E-books were supposed to spell the end of print, but Americans' reading habits have taken a different turn. Here's everything you need to know.
Do most Americans still read books?
Seven out of 10 American adults, or 72 percent, have read a book in the past year — in whole or in part, and in any format — according to a 2015 Pew Research Center survey. That's a steep decline from 1978, when 92 percent of Americans made that same claim, according to Gallup, although book-reading percentages have remained level since 2012. Women and young adults tend to be the biggest bookworms, the Pew survey found. The average woman read 14 books over the past 12 months, while men averaged nine books. Among young adults — ages 18 to 29 — fully 80 percent read a book in the past year, compared with 71 percent of adults ages 30 to 49, 68 percent of those 50 to 64, and 69 percent of those 65 and older.
How are people consuming their books?
‘If you’ve got a big thirst and you’re gay, reach for a cold, tall bottle of Schmitt’s Gay.” That was comedian Phil Hartman, circa 1991, delivering the punchline for a Saturday Night Live commercial spoof featuring Adam Sandler, Chris Farley and a half-dozen Speedo-clad men by a pool. The skit lampooned demographic-specific alcohol marketing that sold beer by exploiting male fantasies about sexually available Swedish bikini models.
The idea that a beer could be “gay” underscored the bizarreness of gendered alcohol advertising. But we’ve actually had “queer beer” in real life since 2011, when Mexico’s Minerva brewery launched their labels Salamandra and Purple Hand, a reference to a galvanizing gay rights protest that took place in San Francisco in 1969.
In addition to Minerva’s offering, there are at least three wines that focus their branding on the LGBT market – Ontario’s Chardonngay; Égalité, a sparkling wine from France; and New Zealand’s Pansy! Rosé. Sweet and berry forward, the latter is widely available on shelves at liquor stores across Canada.
A machine that makes the land pay.” That’s how architect and Manhattanite Cass Gilbert defined the skyscraper in 1900, when the building type was — ahem — just getting off the ground.
But the machine doesn’t pay like it used to, at least not when it comes to commercial skyscrapers that hold office suites instead of apartments or condos.
That’s one reason I found myself climbing onto a thin gray carpet Wednesday morning and careening down a steel-and-glass slide that has been attached — like a transparent worm, a see-through appendage — to the exterior of the tallest building in Los Angeles, the 1,018-foot-high U.S. Bank Tower.
After a trip that began on the 70th floor and spit me out rather unceremoniously onto a terrace on the 69th, it became clear why Singapore-based OUE Ltd., which bought the tower in 2013, expects a steady stream of visitors willing to shell out $27-$33 to experience the slide and adjacent observation deck. [Continue]
Arriving at the sun-scorched lot of 99 Sudbury street for the inaugural Toronto Taco Fest, I was surprised, even astonished, to find a scene of high spirits and harmony.
A crowd several hundred strong milled comfortably about, sipping chilled margaritas, snapping selfies and downing pork carnitas by the pound. There were no endless queues or chest-squeezing throngs. There was no note of distress or disgruntlement in the air. For perhaps the first time in this city’s food festival history, things were actually running smoothly and a holiday mood prevailed.
There was reason to worry. Over the years, Toronto hasn’t merely developed a reputation for mismanaging events of this kind, it’s become notorious for its breathtakingly bad food festival fiascos. [Continue]