Sorry about taking so long to respond but I had to go to work. Baby needs new shoes.
You have a good point and now that I think about it, there’s some stuff I like to read fast too - stuff like the back of tooth-paste tubes, instruction manuals, product safety warnings, and business contracts. Artsy-fartsy literature, on the other hand, I like to read slowly. I like to throttle-back and enjoy the ride, stop to ponder what I’ve just read, try to circle around and come at it from a different angle, spend some time enjoying a particularly well-crafted sentence.
So here’s where I make a crude simile:
Reading is like sex. Fast is good, but slow is better.
And here’s where I recall a crude, anthropomorphic joke:
An old bull and a young bull are standing on a hill, watching the herd. The young bull, sniffing and fetching and full of anxiety, says to the old bull, “Hey man, I’ve got a great idea. Let’s run down this hill and f*** one of those cows.” The old bull says the young bull, “Naw man, let’s walk down this hill and f*** ‘em all.”

