[glamour magazine u.k. nov. 2005]

We're all allowed to indulge ourselves with "fun" reading...aren't we? Taking a break from Jane Yellowlees Douglas's The End of Books - or Books without End? I'm flipping through the latest U.K. edition of Glamour. I've come across a promising-sounding article: "The Importance of Doing Nothing." Sounds good...until I read that "we're too busy texting, emailing on our BlackBerry's or rearranging our iPod playlists." And what's wrong with this scenario? The author of this article seems to think that this is evidence of our collective desire to "achieve." To me, it sounds like people like their gadgets and know how to multi-task. What would we stare out of a tube window into the blackness when we can be reading or catching up on work? Well, I would be scoffed at by the author as "such relentless activity" can spell stress. How do we help ourselves you might be asking (or not as the case may be)? Well, there is a list of 13 things that are "perfectly fine not to do" number eight being NOT writing or reading a blog - "that means any blog." Hrumph. I know several people who would balk at that idea. I smell technophobia.