Saturday, May 29, 2004

Photocopied Books

I do not generally have money to by books. I do not also feel like given away the book I have read. I do believe that the book is yours once you have read it; especially because I write notes and comments on the pages of books. So since I not have money to buy book, I borrow the books from the library and make a photocopy of them.
I had done that a lot in Iran as well. But the reason was totally different. That was actually due to the censorship, which did not, allowed the reprinting of many, many book. So the only way to have it was to borrow the book from someone and make a photocopy. It was not economic at all since it was very, very expensive for me to pay for the photocopy.
However, when one borrows a book from library, one is reading a book that has been read by other person(s) as well unless one just get the book right after it has been bought by the library. Or there are book that noone reads them; They enter the library and "live" there for ever without noone turning their pages. If you borrow a book by Kant or Darwin you may chance to be the first one who opened the book after the bookbinder had closed it.
But those books which are being read-a case more applying to the book students are forced to read (let alone fictions)-one can frequently see that the previous reader has underlined or made comments on the book, which belongs to the library. I have seen book with comments on the author’s personal affairs as well. I have always been annoyed by this "notes" and underlinings. It feels like wearing someone's panties after he had sex with one's own mother! Or like eating the food someone has pissed in and you are totally aware of it!
I had made a photocopy of Thomas Richards' At Work With Grotowski on Physical Actions and have not read it till yesterday. The book was one of the "underlined" ones. But the lines were almost vanished in the photocopy. So it was not bothering much. As I said I do myself underline my own books. While I was reading the book and writing my note and comments and underlining some of the sentences, I realized that I am almost underlining the very same sentences that other reader once upon a time did. It was a bit of a spooky feeling. I did not know how to react to it. I never liked these fucking lines but now it was kind of different. It felt like retracing a path someone went through before. It gave a feeling of uniting through reading the same line. Unification between to persons who never met, but by what they read they have experienced something common. Although the previous reader does not share this experience yet I feel an interaction.
He fucked up the book, annihilated the virginity of the text. But I now can feel what s/he has felt. It may not be "pleasant" but it's touching. As if you can feel, through the underpants of the guy you wear, how did it feel when he was fucking your mum.


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