Why did this become a classic? I'm confused why this book even exists. I have so many issues with it. The book's central theme of being opposed to the censorship of knowledge is fantastic, but Bradbury says this while meaning something else. I don't know anything about Ray Bradbury, but I can 100% guarantee that he'd be the kind of guy that thinks his First Amendment rights are being infringed upon because he can't say racist shit, the kind of guy that thinks that the generations younger than him are "too sensitive" because they call him out on it. He'd be the old guy who goes on a Facebook rant about how cell phones are ruining society. This whole book runs on these ideas. Even if I did agree with what he was saying, the points he's trying to make are weak and ineffective. They're too broad and too disconnected to make coherent sense. There is no worldbuilding, the plot is a mess, and the characters are indismissably inconsistent. The irony here is that every plot move and character shift is for instant gratification--it looks cool, but it's empty. This book deserves the biggest "ok, boomer" and none of the attention it's gotten.