Thursday, December 01, 2005

Biographies and autobiographies

So I went to Barnes and Noble yesterday to find myself a good book to read. I had a few ideas in mind when I went, but mostly wanted to browse until something inexpensive and intersting caught my eye. Now fair warning, I did go to a rather small B&N by Lake Calhoun, so the subject of my rant may be a little unfair but it's my blog and I can write what I want.
I decided I wanted to see if the store had a book by Deitrich Bonhofer- here we have a fairly famous person talking about a fairly infamous war relating a fairly well-know religion.
So I started in the Religous/Christianity section. No book- however, I did find some interesting Christian romance novels and a shelf of women and their feelings books. Alright, so I'm a women, but I don't find it necessary to read or even browse through a shelf full of self-help books that all deal with the same stuff and offer the same advice. For the record, I already know that my identity is in Christ and that singleness is not the end of my life. For those of you planning on reading one of these books- sorry, I ruined the ending for you.
Next I went to the biography section. No book- in fact I browse through the entire section only to find books on such nonrelevant historical figures like Alan Alda (the guy from Family Ties), Drew Barrymore, at 5 books on Maya Angelou, Warren Baeuty, and countless other biographies on people I've never heard of. I though the whole point of a biography is that it is suppose to be about someone who is interesting, lived through as interesting period, or has interesting insights on life. No dis to Drew Barrymore, but seriously, you are no Dietrich Bonhofer.
Finally, I went to the history and WWII section. No book- in fact everything in this section was filled with colored photos of history and war. What? People who want to learn about history all of a sudden lost their capability to read?
What I must conclude from my trip to B&N is that pop culture today has no taste and no culture. And to make it worse, book stores- the one place where you think you'd find culture, are now part of the cultural trap. You can find a bazillion books on relationships, democrats, and horses, but not one book on something relevant- like Deitrich Bonhofer. Maybe Deitrich is not relevant, but that's just an example. Pick any famous historical person you know (and Brittney Spears does not count) and try going to the book store to find a book on them. Chances are, you won't find them. But you will find a book on horses, dogs, cats, and even one on Wellstone and why he's god. What has the world come to?

2 Comments:

Blogger Mark said...

Chen,
My fren,
How've you been?
Chillen?

I just decided that I played pool against you at KPA about one year ago. But I'm not sure. How many people have came up with that little poem before I did? haha, if you've never played pool at KPA please ignore the "my fren" part.

9:23 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh man... conditional "fren"...

10:35 AM  

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