Stop them before… Ah, who cares.

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I’m a reader.  I’ve read ever since I can remember.  Back there, in the dim mists of time, I remember desperately trying to piece together a Disney comic story that my brother had read to me, from the pictures and what I remembered of the words, and relating those to the shape of the words.

I don’t remember precisely what Heinlein said about this in Glory Road, so I’ll paraphrase it: It’s an addiction.  It’s not as destructive as cocaine, and it certainly – okay, probably – won’t make aged b...