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I might start buying real books again

It saddens my little heart when I pickup a book and see my Kindle lying unloved next to the bed, but until some quite fundamental things change, I think I will be do that more often in the future.

A Kindle, they're very good.

Don’t get me wrong, the Kindle is an amazing reading device, it really is one of the best thing to read on, ever. I prefer reading on it to books by quite a long way, but the efforts of the publishing industry and the reluctance of government to move with the times is beginning to get in the way of what should really be a pleasurable experience.

At the moment there are 4 main reasons why I am turning back to real books

  1. Tax: in the UK there is no VAT on real books, because sometime ago we decided books are a necessity for society to function and flourish, ebooks however are an electronic service, and we tax them – so all ebooks have a 20% VAT on them.
  2. Publishers: The net book agreement was broken sometime ago; mainly because it was price fixing, but that hasn’t stopped publishers putting a ‘pricing agreement in’ that means the publishers are setting the price of ebooks. (The EU are looking in to this)
     

    That is why eBooks are sometimes more expensive than the print ones! – Why? It can’t possibly cost more for me to download something; compared to it being printed on paper, stuck in a van, sent to a warehouse, put on a shelf, taken of a shelf, put in a package, put on a van, sent to a sorting office, put in a bag, carried to my house and shoved through my letter box!

  3. Publishers don’t like eBooks: That can be the only reason they are still not putting half the books they print out as ebooks.
  4. Copyright law: Copyright law is stifling ebooks. Now I am a firm believer in copyright as a principle, but the current law is way too aggressive. Copyright remains on a literary works for 70 years after the author dies, even if the book goes out of print! 

    Books: these a very good also.

    For the ebook world this means there are loads of books, that you can just not get, because they are out of print and no one can legally scan them in and sell them to you, and because of point 3 the publishers won’t let this slip.

    This to me is a bit of an economic nonsense, you are a publisher / author your 30 year old book is out of print, someone wants to without expense to you, digitise your book, then sell it online and give you some money – where previously you had none.

    This (oversimplified) is what the publishers and authors don’t want Google to do with it’s Google books library project.

The net effect of all this is:

  1. Books that cost more as ebooks , for example Freakenomics (paperback £5.51, eBook £7.99)
  2. Classic Books you cannot get eBook copies of for example Catcher in the Rye
  3. Books that have just fallen out of print, that can’t be revitalized online.
  4. Books you can’t share because publishers are scared of that too.

And I am being driven to put down my kindle and start buying real books again.

Daisy Designs

Dasiy has a new obsession – Nintendo DS – not that she’s got one mind, but boy does she want one, and she is no old enough to know her birthday is only two months away.

at around £100-£130 a Nintendo DS isn’t extortionately expensive, but it’s pricey enough that it needs some sense of value placing on it – so we’ve told Daisy we don’t have all the money to get a DS and she is going to have to get some of the money herself (we’ve actually told her we will match what she makes so she only has to make half).

Her first money raising venture is household chores for money – so tiding up the living room (properly) even the toys that henry got out earns her a pound – other jobs to – but she’s only just getting the idea that she can work for money. What we have to be careful of is working only for money! I had a conversation with her about how if she makes a silly mess she will have to clean it up and not get paid, we don’t want making mess so we can make money!

Cards

the second venture is a bit my idea and a bit Daisy’s – she’s going into the greeting card business!

for a while she has been making cards for birthdays, anniversaries, making dinner, well anything really. she has the hang of drawing on the front and scribbling random lines in the middle, and well they are cute, she is quite a good drawer, and she obviously enjoys it. So i’ve suggested she make cards and sell them to people.

After some discussion we’ve decided not to draw in the middle of the card, so people can write there own message – after all she doesn’t know who the cards are for, the second challenge was realising that not all of the cards will be going to people who will be four, so we’re dropping the big number 4 in a circle from cards.

She’s done quite a few today, mostly black although at least one has happy birthday written across the top after some judicious coping of letters. Ruth has been putting a little “Dasiy Designs” on the back, so we’re all getting into the branding.

Daisy did spend quite some time drawing and cutting a number 4 badge today to stick to a card, but we managed to talk her around to not putting it onto a card until she knew who was going to buy it.

Price

Tonight we talked about price – I though it was only fair Daisy set the price for her own work – it’s her business after all

Me: “so Daisy, how much do you think we should sell your cards for?”

Daisy: ” about 10p”

M: “well do you know how much cards from the shops cost? around 75p to £2.”

M: “do you think you’re cards should cost more or less then the cards Henry got for his birthday?”

D: “less”

M: “why?”

D: “because our friends haven’t all got a lot of money so they should be cheaper”

M: “OK so if Henry’s cards cost £2, how much do you think yours should cost?”

D: “£1”

So there you have it, Daisy’s bespoke designed birthday cards can be yours for £1 – I think she wants to set up a shop in the morning room – we haven’t talked about online retail yet, but if she realises you can buy stuff from the Internet…

The purpose of school

I’ve alluded to this in the past, but never quite gotten around to fleshing out my argument on this one.

What is the purpose of school? Erm – I don’t think anyone really knows, which makes it awfully difficult to make a judgement over whether it’s working or not. The possible purposes are wide and varied, and the reality is likely to involve a combination of these factors, or, even more likely, to be different things to different people, resulting in conflicts of opinion about just how the school system is doing.

What is education?

The most obvious answer to the original question is “Why, to educate children, of course!” accompanied by a look of mystification at the idea that such a question was ever asked. But what is education, how do you know if you’re achieving it, what are we educating our children towards (or, I suppose, away from), and is school the best way to go about it anyway?

Most children don’t really know what they want from their education – not because they’re incapable of forming opinions on the subject, but because no-one ever gives their opinion much weight or credence, so it’s not really worth their trouble in thrashing an opinion out for themselves. The closest they get is to come up with an answer to the question “What do you want to be when you grow up?” I suspect that in lots of cases, that answer stems more from a desire to give an answer – any answer – and gain adult approval, than a real opinion on the subject.

Most parents, from what I can gather, want school to equip their children to make money. Some parents want their children equipped to make as much money as is humanly possible – others are content with enough money to maintain a comfortable, middle-class lifestyle. But really, that’s the point. It’s about the treadmill of SATs, and GCSEs, and A Levels, and University, and a job at the end of it all. I find that terribly depressing (hence my use of the not-loaded-at-all term, “treadmill”). It makes me feel like an inanimate object, being churned out of a machine in a factory. Not a new metaphor, I know, but there it is. The older I get, the more I find myself rebelling against the idea that adult life is about work – that work is boring and tedious, takes up most of your waking life, has to be paid for to count as work at all, and is relentlessly, mind-numbingly, non-negotiably present until the day you die – unless you’re lucky enough to live to 106, and be allowed to actually retire. Surely, there is more to life than that? Surely, there’s something more fulfilling, more purposeful than generating income, to pay for the food, clothes and rent that it takes to enable you to go to work?

Of course, the people whose opinions really count, on the subject of school, are those who pay for it. Ultimately, that’s me and you, the tax-payers, but we are severely separated from state-sponsored education by the fact that our money goes through a middle-man. And what Government thinks is the purpose of school, is really not at all clear.

School as childcare

From what I can tell, the first and primary role of school, to the government, is to provide universal childcare. Now, it seems to me, that that isn’t an educational purpose at all. It’s an economic exigency. School professionalises childcare to the point that one or two adults can take care of a group of thirty children at a time, thereby freeing the parents of those children to get into the workforce and start being economically productive. And economic productivity is the number one concern of governments. They are only casually interested in education, health care, defense, social services, law and order, speed limits, and the host of other things that they witter about on a daily basis. What they actually care about is money. They care that the economy continues to grow, that people feel rich, that taxes get paid, that consumers consume, creating more jobs, and more taxes, and so on, and so on, ad infinitum.

There are one or two problems with this.

Firstly, nothing can grow indefinitely. The constant growth is fuelled, ultimately, by the ransacking of the planet’s resources. The oil is running out. The rainforests are shrinking. We can’t carry on treating the planet as in indefatigable resource. And with that reality comes the further truth that constantly buying New Stuff is not sustainable, either ecologically, or economically. The system saturates. The bottom drops out of the market, we get recession, and poverty. For every action, there is an equal and opposite reaction. It’s inescapable. Anyone who tells you it’s not is selling something. “Gone are the days of boom and bust economics”? I think not.

Secondly, modern industrial and post-industrial economics are anti-family. Whether they are consciously, or unconsciously so rather depends on how prone you are to conspiracy theories. My own opinion fluctuates according to how I feel, so I’m not able to make a clear statement on the subject. However, intentionally or otherwise, the effect of modern economics is the split up family units. 300 years ago we were all living and working together as families, in farms and cottage industries, passing the skills and resources down through the family group, and spending stacks of time together, building close bonds, trust, and proper relationships (and dying of plague, admittedly, but that’s a different discussion). Now, we are expected to run our family life between 6pm and 8.30pm at night, between collecting the children from the childcare, and putting them to bed in time to get up for school the next day, whilst simultaneously making sure they get some food and do their homework. Is it any wonder that people worry about children and teens being uncontrollable? I mean, I’m sure there’s a massive amount of paranoia going on there, too, but in amongst it is a generation of children who aren’t being brought up by their parents, but by a series of childcare solutions. Children need love, not “quality, affordable childcare”. All the economic growth in the world won’t replace that, and actually, without it, achieving economic growth itself gets tricky – mental health issues, a lack of social stability and belonging – these things make it very difficult to hold down a job anyway.

Training the workers of the future

The other governmental purpose for school, and this is quite a long way down the priority list, is the creation of the next generation’s economic growth.  When they start talking about what children should actually do in school all day, they get terribly tied up with phrases like “preparing for the world of work” and “keyskills” and “a suitable workforce for employers”, and it makes me want to scream.  That isn’t education.  If the role of school is to churn out young adults perfectly primed to do some job or other, to enable them to continue the never-ending push for economic growth, then that’s not education – it’s training, at best, and training is something you can do to a monkey.

Education is about thought, about analysis, about taking other people’s ideas and turning them into something new, something that’s uniquely yours.  It’s about advancing the extent of human understanding, about stretching your intelligence, about intellectual challenge for it’s own sake.  If, during that process, you stumble across something that turns out to be useful, then hurrah and huzzah, congratulations!  If not, then it doesn’t matter, because that was never the point. Only funding “useful” research is to destroy our capacity to think, and without that, we’ll never achieve anything, economically or in any other sense.

Most people have a requirement for money.  Food and rent need to be paid for, regardless. But the economic model currently being pushed by the powers that be is fundamentally flawed.  It involves far too much working for someone else, being paid for your time rather than your productivity, and being pushed into the belief that you can never actually have enough money.  It involves being party to a system of constantly pushing up the price of the things you need, so that it takes more and more work to pay for it.  And surely, surely there’s a point where you can rest.  Surely there’s a time when you are fed and clothed, and can stop the grind.

Have you seen this child?

Sorry it’s been a bit blog-quiet around here recently.  Don’t know why, just been busy doing other things, I suppose.

However, I did want to tell you about the near catastrophe that we faced a couple of weeks ago, in the big new Waterstones in Liverpool One.  It all began when Daisy suddenly started calling, “Darling!  Darling, where are you?!”

The implications of this may not immediately strike you.  Darling had gone missing in the shopping centre. How does one go about looking for an imaginary child? I don’t know what she looks like, if I did select a random corner of the shop in which to “find” her, Daisy is perfectly capable of denying it.  If we decided that Darling is imaginary, the search is ludicrous, and we were going home without her, Daisy could be devastated, and make life miserable for all of us for weeks.  So, what do you do?

Well, I was saved by the unexpected presence of a fish tank in the children’s section.  Daisy was so captivated by the idea of its being there, that she was instantly amenable to the idea that Darling had, perfectly naturally, wandered towards it, and could now be found looking at the fish. She hugged imaginary Darling, and told her never to run away from her again, in a very stern voice. Peace and normality were restored, and I breathed a huge sigh of relief. Thank goodness Daisy didn’t see as much potential for disruption from the situation as I did, because I think she could have taken the idea and run an awfully long way with it…