I don't think I need to remind you that this week is Banned Book Week. The blogosphere is buzzing with posts on how much banning books sucks. I am here today to second that.
The ever-awesome Tahereh and The Rejectionist have teamed up to host the Best Banned Book Bonanza, where people can review their favorite banned book on their blogs.
Me? I'm going with one I can never stop thinking about.
I have so much to say about this book, but I won't say it. Everyone who's anyone around the Web has already said it on my behalf. And they said it better than I ever could.
I am going to take a moment to acknowledge the awesomeness of Anderson's writing, though. This woman took a tale about rape and infused it with moments of humor, wit, and a killer deadpan voice. Anderson paints the reader a big picture, one that's impossible to miss--speaking up is the only way you can heal. The only way you can move on, find happiness, and be yourself.
That's why book banners can suck it. Hard. "Don't read this book" becomes "don't listen to that person". And even worse, "don't think for yourself". I'm very sorry, but nobody needs to be told how to think. Especially if the thoughts are stupid, backed up by prejudice and ignorance. Isn't USA the land of the free, people? Well, that includes defending what you believe in. And if a story about a rape victim and the consequences of such an atrocious act is what you believe in, defend it.
Never shut up, folks. Speak LOUDER.