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Friday, May 06, 2005

Don't Click on the Link! 

I've heard there's a very scary monster at this link! Whatever you do, don't click on this link!

Or this one!

I'm begging you!

Not this one!

OK, I really, really mean it this time. Actually, that's E's new AIM icon. Poor Andrea Dworkin. May God rest her pitiful, rape fantasy tortured soul. My old manager used to live on the same block as she did in Brooklyn, and said every time he saw her he was almost knocked down by these rays of hostility and hate she emitted as she lumbered around the neighborhood in her signature overalls. I said, "But that still didn't stop you from wanting to rape her, did it, you filthy man!"

Spoon is finally getting groomed next week. Doesn't she look like a wookie?

Here's the original book, which was one of my favorites as a child. Come to think of it, it's kind of subversive in that it encourages breaking the rules, which I guess was very au courant in that hippy drippy era. Thankfully, I had plenty of Davey and Goliath to keep me morally centered. How far children's books have come. I'm glad I never was exposed to the famous German 19th century children's book Struwwelpeter, a perennial favorite in that country, which explains a lot. Check out what happens to little Pauline, who pays a high price for her fascination with fire. I mean, no one wants a bunch of little pyromaniacs running around but isn't there a less terrifying way to teach a child not to play with matches?

Fyodor Dostoyevsky believed that you could tell a lot about a society by its prisons, but I believe you can tell more about a society by the stories read and given to its children. In For Your Own Good : Hidden Cruelty in Child-Rearing and the Roots of Violence, Swiss psychiatrist Alice Miller theorizes that German pedalogical practices made Germans particularly vulnerable to Nazism. Child rearing practices at the time, which emphasised discipline and breaking the child's will by means bordering on sadism, created a nation of cruel bullies vulnerable to being held in thrall to a father figure like Hitler. And later, scheisse porn. It's a fascinating book.

Comments:
It was one of my faves, too, and I confess I was delighted to see it re-appear in the library. Beats the hell out of bloody Elmo. (Or, as I said to Husband when we saw something about him online, "I hate "f***ing Elbow!!!")

TLL
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Oh! That cover takes me back. Speaking of tinylittlelibrarian's comment regarding Elmo, did y'all know there's a move affront by a pre-teen to prevent Warner Brothers from changing the Looney Toons cartoon characters? I can't recall the link now, and am on the road so don't have my note handy, but I believe the website is saveourlooneytoons.com.

Foxy, did you know there is a short story entitled “Rape Fantasises?” It’s a short story I used on the forensic competition circuit, and oddly enough, hit another competitor using the same story in a round of Prose Interp at a tournament one year. It was interesting to see how we’d cut it down differently to fit time requirements. I can’t remember the author’s name as this was more than ten years ago; yet it was in the same vein as Swift’s “A Modest Proposal.” Less sarcastic, issues of the author which could be picked out from reading between the lines, yet as humorous.
 
Sorry to piggy back with another comment; but upon a re-read, your "hippy drippy" comment reminded me of that Elmer Fudd comic book where the whole town eats mushrooms and the townspeople become really mellow so nothing gets done. Have you seen that?
 
"Rape Fantasies" is by Margaret Atwood, and I thought it was hilarious as well, unlike most of her stuff, which I find pretty damn grim and depressing. I tried to find a rogue copy of it on the internet but, not surprisingly, got a lot of really irrelevant, upsetting returns.
 
Wishing you all the best!
 
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