Photo credit: Jon ‘ShakataGanai’ Davis
That unspeakable poltroon, Hunter Baker, has frustrated me yet again.
I was all set to deliver a jeremiad tonight. I have seen the demise of our civilization, clearly and ever more near, and I was ready to deliver the fatal diagnosis in tones of stentorian woe. I promise you, it would have wrecked your weekend, if not your whole month.
Then I get a package, and what has Hunter Baker done? He’s sent me an Amazon Kindle.
Because I’ve commented frequently that I’m not about to jump into this newfangled gimcrackery. Paper books were good enough for Edward Bulwer-Lytton, and by hunky, they’re good enough for me.
Now I have a Kindle.
I kind of like the idea.
In light of this development, I hereby delay the Apocalypse, at least until I can figure out how to hook it up to my WiFi.
I’ll keep you posted.
Update: I ought to mention that Hunter Baker is the author of The End of Secularism.