[eBooks] aren’t books. You can’t hold a computer in your hand like you can a book. A computer does not smell. There are two perfumes to a book. If a book is new, it smells great. If a book is old, it smells even better. It smells like ancient Egypt. A book has got to smell. You have to hold it in your hands and pray to it. You put it in your pocket and you walk with it. And it stays with you forever. But the computer doesn’t do that for you. I’m sorry.

Ray Bradbury, on the Kindle (via maxistentialist)

If I think more broadly about our country, it’s nice to have young people, like me, who are at that point of their career and living in NZ - so it’s not just always the juniors and the people who have come back to have families who are working. It’s people who are deeply invested in the career, their city and their country. I have thought wistfully about living somewhere else, especially on a Monday night when most restaurants seem to be closed, or when I need to get something at 7pm on a Sunday and there’s nothing open, but then it’s pretty cool here and we can only try to keep making it cooler.

Twelve Questions: Emily Miller-Sharma - National - NZ Herald News

It’s not like Schulze and Webb are dead, and neither is Timo, and all the other great minds in BERG’s orbit. But it feels like a significant moment: as significant, I think, as their turn into internet-of-things products and services, which had its own sadness for a lot of people. I imagine there’s a chill wind in Shoreditch today. I hope they will all go off in search of the next new thing, as they used to, and fly more innovations. I get to be sad, though, because I’m always sad when a launchpad gets decommissioned. I wish them all the very best.

Never let me name anything.

For BERG, My London Launchpad | MORNING, COMPUTER (via iamdanw)

The litany of men lining up to try to explain the strange species of fangirl is hardly surprising, but what baffled me is that no one seemed to be considering that the entire argument was gendered, othering, and rather obnoxious.

The teens on Tumblr are all right

time-cop:

This again

time-cop:

This again

Cities that cash in with Rubber Duck are outsourcing their public art, meaning they aren’t doing their artists or themselves any favors in the long run. In the same sense that building another Ferris wheel is a sure bet—if one that emblandens a city—tugging the same old Holman into the bay is a lost opportunity for a place to reach for greatness.

The ‘Rubber Duck’ Artist Must Be Stopped - CityLab