Confessions of a Lapsed Luddite

 About 30 years ago I discovered that I was a Luddite. Not really an out-and-out fanatic, I qualified as only a borderline Luddite.

It all started when Hal and I joined the 20^th century and bought a personal computer. As a writer, I quickly grew to love how it made my daily work so much more efficient (which is why I classified myself as only a borderline Luddite). To ease into our private technological revolution, we took a seminary class called “The Church and the Computer.”

My self-discovery took place during the first class session. The professor gave a brief overview of computer history. Among other interesting bits of trivia, he told us that those opposed to technological advance are known as Luddites, named after a 19^th century English protest movement against industrialization. I wrote it down in my notebook as something to look into later.

Then, somewhere along in the lecture, the professor casually mentioned that computers are making libraries obsolete. One of our textbooks amplified this, describing the use of computer library terminals in a large university. With only a title, someone can type a request on the terminal or on his personal home computer if he has a telephone hookup, and within seconds he will not only find out if the library has the book, but he can actually check it out and start the home delivery process, all this without even going near the library. The author of this textbook went on to state that one need never again waste time in a library looking for a book.

Waste time in a library! I was brought up on the value of wasting time in libraries, only back in my childhood we called it “browsing.”

I proceeded to waste some time in a library, looking up the Luddites, with whom I now felt a strange kinship. I discovered that the Luddites were a band of English working-class people who rose up in protest against a large weaving frame that was replacing man-power in the stocking industry. Masked Luddites rushed into homes that employed the frames and destroyed them. Historians differ as to where the term Luddite originated, but the version I like best concerns Ned Ludd, “a person of weak intellect” whom the other village boys made fun of. One day Ludd chased one of his young persecutors into a house that employed several of the weaving frames. When Ned couldn’t find the boy, he took out his frustration on the frames. After that, whenever a frame was broken, “Ludd did it” became the common cry.

The Luddite riots did not succeed, but the name lives on, according to my friend, Webster, in the hearts of all “who are opposed to technological change.”

I made that discovery a long time ago. Thirty years has shown that computers have not replaced libraries. Computers do help; I can now order online a book I want to read and, even though the local library may not have it stock, a computer will automatically order it from another library, then notify me by email that I can come pick it up. Very convenient.

Even so, I still love to browse. For me, spending an afternoon in the library is a sensuous experience. I enjoy looking down a row of books. The collage of colors and sizes presents a map of new territory to be explored. I imagine rivers, lakes, mountaintops, and peopled cities, all waiting for me. As I wander the rows, that subtle combination of leather, paper, cardboard, dried glue, and something else (what?) wafts like incense, a homage to the world of words and ideas. I like to take a book down from its niche and hold it, to touch the texture of the cover, run my fingers over the closed thickness of its pages, and guess what treasures I can unlock if I open it. I even like the library sounds—the varied rustlings and shushings and scufflings, a relative quiet that teems with life.

Wasting an afternoon in the library opens one to all sorts of serendipitous adventures. On my way to find one certain book, I can’t help but look at the books on either side. Often I make such delightful discoveries, I leave behind the one I came for in the first place and take home something better.

The retirement community where I live has its own library. While the holdings aren’t as large as the local library, there are still delightful discoveries to be made. Two such discoveries I made in the biography/memoir section are Will Schwalbe’s The End of Your Life Book Club and Tom Michell’s Penguin Lessons: What I Learned from a Remarkable Bird.

Schwalbe’s book, The End of Your Life Book Club, is a non-fiction memoir of Schwalbe’s time with his mother as she is dying of pancreatic cancer, a two-year process. It addresses end of life issues, the importance of reading and relationships, and provides the cohesive thread for the life stories of both Will and his mother, remarkable people. I photocopied the list of recommended reading at the end of the book.

Tom Michell in, Penguin Lessons: What I Learned from a Remarkable Bird, gives the true account of his experience as a young man on an adventure in Argentina, teaching in a British school. Over the vacation he goes to Paraguay and rescues a penguin from an oil spill. The penguin bonds with him and refuses to leave his side, so Tom has to take him back to the boarding school where he becomes a favorite of the students. The book covers themes of ecology and creation-care, plus the relationship that can exist between a person and an animal. (A film has been made of the story, but it’s not as good as the book. Hal and I read it aloud.)

I would not have even known about these books if I had not been browsing.

That said, I again confess that I am not a true Luddite. Not only do I love computers, I’ve recently been exploring the wonders of AI. Are you shuddering? Yes, there are dangers involved with this technology, but right now I’m focusing on all it lets me do and discover. (That’s a subject for a different blog.)

But nothing will ever replace a good browse in a library.

Note: For further proof that I am not a true Luddite, I am announcing that I have just launched my own author’s website. You can find it at nancyjthomas.com . Please look it up and browse awhile. This is a big deal for me.