Station to station

I was travelling underground and I was wondering why people bring these enormous super heavy books to read in public transport, the up to 1,000 pages historic, police or just general bullshit bestsellers that turn the pleasure of swinging a well-forged top manta bought designer bag over your shoulder into a public act of masochism, when it occurred to me that this is probably how the big publishers are preparing us for the €-book. I don't know if you have yet seen someone using a prototype, but compared to the good old light travelling pocket edition the electronic book is big and unbendable and apart from all its undeniable adventages apparently considered to be a step too far into unknown territory for the stubbornly conservative attitude we readers are thought to possess. So there comes the thick paper fat letter hard cover never ending emotional joyride that between trains pulls your arm from your shoulder like a spoiled kid screaming for ice-cream. Once we all are turned into monstruous bible carrying pilgrims doing penitence for who knows what, one magic day to relieve us from our burden the longed and prayed for €-book will arrive. Since the unification of experience has caused us to all read the same novel, all receive the same information, all think the same inadequate thoughts, I wonder when we choose €-books will we all download the same file to continue being influenced in the same way, or will the unknown and unheard of free spirits that spend their lives in vain to be recognized as a writer one day find new opportunities to sell us their strictly personal opinions? Every new invention brings this same old struggle between empire and anarchy. That is why we keep looking for inventions, to enjoy the spectacle, perhaps.