Silence in the Library.

The most important aspect that the Internet has taken in the last twenty years, is information.
But more specifically, libraries.

You could go to one hidden down the depths of a street where children play by or dogs are walked by, and you could look into what you needed to find out.
Aisles worth of books, categorised in genres, would give you the opportunity to look into the world of what the authors see fit to what you’d want to understand from them.

You’d open one, and the stained prints of stamps would give you a glimpse into the past of when a predecessor looked into what you’d be seeing. Perhaps this person was looking for something through the mists of the genres, but now only a stamp holding the date of when it was previously checked out, is now only a bittersweet memory.
You’d gaze upon the contents of what the book awaits, but also be granted a smell of the used pages and the bind, holding the pages together, worn away through the months and years that it’s been repeatedly pulled from the shelf, and opened from many readers before.

You’d take other books from other aisles, and when you were satisfied, you’d go to a free table, and be greeted with complete silence and a workspace.
In your surroundings, you’d open a notebook, and with one click of the pen, you’d begin to write down the parts of the copied extracts from each book, while also spontaneously being enlightened with ideas to collect other books to read from.
Minutes would become half hours, which would grow into segments of hours. If you were on a roll, you’d be coming back to the library, repeating the process, and becoming familiar with the table you now frequently visit. There’d supposedly come a time when you’d be annoyed that it’s already occupied by someone, who only has two books and are whispering to some one.

‘That’s not how it works.’ you’d think.

Eventually, satisfaction comes anew, with the information you’ve gathered, now more than meeting your needs for the coming task at hand.

You walk away from the library, overcome with a renewed sense of confidence to overcome this new assignment that you’re determined with gain you the high mark.

But now, we’re in an age where we can be in coffee houses, or bars, or even at our places of occupancy, where Google is only a click away, and you can quickly copy extracts from Google Books or Wikipedia.
Most libraries are now solely buildings. Deserted, abandoned, left to rot in the shadows of their former glory of reliance to an earlier generation of people.

I ask you, which sounds like the better option now.