The preferred model of the smart person is someone whose living space is overwhelmed with books – piled on tables, chairs, shelves, heaped in the corner. Occasionally the occupant will think “now, what was it that Arnold Hasgrove said about agrarian populism in the late 19th century? I just saw that book – ah, it was on this stack. Shoo, cat who is sitting atop these emblems of learning! Ah, now let me adjust my pince-nez, and see . . . yes, here it is, the exact quote I was looking for. But I think also I shall get lost in this passage while the dust motes swirl in the late afternoon light, for I live the life of the mind.”
Nothing wrong with that; if that’s what you wish, enjoy your life.James Lileks in January 30th’s Bleat
If you don’t read The Bleat– published without fail Monday-Friday at Lileks.com— you should. It’s a wonderful diversion from the World-Wide-Web circa, 2019. Lileks is a fine writer with interests ranging from Main Streets to matchbooks, architecture to shopping a Target. The above is about as outranged as he gets. It’s nice!
I was glad to see someone with a readership that’s orders of magnitude larger than Bigfoodetc taking up the cause against Miss-You-Should-Only-Have-30-Books-and-Throw-All-of-Your-Stuff-Away. I read the whole thing and the comments and my little Country Mouse brain came ’round to Mary Katherine Danaher’s “shiny things.”
A bit later in the morning, Miss M sent me a text.
I posted Mary Kate’s quote in the comments, and someone replied,
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