Back in my mustache growing, black mock turtleneck wearing, wine sipping, Django Reinhardt listening days, I spent forty-minutes attempting to read James Joyce’s Ulysses. I couldn’t only make it through that first page, before wondering what the heck he was talking about, and then decided it was best that his John Holmesian long book remained banned forever.
Needless to say this past weekend was quite exciting. We were of course, getting excited for the annual Banned Books Week sponsored by the American Library Association. In all seriousness though, people (especially in this country where freedom is traded like a cheap commodity on the stock exchange) should have the freedom to read what they please whether it’s the first page of a James Joyce novel, or Harry Potter or Judy Blume or whomever or whatever.
Events and celebrations are taking place across the country in support to end the banning of books, which coincidentally still goes on. Plenty of books were taken off the shelves of schools and libraries last year. Would you believe it if I told you in 2006 Beloved by Toni Morrison, The Chocolate Wars by Robert Cormier, The Perks of Being a Wallflower by Stephen Chbosky and Gossip Girls by Cecily Von Ziegesar (though one could make the argument that the CW show should be banned from the tubewaves) were actually banned? It’s crazy world we live in.