Will anyone ever be bored enough to learn to play guitar when they can pick up their phone and watch every single television clip on Earth? It takes boredom to write a book, it takes boredom to learn to play an instrument, and nobody is ever going to be bored in the old sense. They’ll be numbed, but not bored, and I think it’s a dreadful, cataclysmic catastrophe of the imagination. If you never stare out of a train window how the hell are you going to write a novel?