The Kindle is exactly like Hitler.
I am not even exaggerating. This is how the article begins:
When I hear the term Kindle I think not of imaginations fired but of crematoria lit. And when I hear the term "hi-tech" I think not of helpful androids efficiently performing household chores or light-speed rockets gliding seamlessly through space but of the fact that between 1933-45, modern technology was used to perform in ever more efficient ways the mass murder of six million of my people.
Is there an ultra-Godwin we can apply to this? Because my brain hurts trying to understand his arguments.
He is completely batshit insane. I actually registered with HuffPo to comment.
He replies to a lot of comments and simply solidifies his batshit insanity in doing so.
(And the essay made me want an e-book reader, though not a Kindle. I know the iPod Touch has an e-book reader -- or maybe there's an app for that [oh yes, I said it] -- which is swaying me further toward getting an iPod Touch.)
There's a Kindle app for the iPhone/iPod Touch, and also an app called Stanza that's got a more limited catalog.
I don't think my eyes would forgive me if I tried to read that much solid text on an iPhone screen, so I'd prefer to have Kindle or a Nook just for the e-ink display. You know, the next time I find $300 in my couch cushions.
You know, the next time I find $300 in my couch cushions.
The Salvation Army just picked up my old couch -- I hope The Boy remembered to take the stash of $100 bills out of it!
I'm asking family members for B&N giftcards just so I can get a Nook. And, no, I don't get a discount on it even though I work there. Damnit.
Oops, wrong thread! Reposting in Bitches.
I'm sure I'm overreacting
Not overreacting. You're about to have a baby. Low key, low stress is important.
Sure...make me look all crazy now!
Sorry, lady! Come to Bitches!
Glam, you have the greatest excuse in the world, you're about to pop. I'd love to see you all but..."I'm just not feeling up to it." "I'm not good in large groups right now." "My doctor told me I need quiet time." But really, you are at a point where you can just say, I'm not up for it, and who needs another excuse.