Ray Bradbury wrote a novel Fahrenheit 451. Fahrenheit 451 is the temperature at which paper ignites.
He imagined a world where certain books were banned, and if found, burned. It is a scenario that was current in communist countries, and is so now in some. It’s a graphic portrayal of censorship. Or, more pertinently, a denial of the truth, and an attempt to re-write reality.
I don’t think we’ve ever had as as many books, cheaply available, as there are now. And this is occurring, ironically, as ‘physical’ books are starting to become obsolete in the west. Not ceasing to exist, but becoming electronic.
Just 10 years ago, when I was finishing working as a sensory impairment support teacher, I scanned in and processed whole books, with begrudgingly given publishers’ permission, to print them out in braille, or allow a blind student to have his laptop read the text to him. Now, publishers have got over their fear of electronic books, and they are available for a price. (If you are starting to follow the story of the US government suing Apple and some Publishers, then it seems at a fixed price that was too high.)
Books are a perspective on reality, whether fact or fiction, and some are beautifully inspired, and feed the soul. In whatever format, they will continue to be recognised, read and shared.
Jesus was a book, that the authorities banned permanently. They had no choice.
But the story then came to be written in other such books – the lives of the disciples. They tried to ban them, but it didn’t work. The books multiplied as they were read and shared. They changed the reality that had condemned them. They continue to do so.