I have considered myself a committed reader of print materials. Books, newspapers, magazines—I love to hold them in my hands. Hypocritical, I know, because I consider myself environmentally conscientious. The fact is, paper kills trees. But the line has to be drawn somewhere. I am all for reducing carbon, still I drive a car. I’m supportive of eliminating plastic waste in landfills, still I buy some liquids like juice in plastic containers. And as much as I adore trees, I love a hardcover book.
I feel good when I buy a hardcover book or magazine for supporting the publishing industry—the plight of newspaper, magazine and book publishers worries me; I can’t imagine a world without them. So what I’m about to say will show I really am a total hypocrite.
I love my new Kindle.
I never thought about buying a Kindle for myself, but when my friend Eliza received one as a gift, I was secretly envious. Then last week my husband gave me one. He worried if I’d like it, but I found I was surprisingly excited about the prospect of loading up multiple books and sitting on a plane, a whole library on my lap. I also love the idea of being in Paris and reading The New York Times without schlepping across the city looking for a newsstand that sells it.
Reading the Times on Sunday is one of my favorite pastimes. But in Jackson Hole, I have to drive to Pearl Street Bagels to shell over $7.50 for a copy. Home delivery doesn’t exist and mail delivery arrives three days after publication. Some Sundays I forget, and by Monday all the Sunday papers have been sold. Sometimes—like today—I just don’t feel like driving in the snow to pick up a copy.
But wait, I have a Kindle. I decided today was the day to take the plunge. I opened the box and starting reading the instructions. It took one phone call to register it to my Amazon account and the next thing I knew The New York Times was in my lap!
Don’t get me wrong, I’m not advocating doing away with print. The world has a place for both Kindle and print versions of the venerable newspaper. And my husband, prince that he is, also gave me a mail subscription to the weekday Times for my birthday. Now I can use the version that best suits me. Sitting at an airport to catch a flight, the Kindle will be very convenient. On a lazy Sunday afternoon, I’ll read the print version purchased at the local bagel shop. But if I don’t feel like driving in the snow, there’s always home delivery by Kindle.

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