SAINTS PRESERVE US
Does Not Compute
If yesterday Amazon.com Inc. had announced
the launch of a virtual bookstore that played out like a first person shooter
game in which browsers’ avatars could wander the aisles, mingle with other
users and examine virtually every publication on the shelves, I would not have
been surprised. Instead, Amazon opened a traditional bookstore out of left
field in Seattle .
That surprised me.
If urban sprawl and the proliferation of
suburban malls reconfigured our downtown main streets, Amazon reconfigured
everything again, our malls and our rebounded, increasingly specialized and
eclectic main streets. Whether you’re standing on polished tile or a cement
sidewalk, the evidence of e-tail is all around: How much is that FOR LEASE sign
in the papered over window? Amazon for some is the epitome of competitive
convenience, for others it is a lethal disease. Amazon’s u-turn on its
relentlessly efficient business model is akin to the Romans scattering salt
over the sacked, razed and smoking site of Carthage , just rubbing it in.
A form of mechanized print existed in the Far East long before Johannes Gutenberg jury-rigged a
wine press in 1449 or 50. I know this because a lot of the time I spent in
advertising was spent spending clients’ money on paper and ink; I learned very
quickly that I’d better fully understand what I was talking about. I grew up
being read to at bedtime. My favourite authors are dead but the library keeps
growing because there’s so much more to know about so many subjects. I cannot
imagine my existence without a couple of books and a few magazines on the go.
I like the weight and feel of a book’s
cover and pages as I read it. I like to handle them and examine them before I
buy them. While I know a store’s layout is designed to draw me in and lead me
around, at least I feel like an individual as I spend my money in my town and
not the subject of an algorithmic crawl: YOU MAY ALSO LIKE… OTHER PEOPLE WHO
HAVE PURCHASED… Fuck off and thank you for your valued input; I can create my
own consumer tangents, thank you very much. Online shopping is like filling out
a form, it’s just no fun. (Whereas impaired online shopping can be fun but
catastrophic.)
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