I haven't run across this book, but the idea of processing books makes me feel sick--it turns a pleasurable exercise of leisure or learning (or both!) into a capitalistic and extractive process. (Hm, this might be why a lot of the rhetoric around BASB turns me off, will have to think more on this.)

But at the same time, because humans are nothing if not self-contradictory: you will pry my Kindle from my cold, dead hands because otherwise, my house would be made of nothing but books. Which is already a situation going on, but without the Kindle, it'd be much worse.