so. We are too accustomed to being bombarded by content, and therefore, can't sit still long enough to appreciate it fully.
  3. We have become quite skilled at multitasking, but much less adept at focused, higher-order thinking. The majority of people who read e-books--especially those linked to to additional content--are less likely to think critically about what they are reading, because the format renders us incapable of doing so. We think that we will be able to rely on outside sources to give us correct information (a.k.a the "truth"), and most people won't bother to question that information. User-generated content is often to blame for low-quality information, but we have become more likely to look to it for answers. In the end, our personal, cultural, and intellectual values are corrupted.
  4. The e-book format renders all books equal, because they all look the same: as files. Due to limited storage and the lack of physicality, the format lends itself to "disposable" culture. We care less about books and the authors that create them, because they have become too easy to throw away. ...and then we move on to the "next big thing."

I won't go into my responses yet, suffice to say that I have a habit of playing the Devil's Advocate. I think it is important for people to question their own beliefs and motivations, so I like to push those buttons. I always think back to what my (favorite) English teacher once told me, in high school: "I reserve the right to lie to you, if it gets you to learn." That's right, Mr. Miles. Preach.

Now, it's your turn. I want your reactions, opinions, questions, hate mail...all of it. What do you think?

Thursday, April 01, 2010

REVIEW: Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers

Stiff
Stiff: The Curious Lives of Human Cadavers. Mary Roach. (2004) W. W. Norton & Company (Pub). Paperback. 304 pages.

"The way I see it, being dead is not terribly far off from being on a cruise ship."

What you see is not all you get, with this title...which is probably a good thing, if you don't want to come off as "that creepy, weird girl/guy who laughs in the face of Death." After reading Stiff, perhaps you will find some comfort in knowing that someone else is laughing with you, and laughing twice as loudly. On the surface, Stiff is a detailed account of the possibilities that await our bodies after death. Roach covers topics as far-reaching as plastic surgery, decomposition, (after)life as a human crash-test dummy, and crucifixion experiments. The author's narratives frequently flip-flop between gruesome and often disturbing details, irreverent humor, and compassion for the departed.

What I find most interesting are the bizarre accounts of how humanity arrived at our present state of affairs, concerning death. There is some great, journalistic research, here. Early stories recounting the history of anatomy and surgical experimentation make me happy to have been born in these modern times, but they still put me off of doctors for a while. (Oh gods, NO! Not the puppies! ...he put his whole hand WHERE!? Without anesthesia?) Luckily, the horror is mitigated by Roach's frequent tangents and jabs at everyone's sanity, including her own.

The book also asks a lot of open-ended questions, either direct or implied. For example, do the benefits of experimentation on the dead outweigh the ethical concerns associated with the practice? Would we react differently if we were given access to all of the gory details? Ultimately, Roach states her opinions--very delicately, without being pushy--but allows readers to draw their own conclusions. (For the record, she saves any questions about Self and Soul for her follow-up title Spook: Science Tackles the Afterlife.)

Rating: 4.5/5

My Stories:
To be fair, I've actually read this book before. One night, as a joke, I thought that I would be funny and horrible, and offer to read the first chapter to my boyfriend...as a bedtime story. A bedtime story that begins with severed heads in roasting pans.* We started to talk about differences between men and women concerning their centers of gravity, which turned into a genuine curiosity about cutting one another in half to weigh the pieces. Now that's love. As a gift to my boyfriend, I thought I would continue the joke and start reading to him again.

*Amusingly, one of our mutual friends used to host a website to store a bunch of oddities from high school and college. It was called "I Roast Heads."**
**...and holycrapitstillexists. Let's just say I warned you. I Roast Heads!***
***An appropriate quote from the iroastheads.com quote page:
"'yeah, funeral music always sucks.'...'well, they won't hear it!'"
-somebody and hassell

Wednesday, March 31, 2010

Don't Judge a Blog by its Cover: Humble Beginnings

Welcome! (Finally.) After a tedious and tentative handful of days, the last of my media blogs is done. Out of all of them, this one is certain to be a work in progress. I couldn't find a template that I liked at all, so I'm stuck until I can find a more suitable skin, or until I get frustrated enough to code my own. (I am fine with HTML, but admittedly, I am a css novice...as of three days ago. I eventually figure out how to tweak it to my liking, but it takes me ages to accomplish anything lovely.*)

As with my film blog, I blame this blog's conception on Lists of Bests and an insatiable appetite for media. I admit it: I probably care too much about interacting with media instead of silently accepting its role in my life. Don't get me wrong, though. I make no apologies for my interest. I don't read, listen to music, or watch movies** with escapism as my primary goal. If anything, I want to experience life more fully through media-as-art. ...and truthfully, I am positively awful at allowing myself time to just sit and relax. I'm working on it.

In the past, I kept a large, blank sketchbook in which to record my thoughts about books as I read them. I found it easy to latch onto meaningful passages, because I took the time to let them rattle around inside my head. I'm hoping that this blog will basically serve as a public version of the paper journal, allowing room for others to discuss their memories, thoughts, and experiences. I'll be linking to my LibraryThing to share more formal reviews, and I will try to keep my posts as spoiler-free as I can, on this blog. As fair warning, my musings are often tangential and occasionally absurd, so don't be surprised if I offer up material outside the framework of individual books.

Rant. Rave. Laugh. Read. ...and by all means, share.

See you again soon!

*I have some grand ideas for this blog and my film blog, just you wait. The layouts for both are summer projects just waiting to happen. For the time being, I am more interested in starting to add some content to this site!

**For the record, I don't watch television. I refuse to schedule my life around prime time, and the amount of crap on most channels does nothing to justify the cost of watching the handful of programs that are worthwhile. This is one of the few media filters I have left, and I'm sticking to it.