Now A Major Motion Picture

Print on demand? Bah. E-books? Fuck you. None of these high-falutin pansy-ass would-be 'technologies' are going to save literature. Look at it. The book is practically dead—that almost unbelievably perfect human-made thing which brought literature into being, nurtured it, and proudly and beautifully published it to the world for centuries? The only way left to us to preserve all the thought, all that beauty that went before, which we ride around on like a shit-stained kiddy-kar, is to MAKE MOVIES OF IT? Oh, we're looking forward to that.