Do not be conformed to this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind,

so that you may be able to prove what the will of God is, that which is good and acceptable and perfect.

Romans 12 2. This is resistance and reformation on the Fight, laugh, Feast Network.

Long before the bane of binge watching, doom scrolling, and iPhone video gaming invaded our every waking moment.

C.S. Lewis commented that while most people in modern industrial cultures are at least

marginally able to read, they just don't. In his wise and wonderful book, an experiment in criticism, he wrote,

the majority, though they are sometimes infrequent readers, do not set much store by reading.

They turn to it as a last resort. They abandon it with alacrity as soon as any alternative

pastime turns up. It's kept for railway journeys, illnesses, odd moments of enforced solitude,

or for the process called reading oneself to sleep. But they sometimes combine it with a desultory conversation,

often with listening to the radio. Literary people, on the other hand, are always looking

for leisure and silence in which to read and do so with their whole attention.

When they are denied such attentive and undisturbed reading even for a few days,

they feel impoverished.

He further admitted that there is a profound puzzlement on the part of the mass of the

citizenry over the tastes

and habits of the literate. It is pretty clear that the majority, he said, if they spoke

without passion and were fully articulate, would not accuse us of liking the wrong books, but

of making such a fuss about any books at all.

We treat as a main ingredient in our well-being, something which to them is marginal.

It's to say that they like one thing and we another is to leave out nearly the whole of the facts.

Now, all of this is not to imply any hint of moral turpitude on the part of modern bohemianism,

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