Even the best written political books have the shelf life of whipcream in an 80 degree room. I know, I’ve bought hundreds right when they hit the store and were hot, read them immediately, tried to sell them back to the used bookstore within the week, only to be told that they are “past their peak of interest”.
My two-part system for avoiding this particular confrontation with an irked bookstore clerk:
- Place the books in a large cardboard box and set it in the far corner of the room.
- Move to another house.
Needless to say, I can’t pull this off very often.