So, everyone has seen this, the NYT’s incredibly disappointing and wrong-headed piece about The Higher Power of Lucky/Newbery controversy (I will say that I have put in a hold request for the book at our local library, one of the many, many fine libraries I’m sure aren’t participating in this madness At All).
Anyway. I have nothing to add to everyone’s extremely intelligent arguments, except this:
I will be so disappointed if Leila doesn’t come up with a scrotum-themed T-shirt. At least in a limited edition…
Updated: Dave proposes that what we really need is a new euphemism for scrotum; go vote!
T-shirts for dogs. “A snake bit my scrotum and all I got was banned by the Missoula Public Library.”
David, that’s hilarious. Why isn’t your dog wearing that T-shirt, Gwenda?
Our dog don’t got no scrotum!
That would make it even funnier!
I wonder what these librarians would think about this ad campaign for cycling shorts…
http://www.descenteathletic.com/frankspeak/
To be fair, some of the things Patron says are just kind of… strangely off-color:
“The word is just so delicious.” Ms. Patron said. “The sound of the word to Lucky is so evocative. It’s one of those words that’s so interesting because of the sound of the word.”
It almost sounds as if she is, indeed, trying to get a rise out of people. Either that, or she’s a very, very odd person to sit next to at parties.
In other news, my dog’s scrotum is tucked daintily up where no snake would ever be tempted. If people would just do the done thing and neuter their animals, these sorts of crises could be avoided entirely.