Reading Gives you Wings

Poem 1593 by Emily Dickinson:
He ate and drank the precious Words -
His spirit grew robust -
He knew no more that he was poor,
Nor that his frame was Dust -
He danced along the dingy Days
And this Bequest of Wings
Was but a Book - What Liberty
A loosened Spirit brings -

What a lovely poem.

I read from an article a while back that explained how a substantial percentage of the American public has not read a book. That's crazy. The joys of reading are endless. Any person who has not read a book should be sent to Reading Camp. At Reading Camp, there would be a big bonfire on the first night, into which all the kids and adults would be forced to throw their tech gadgets. After purging themselves of these gadgets, the camp members would just read books for days. Books for days. Books for days. More books for more days.

Then, at the end, after four years of reading with no technology to distract them, the camp participants would finally be let back into the wild as better human beings.

Really though, Reading is good. It gives you Wings of Liberty, which is also the title of the most recent Starcraft title. Which I am going to go play instead of doing my reading homework.