Editorial Reviews. From Bookmarks Magazine. One of the major issues dividing the critics was eBook features: Highlight, take notes, and search in the book; In this edition, page numbers are just like the physical edition; Length: pages; Word Wise. Editorial Reviews. About the Author. Nicholas Carr is the author of The Big Switch : Rewiring the Kindle Store · Kindle eBooks · Science & Math. When Nicholas Carr posed that question, in a celebrated Atlantic Monthly cover story, he tapped into a well of anxiety about how the Internet is changing us. Now, Carr expands his argument into the most compelling exploration of the Internet’s intellectual and cultural.
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By moving from the depths of thought to the shallows of distraction, the web, it seems, is actually fostering ignorance. The Shallows is not a manifesto for luddites, nor does it seek to turn back the clock. Rather it is a No eBook available. By moving from the depths of thought to the shallows of distraction, the web, ' The shallows' is not a manifesto for luddites, nor does it seek to turn back the. Read "The Shallows How the internet is changing the way we think, read and remember" by Nicholas Carr available from Rakuten Kobo. Sign up today and get .
Is the online abbreviation "tl;dr" too long; didn't read your response to basically everything? If so, Nicholas Carr feels your pain, and has diagnosed the cause: using the internet has rewired your brain and turned you into a flibbertigibbet. The narrative of The Shallows begins with Carr's own feelings "my concentration starts to drift" and gets only slightly more profound.
His argument goes like this: the brain is plastic, and any regular activity changes it. So using the internet changes the brain; and it changes it in such a way that the "linear, literary mind" is under assault. Because "skimming is becoming our dominant mode of reading", we are losing our capacity to read books; we may even, or so goes the apocalyptic peroration, lose our "humanness".
Carr cites a bit of psychology and neuroscience, but he doesn't seem to notice that the study he unveils most triumphantly actually refutes half of his own argument.
An experiment showed web novices' brains changing in response to internet use, but it also showed "no significant difference in brain activity" between the novices and a web-savvy control group when both were engaged in "a simulation of book reading". In other words, people who used the internet regularly had not lost the ability to read books after all.
Here is a far more nuanced story of a teenage girl's "newsgathering process", which alternates between "grazing" and a "deep dive", when she wants to know more about a particular topic and will indeed read in-depth. For Carr, though, we are just pitiable slaves to the machine.
Whether you do it in pixels or pages, read this book. Witty, ambitious, and immensely readable, The Shallows actually manages to describe the weird, new, artificial world in which we now live. The fruits of this capacity we call civilization.
But all that is finished, perhaps. Welcome to the shallows, where the un-educating of homo sapiens begins.
Nicholas Carr does a wonderful job synthesizing the recent cognitive research. In doing so, he gently refutes the ideologists of progress, and shows what is really at stake in the daily habits of our wired lives: What emerges for the reader, inexorably, is the suspicion that we have well and truly screwed ourselves.
Crawford, author of Shop Class As Soulcraft. Nick Carr provides a thought-provoking and intellectually courageous account of how the medium of the Internet is changing the way we think now and how future generations will or will not think.
Few works could be more important. The Story and Science of the Reading Brain. He could also see down there his own head and shoulders leaning out over the rail and he would stand long, as if interested by his own features, and mutter vague curses on the calm which lay upon the ship like an immovable burden, immense and burning.
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