The demise of Borders bookstores legitimately makes me sad. Considering I remember when I saw one for the first time at Springfield Mall when I was still just a young child, seeing their inevitable demise now is kind of like feeling the loss of something very familiar and a symbol of childhood.
Borders was always my preferred merchant of literature, over Barnes and Noble, and to some degree, even Amazon.com. Mostly because of the coupons that Borders sent out on a very frequent bonus, and it enabled me to purchase my choice of books at a discount, at mostly my own convenience. As opposed to Barnes and Noble’s bullshit “membership,” which cost actual money, in order to save 10% off purchases through the finite time frame of 365 days. I don’t like having time limits attached to my hobbies, especially ones that cost money.