I have a couple of deluxe-edition Bibles given to me as confirmation gifts that see little use. As a compulsive underliner and annotator, I just can't bring myself to vandalize a leather-bound Bible with gilded parchment pages. This "pulp fiction" production of the King James translation, on the other hand, is just the ticket to guilt-free consumption for those of us who take "active" reading to the extreme. It's cheap, disposable and easily replaceable; it adds very little weight, takes even less space in my book bag. As for the translation, the King James is the only way to go for those of us take literature seriously and prize metaphor as the analog for apprehension of the non-verbal. For "accuracy" of translation, I'm still partial to the Revised Standard (New Revised, if need be) but have yet to find a working man's copy as serviceable as this one. (Warning: the print is quite petite.)