"Fahrenheit 451—the temperature at which book paper catches fire, and burns…"
I just finished reading Fahrenheit 451 last night. Being science fiction, it's not a book I would have normally picked up on my own to read—I haven't really read much science fiction beyond Madenleine L'Engle—but my husband, a (rabid?) fan of Sci Fi, suggested that I might enjoy the book.
The other day we were covering some of our "keeper" books with Contact paper when Jeff came across his old battered copy of Farenheit 451. In the process of leafing through the pages he noticed that there were several pages missing from the end of the book. Of course, that meant we needed to replace it!
So, off to the used book store he went to pick up a complete copy. And this is the copy he came home with.
I didn't particularly like the machine-gun writing that is apparently a Ray Bradbury trademark, I did thoroughly enjoy the story. Even though it was originally penned in 1950, the story is so amazingly applicable to our present day. Political correctness is obviously not something that Ray Bradbury subscribes to—in fact he is vehemently opposed to it—and this is illustrated throughout every page of the book.
Again, I enjoyed the book. It really made me think—"What if…?"