The Library at the End of the World

Imagine a catastrophic event that cripples humanity. Or worse, this Congress decides that books are worse than public broadcasting. We could Fahrenheit 451 our favorite books and hope we survive to share them with others, or support digital and physical archives of critical texts.

Who decides which texts should be preserved raises a hornet’s nest of questions. We know the Bible will be there, along with the Tao (suck it up religious right), Qu’ran, Vedas and Upanishads. But I vote for Wittgenstein, Derrida and Michèle Le Dœuff, not to mention Walker Percy and Flannery O’Connor. And me. (They don’t know it now, but the three people who survive who read my books will say, “You really shoulda. I really want to read those books again.”) But that’s a hornets’ nest you can postpone probing until you real Kristen Twardowski’s

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