A BOOK WORTH BURNING
Well, okay, maybe not-- book burning is a Very Bad Thing. But so is Playing In Traffic. To call the book vile is to slander everything else you already think of as vile. The author picks an easy target to vilify-- a tempting bit of Goth girlhood-- and uses her to show the evil that women do. It's like those old movies they showed in Health Class 30 years ago, where the drunk pregnant girl with an STD bends over to pick up her cigarettes while driving and crashes her car. Boogah, boogah. I wouldn't call the author a simpleton-- she can write well enough, but the book is written at the black and white level, and children reading it will either be alarmed, scared, or laugh it off as the rubbish it is. I wouldn't give it to any of my four children, and good parents and teachers everywhere should follow my lead. I sincerely hope the author finds a new line of work, where she can do less damage to the body politic. Something like opening a toxic waste disposal site.
