This relates to not much of anything, except that the author aptly describes how I feel about my reading abilities in our Google-friendly age. I skim so much that I find in the instances where reading deeply is actually critically necessary that I must stop and go back. Suddenly skimming has not saved but rather wasted my time, because I find myself at the end of difficult articles having no sweet clue what it is I actually read:
One of the ways we are adapting to the glut of information at our disposal is to skim, to glance at the thousands of pieces of information to look for the very few bits that are most urgent and relevant. It is a necessary skill if we are to avoid drowning. Yet there is a cost to our skimming. The more we skim, the more we become people who prefer to skim, people who would rather skim than read patiently and deeply.
Help! Help! I’m sure I’m growing dumb and dumber by the second. Tick, tick, tick.by