Subject/Object

Steven Chabot

On Books, and Google Books

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I’ve been having this horrible feeling lately.  I’ve been reading a bit from Google Books on the screen, but just as I get into the Introduction of a book I am hit by this.

Google Books

And by the time I write down the title of The Idea of Europe: from antiquity to the European Union, I’ve already lost interest. I am not going to spend time trugging my ass to the library every day and read from the various 20 page parts which are relevant to me.   Maybe I could have just read the Introduction and the relevant chapters, took notes, and had been productive from sitting in front of a computer.

But who can read it there are pages missing? It is not that I want to necessarily read every page, but I don’t have a choice in what I can’t read. The Algorithm does. And though the Algorithm can make compromises here and there it is not perfect because it is not me. Depending on the strength of the application of the rules you can see more–sometimes even an entire work. But sometimes you only get

Snippet View

The question then becomes, how much would you pay to read the entire book.  I don’t think I am necessarily ready to pay a large amount for access to a database for music, but I would pay quite a large sum to have Google Books serve me every book I would want to read.  It is fast, it displays the books well.  And yes it messes up metadata for old books. It is not actually the new God, despite some popular opinion.  But going to a true research library is a horror.  For someone who actually cares about looking at to old editions of Charles Dickens, the 1871 and the 1873 editions, the academic research library is much more like the library in Eco’s nightmares.  As a member of the public, not a student, I pay a 60 dollar alumni fee to use the print collection.  If I am just a regular person I think I would pay $120.

And these are not even delivered to my house.  And yes, us priests of the book know that schlepping your ass to the library stacks builds character.  But I’d think that actually using the books more effectively and productively builds a more useful kind of character, no?

I don’t think that there really is a danger in the intellectual tenor of the Internet.  Reading on the Internet will be different, not better or worse, and it is our job to study and interpret the differences.  But I wouldn’t  say that people are fleeing away from books towards the Internet.  Those who can successfully navigate it see its other benefits and we can’t wait for books to catch up with us.  People want to have access to books in the Internet culture.  Students enjoy the convenience of having books they mostly likely are not reading anyway, and those who are more senior citizens of the Internet often express that we wish to  have an opportunity to read more books online and through our devices.

The fact is that the companies who control what culture has become, a commodity industry, have an interest in this relationship of manufacturing physical objects.  But I am ready to offer quite a large sum to have everything on a subscription basis.  And I promise I will continue to buy books.  The best books you need to have by hand to read multiple times, to write in the margins.  To take to the mountains and to the bathroom. But we have to own up to the fact that, like every other form of human production, most books are really bad.  Or to be more generous, most books have little relevance to what I am thinking about right now.  Maybe a chapter, maybe an essay out of a larger collection.  Maybe chapters 3 and 5 and section 2 of chapter 8.

People already have the option of paying $120 for limited access to a library. And yes, the access is limited by its physicality because you can only carry and deal with so many physical books at time.  And they don’t even deliver for that price.  I would be willing to pay more, more than $200 for sure, and I’d have to think about what the maximum I’d pay would be.  If the Government in the person of its Libraries cannot get this done, why should I not be ready to pay Google Books?

I agree, Google is making its money off of the backs of millions of dollars on public investment.  So it is unfortunate that Google is going to do what everyone wants them to do: give us a repository of books.  All books, because we already have all music, all video.  Those who are in love with information in a long form (like there are music aficionados) will pay money to have books delivered to us wherever and whenever, and in ways that we find relevant to our own work.

In One End and Out the Other

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Steven Chabot cutting a mango Cramming jerk chicken last minute by Xuan-Yen C.

Both of the above pictures are from our recent trip to the Caribbean. That is me eating jerk chicken in Jamaica and a mango in Grand Cayman.

Steven at the computer by Steven ChabotI post these only because I was looking at an old image of myself from when I was last in school. In many respects I don’t really like the way I look here.   I am unkempt and a bit overweight. And in many respects I am not happy in this picture.   Sure, I am sitting writing in front of a pile of books, but in public I am curt and dispassionate about what was going on around me.

The last year has been so much about forgetting my time in school. I haven’t really written anything beyond a simple blog post, and for a while I wasn’t writing in my notebook. I spent the spring and summer this year, after I finally got a job, reading random science fiction and whatever else I happened to stumble across and add to my library ILL queue.

I was so unhappy with the last year of my Master’s degree–mostly because of the fact that there were no courses in my last year because of a mass exodus of new professors hired to teach more theoretical courses. So I really ran away from the faculty. I turned in my papers and refused to think about what was before was an important part of my personality:  my scholarly side.

This summer, however, I began to feel listless. One day I took an intoxicated trip to Christie Pitts park, and something drove me to bring my final term papers from my Master’s. And they are very good, even if I don’t necessarily believe the ideas in them.

Three times in my degree teachers encouraged me to publish, complete research, or apply for a PhD. Mainly because of my original failure to attend graduate school in Philosophy (although I was accepted to one school), I really was overly critical about my own skills and attitude towards study.

Reading those papers, however, made me realize what I actually love to do. Not since my undergraduate have I actually had a chance to talk to people who read Habermas for fun. I look up Theses, for pleasure, on my own time. I have many friends but I still feel very much alone because I don’t get a chance to share this with people.

So, I’ve decided, I think, that I have to go back to school. I really have to take what I have learned over the last year about myself and apply it. I have no formal plans, and I don’t want any. I am not going to do this with ambition or a plan on where I am going to end up. I want to do it for me for the pure love of reading and writing what I enjoy. To prove this for myself I have decided to audit a class, and do the work, without concern for money being spent or the mark I will get in the end. I am just doing it for me.

So watch out, I am coming to get you with a new found strength and vigour. And just a little more fun than I had before. Because I sincerely feel like a different person.

hee hee by BethMacdonell