Crabbin’ about Slabbin’

Am I alone in disliking the whole notion of slabbing?

I feel as if owning comics should be a fully tactile sensation. That you take it out of the mylar snug and carefully open the pages and read the story, smell the must of the paper, feel it between your fingers. As opposed to being preserved in amber, untouchable unless you care to kill the value.

I find myself hoping that ten years from now slabbed books are looked upon as some sort of collecting oddity that people use as coasters.

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