Many a year I’ve thought I should keep a list of the books I’m consuming for some sort of personal year end reflection, maybe even documenting movies I’m seeing (if they are lucky). Unfortunately, this thought comes usually about five months into the year. Not this year. Finally, my ideas and timing coincide. So the tracking starts today, and my future self can someday properly reminisce about the year I’m about to have.
So, my first entry: the first of January, and I devoured Ray Bradbury’s Fahrenheit 451 today. In a nutshell that does not do it service, this 1953 novel tells tale of a shallow and violent future society which has traded in quality of thought for entertainment, in an arguably prophetic way that stands as both a warning to America and a love letter to ideas. It’s a classic for a reason, but it’s not just the beautifully poetic writing. The ideas contained within resonated with me so strongly that I felt essentially connected to it and the author – I feel somehow that I’ve robbed my past self by not reading it earlier, and I could give no stronger recommendation to a book.
It’s late, and has been a long first day of the year, but a beautiful start of the year. Here’s to ideas in 2016.
“You don’t have to burn books to destroy a culture. Just get people to stop reading them.” – Ray Bradbury