From The Wall Street Journal’s Review section, December 29, 2012.
Someone asked about the genesis of this gimmick–that handwriting still holds value–but isn’t there something very visceral to be said about the feelings evoked upon opening a letter written by an old friend (or even colleague, boss, really,) vs. that of receiving an e-mail? Why must the acknowledgement of a lost art that so recently seemed so well in tact fall victim to the curious cabinet of gimmicks? When push comes to shove, we’re not robots just yet. Call me a romantic, but I like to think that humanity shall prevail.