Answer:
I'm not really more than holes tied to more holes; I'm strong as good steel, though not as stiff as a pole.
I am enjoyed by some, despised by others. Some take me for granted, some treasure me like a gift. I last forever, unless you break me first. What am I?
The more you take, the more you leave behind. What are they?
I build up castles. I tear down mountains. I make some men blind, I help others to see. What am I?
What is black and white and red all over?
The answer I give is yes, but what I mean is no. What was the question?