This seems as good a day as any to announce that I will never read another book. It’s the result of reading a book, Against the Written Word: Toward a Universal Illiteracy. This book begins with an author’s note absolving the owner of responsibility for its “incendiary and out-of-control content,” a note explaining that the scuffs and creases on the cover are deliberate, a “DISCLAIMER BY BOOK OWNER” with a space to sign and date, and a preface of imaginary blurbs.
Took me too long to realize this is an April fools joke.