"There are many thousands of endangered species on the planet. If you include animals, insects, and plants, then about three different species become extinct every hour of every day."
Luckily for us readers, the book isn't about endangered fucking plants (Disclaimer - I care about endangered plants and animals, I'm not a monster), but is about the endangered objects that many of us have grown up with - things that have all been part of our 'cultural fabric'.
Some "well dones" from me to the author:
- Firstly, well done Steve for being old and wise enough to remember such a remarkable collection of things.
- Secondly, well done Steve for writing them down in a book - you clever cunt.
- Thirdly, well done Steve, I really like the dodo on the cover, he (she?) looks lovely.
This book brings back some lovely memories of simpler times - Dial-up modems, Athena, pipe smoking, typewriters and handwritten letters (see Steve's Handwritten Project for 2012 over at his blog) were particularly poignant entries for me. It makes your brain remember things you had forgot ever existed, the same feeling for me as brought back by a cuddle from Grandma, the smell of wet cement and the sound of women screaming.
Putting the content aside for a moment, the book itself is incredibly good-looking. I can imagine it displayed on a plinth in a gallery, surrounded by red-haired women bathing in milk and honey and singing beautiful songs about a man named Steve who broke their hearts. Any less would frankly be a fucking disaster.
I laughed, I cried. I lay furiously masturbating on the floor, then got up, cried and laughed again. Buy it.
21st Century Dodos is avilable from all good bookshops, and is as cheap as a disease-ridden whore on Kindle.