There are plenty of signs of the crumbling of humanity around us. Yesterday, I saw another. TV commercials advertising books.
Are we so wrapped up and plugged in to the television that we need reminders of those paper, word-filled things that used to be entertainment?
I saw two yesterday. One was for James Patterson's latest, Double Cross. The other was for Dean Koontz's new one, The Darkest Evening of the Year. Both are definately on my reading list, and had been before I saw these ads, but it was really sad to see that authors (or more likely, the publishers) have lowered themselves to advertising right alongside the Swiffer Wet-Jet and 1-900-dial-a-date.
So do me a favor. Go pick up a book. Your brain will love you for it.