Amazon Sends 1984 Down the Memory Hole

I once read a bit of graffiti over the urinal in a low end pub in Oxford that said "they don't sell the beer here, they rent it." Jaymi and I have both been gaga over the idea of e-books, that it is the words that are important, not the medium that transports them to you. That electronic delivery was greener and better. But we just got a very rude awakening; you can stick a book under your mattress and as long as Oskar Werner and the Fahrenheit 451 police are not on to you, you are pretty secure in thinking that you own it. Not with a Kindle; it is much like that crappy Oxford pub, you don't own anything. David Pog...