In the last few
weeks, I have spent a lot of time in the Enema U library. This is hardly surprising, as I have spent a
significant amount of my life in libraries and bookstores. (And in
bars—the majority of the rest of my life has been foolishly wasted. As proof of my love of book collections, I
can offer this photo of the library cards from my desk drawer. Note that these do not include the ones
currently in my wallet.)
What I was
utterly surprised to find in the library last week were patrons sitting,
laughing, and eating pizza. For some
reason, the library has added a coffee shop and now allows food and beverages
among the books. I earnestly desired to
kick over the tables and drive out the livestock, but I had forgotten my whip.
The library
reminded me of the late Border’s Bookstores, where I always had trouble
shopping for books while being forced to listen to the dreadful music blasting
from the loudspeakers. Personally, I am
convinced that the main reason the entire chain went bankrupt was that no one
contemplated purchasing a book while listening to a recording of someone
breaking up a pillow fight in a sorority house by beating a bass drum with a
cat.
Librarians are
trying desperately to find some way to keep their jobs, or at least to keep the
libraries even remotely relevant. I
don’t blame them, since for some reason, the public now believes that libraries
serve three main functions: First, for
warehousing of old paper that has not yet been scanned. Second, as a place to help the dwindling
number of people who lack internet in their homes to keep current on Facebook. Third, as
Public Bathrooms for the homeless.
Some libraries
are reducing the number of books they hold in order to make room for meeting rooms,
computer labs, and various forms of work rooms.
I’ve read that some libraries are adding rooms with art supplies and 3-D
printers for patrons to use. At least
one library has added a workshop full of tools that can be checked out by
modelers, so-called “maker spaces”.
If libraries are
my temples, then count me as an orthodox conservative worshipper. I would prefer my library to have more books
and a lot less coffee. I cannot
understand why libraries sell books, but I must own a hundred such volumes
stamped Ex-Libris. It should be illegal
for a library to sell a book: they are
stealing from future patrons. (Don’t
tell me it is a space problem. If you
have room for that damn coffee bar, you have room for more books.)
The greatest
library of the past is the Library of Alexandria, which supposedly burned. Actually, most scholars today believe that
the library eventually was destroyed by the same forces that kill libraries
today: a lack of support and declining
public interest. When Julius Caesar was
courting Cleopatra, she supposedly told him to take as many books home from the
great library as he wanted. Caesar
supposedly took thousands of scrolls, wanting to build a great library in Rome.
While Julius
Caesar wouldn’t live long enough to build his library, after his death Asinius
Pollo took up the task, building the first Roman library with the collection
equally divided into works in Latin and Greek.
He added statues, paintings, and reading rooms. Our concept of what a library should look like
comes largely from the early Roman libraries.
Rome built lots of libraries, even adding them to the public
baths so that even the poor had access to books. By 350 A.D., Rome had 39 library buildings.
As Rome slowly
crumbled, so did its libraries. By 400
A.D., Rome was slowly closing her libraries.
Over the last decade, libraries all over Europe and America have
shuttered their doors, as well.
(Recently, a junior high school librarian told me that over her 35-year
tenure in the school library, her budget and the number of books in the
collection had decreased every single year.
When the taxpayers voted in a large bond issue for the school library,
the funds were used to turn some of the library space over to building new
offices for the school administration.)
Libraries in
America got off to something of a rocky start.
Though Benjamin Franklin started the first American lending library in
1731, libraries were still both rare and small in the new country when the
British burned the Library of Congress in 1815 (along with the National
Archives). To this day, the largest
destroyers of books in American history have been the British Army, Tennessee
school boards, and various evangelical churches.
The great boom
in American libraries occurred at the dawn of the Twentieth Century, largely
because of the philanthropy of Andrew Carnegie, who as a poor young immigrant
had educated himself at a public library.
Carnegie eventually built 2500 libraries across America, including
“Colored Libraries” for the South. (Jim
Crow laws in places like Mississippi forbade library and school books read by
“coloreds” to be read by whites. Those
laws were still in force during my childhood.
To this day, many Southern states continue to treat education as a
communicable disease. Today, in order to
not appear discriminatory, the same states have eliminated the problem by not
teaching anyone how to read.)
From roughly
1900 to the end of World War I, huge libraries were built in New York City,
Philadelphia, and at Harvard and Columbia University, and at the Army War
College. When libraries grew to hold
millions of volumes, old wooden bookshelves would no longer suffice—there was
simply no longer enough space. The Snead
and Company—manufacturers of bookshelves, solved the problem by building heavy
duty steel bookshelves with adjustable racks.
These bookcases rested on large marble slabs and were tall enough to
help support the upper floors of the library.
Despite having adjustable shelves—enabling frames to be adjusted to hold
more bookshelves—the bookshelves become more stable after being loaded with
books, becoming an integral part of the building’s superstructure.
These huge heavy
duty libraries were necessary to hold the rapidly expanding number of books
that libraries housed. (Or, in the case
of Enema U, due to the rapidly expanding bulk of the dean of the library.)
For fifty years,
the Snead bookshelves were synonymous with large libraries. They are the basis of the Library of Congress
and they hold the ten million volumes of the library at Harvard
University. But, they are no longer
modern, they take up too much room, and they limit the function of a library to
only—gasp!—holding books. When the main
library of New York City decided to move a large part of its collection to New
Jersey in order to provide space for more meeting rooms….well, it
couldn’t. The structural engineers who
studied the problem discovered that if the books were removed from the huge
Snead bookshelves, the building would collapse.
Which brings us
to the lesson I sincerely hope librarians all over the world will take to
heart: When you take the books out, the
library will collapse—in more ways than one.
I have five published works - 4 ebooks and 1 traditionally published book about how to raise money with charity golf (the only such work I am aware of). The book sits somewhere in the vast Library of Congress collection. The rest of my stuff and probably most of my future "stuff" will rest in the ether in the form of bits and bytes, waiting for someone to cut off the power and turn them into magnetic aberrations on shiny disks buried in hard drives in Amazon.com's server farm.
ReplyDeleteIt's sad really. They say the Internet is forever. One would like to think so, especially me since the Internet is where the vast body of my writing currently resides. I know however that if Kim Jong Un ever develops EMP bombs, it's likely all trace of my electronic works will vanish forever as I did not make any hard copies.
The world of books is certainly changing.