At this point, everyone knows I'm hugely into books.
It's just so depressing how even book people are about nothing more than intentionally creating this self-perpetuating "community" of anxiety.
You can't go to any freaking book-related online space without people asking for permission to not finish a book. "Is it okay to DNF?????"
Same with doing shit to your own books. Do not write into them, do not open them too much or the spine will crack. Get a panic attack because two fucking photons touched the book and how it will be DAMAGED.
"I am having a panic attack because maybe I didn't get all the references in this book."
The same with every hobby. Cooking? You are not environmentally friendly enough, you are not authentic enough, this is wrong, that is wrong.
Hell, I am kiiinda thinking about a Switch, I looked at Animal Crossing and people are freaking the fuck out at others for not playing the game "right". Others are having depression because their islands are not aesthetic enough.
How did the internet turn everyone so fucking neurotic over the things we were supposed to do as FUN? And I am not even just talking about SJW things, but every community is about "doing it the right way" even though it doesn't matter and there doesn't exist a right way?
Hell, the first thing I do these days when I get my mitts on a new hardback book is fold both the front and back cover open so they'll get broken in. Books were meant to be read, dammit, not just sit on a shelf and look pretty like they do in so many wokies' libraries.
I leave books by the wayside all the time and drop them on the DNF/donate stack because they didn't hold my interest long enough or I've already bounced off of them three times and I really don't think a fourth attempt will be worth it. Granted, that physical stack is a lot smaller these days due to me switching most of my reading over bootlegged ebooks, but considering that the vendors want to charge you the same price for a stack of bits and bytes (that has effectively zero overhead for them to produce and deliver) as they do for a physical tome of 150-300 bound pages, they can all get bent.
In my experience, it's more worth it to just not pay attention to the bullshit that goes on online when it comes to a hobby I enjoy. For example: I just recently started getting into vinyl records and have been building a small collection of stuff I enjoy. While I maintain a Discogs account to track my collection and wishlist, I stay as far away as I can from ANY forums or discussion areas in regards to the hobby, on ANY site, because inevitably they devolve into batches of snobs with their own pack of neuroses and gatekeeper-ish bullshit. My life and enjoyment of the hobby is greatly enhanced by staying the hell away from them and only shooting the bull with the owner down at the local record store.