Lemuel stopped in Barnes & Noble Thursday – the place was packed, the checkout line was long, people were walking from aisle to aisle in a hurry, some had their eyes glued to their smart phones.
He asked me, “Where are they all going in such a hurry? Will they know when they’ve arrived?”
“Bob, why go to a bookstore if you are going to have your nose in contact with your smartphone?”
Bookstores used to be peaceful places, somewhat like libraries. Maybe there are times they are still like that, maybe there are times when you can still browse and peruse without risking being trampled on, without thinking you are in Pamplona – but according to Lemuel it wasn’t like that this week.