Thursday, September 30, 2010

Commentary: Banned Books

In celebration of "Banned Books Week," I took a look at a collection of book lists from the past five years or so. I have to say that I think I understand why people would try to get books banned from school libraries. I don't necessarily AGREE with those efforts - especially when they try to ban books like The Diary of Anne Frank - the most significant first-person account of the greatest tragedy of the 20th century.

And, yes, people are STILL trying to get The Diary of Anne Frank banned. In 2010. On the grounds that it's a bit lewd and endorses homosexual behavior. Even I find that kinda backwards - and I'm actually a bit of a prude.

Anyway, I found a couple of other standout entries from the banned book lists of the recent past.

2006: I'm completely mystified by the continued efforts to ban the Harry Potter series from public schools, but the 2006 entry from the above website has this one little tidbit that I can' leave without commentary. So the book was targeted for possible removal from the Wilsona School District along with twenty three other books. One book had "an unsavory hero who made a bad role model for children; another was about a warlock, which they said was inappropriate; and others were books with which they were unfamiliar and didn’t know whether they promoted good character or conflicted with textbooks" [emphasis added].

It's one thing to attempt to ban a book that you've read and found unsuitable for your children. It's another thing to target a book that you've never read, but has a bad reputation. It's SOMETHING ELSE ENTIRELY to target a book simply because you don't know what it's about.

Oh, and proof that they didn't know what they were doing: "Rejected titles included three bilingual Clifford the Big Red Dog books [and] Disney’s Christmas Storybook."

OOH, SHOCKING!!!

2006: Someone tried to ban Ray Bradbury's Farenheit 451 for “discussion of being drunk, smoking cigarettes, violence, ‘dirty talk,’ references to the Bible, and using God’s name in vain.” Which is totally missing the point of the book, but... whatever.

The REAL joke here, of course, is the banning of a book about the dangers of banning books. It's delicious, crunchy, toffee-crusted irony at its finest.

2007: The father of two teenage boys requested the city government fine a library in Bentonville, Arkansas, for allowing The Whole Lesbian Sex Book onto the public access shelves. He asked for $10,000 for each boy.

Here's one case of censorship I thought I could get behind. See, I'm mainly opposed to censorship on an artistic level - blocking material the creator deems relevant to the experience of a piece of art is destructive to the imagination as a whole. Now there is NO WAY a couple of teenage boys would be interested in The Whole Lesbian Sex Book for the purpose the author intended, so I don't blame the father for getting a little indignant that the library would allow his children to check out what, for their intents and purposes, would be smut.

However, nowhere does it say the children actually REQUESTED this book, only that the father wanted to keep that book out of their hands.

Oh, well. At least somebody "thinks of the children."

2008: Librarians in an Oregon High School had to restrict access to The Book of Bunny Suicides :


I guess some mother was so offended by this book that she threatened to straight up burn it rather than return it to the library. I mean, yeah, I'm all against animal cruelty and mutilation and whatever, but vandalism's a crime, too.

Oh, and in a pure fit of 21st century anti-Puritanism, the library soon after received 24 donated copies of The Book of Bunny Suicides. That just goes to show that centralized censorship is not only bad for the intellectual well-being of a community, but it just plain doesn't work, either.

And here's my favorite:

2005: A Montana middle school received complaints that the book On the Bright Side, I'm Now the Girlfriend of a Sex God: Further Confessions of Georgia Nicholson was dangerous, not because of the content, but because "an unstable person seeing a girl reading the book might think from the title that the girl is promiscuous and stalk her."

So the next time you're reading Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance and someone asks you to take a look at their car, now you'll know that person's unstable.

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

Religion, Death, and Cartoons

There's been a lot of controversy recently surrounding cartoonists who have decided to draw pictures of the prophet Mohammed - and the sometimes violent reaction from devout Muslims who consider such portrayals a form of blasphemy. Here's the short version: The creators of the ever-irreverent South Park received death threats after irreverently portraying Mohammed. In response, cartoonist Molly Norris decided to organize a day when cartoonists all over the internet would draw pictures of Mohammed to protest what they see as a suppression of their right to free speech. Death threats and controversy coninue to this day.

Now, I'm seriously torn on this issue. On the one hand, I'm a fairly devout Mormon (how observant I am may be up for debate, but I try), and I have similar religious observances that I feel are too sacred to make fun of. I get upset when I hear of people sneaking cameras into temple ceremonies and posting the videos online - almost to the point where I'm personally insulted.

At the same time, though, I'm very much opposed to censorship (an appropriate topic, considering it's Banned Books Week). I feel that a work of art - a book, a painting, or whatever - should be experienced as its creator intended. I had this conversation with a friend the other day: If I want to watch A Clockwork Orange, I had better be prepared to watch a woman get beaten to death with an oversized statue of a phallus. Yeah, that scene is shocking and violent, but that's part of the point. If I find that type of thing too offensive to watch, I'd better find a different movie, because I don't really want to watch A Clockwork Orange.

But is it art? I mean, do these cartoonists and illustrators really NEED to draw some depiction of Mohammed to make their point, or are they just shaking up a beehive to hear the buzzing? Is it a point that even needs to be made? Yes, TECHNICALLY, in this country, people have the right to say what they want, but we still discourage the idle usage of terms like "fag" and "nigger" because those words do more harm than good.

Except... well, the book The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn uses the word "nigger" a lot, but within a historical context that works to undermine both the negative power of that one word and the racist attitudes of the time - at least, that was the idea.

So, yeah, I'm really of two minds on this issue. Personally, I wouldn't draw the prophet Mohammed, nor would I encourage others to do so, because I feel that would be disrespectful and rude.

Should other people have to fear for their lives for WANTING to draw Mohammed?

No.

SHOULD they draw Mohammed?

I'd say no. But who am I to tell them they can'?

More Poems Posted

A couple weeks ago, I started keeping all my poetry drafts in a big, three-ring binder. After losing electronic copies of things so frequently, I figured, surely, this would be the best way to keep all my poetry drafts in order. After all, a binder would fit nicely into the messenger bag I keep with me all the time, so I'll never lose it, right?

Well, unless I lose the whole bag.

Bag's recovered - all is in order. Oh, and I've posted more poems over at http://braddypoetry.blogspot.com/. I could still use more feedback on any of the poems I've written up there. It's a private blog, but you're more than welcome to request permission if you've got a Google account.

Tuesday, September 28, 2010

Giant-Sized Daily Sketches


9.23.10 - This... may be the creepiest thing I've ever drawn.

Of course, I got the idea for the woman's pose while watching Drag Me to Hell. I paused the movie while the main character was kinda staring off into space and copied down the pose. Then I decided that something should be sneaking up behind her. My original concept was more monstrous... but, then, things got a bit more... realistic... and...

In my mind, that's an evil genie or something behind her. We'll just say that.


9.27.10 - Drew this backstage during Damn Yankees. It's not the greatest, but it's a nice little complete scene, so I'm proud of it anyway.

Looky Look-a-Like

I'm currently playing Benny Van Buren in Damn Yankees at the Empress Theatre. As part of my character, I wear my hair slicked back - which gives everyone in the audience a nice view of my rapidly receding hairline.

It also, apparently, makes me look like Tommy Lee Jones:

Which is a shame, because I've been told I use to look like Tom Welling:

Computer face recognition software at one point compared me to Will Smith:

But it hasn't always been flattering - I once got compared to THIS guy:

So I guess looking like a ruggedly-handsome older gentleman isn't SO bad.

Monday, September 27, 2010

So Done with Gaga


So, yeah, don't know if you've heard this, but Lady Gaga is HUGE. Oh, andI don't like her.


Frankly, Lady Gaga's the best example extant of the style-over-substance celebrity worship that is everything wrong with popular culture. She's a musician, sure, and not (empirically speaking) a terrible one, but she seems to care more about creating a spectacle out of her personal life than creating good music.

I'm tired of the attention this woman gets for basically doing nothing. So I'm not going to play along anymore. No, I've got nothing to say about this.

Yeah, whatever. That's cute. Don't care.

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Nope, not even gonna comment on that.

Y'know what? I give up. I can't seem to go ONE FLIPPIN' DAY without having a conversation about Lady Gaga, so I'm declaring a cease-fire. Lady Gaga can do whatever she wants - that's fine. Any of you that get your kicks from listening to her, or ogling her bizarre stylings, go ahead. I won't judge you - just LEAVE ME OUT OF IT. I refuse to care about this woman anymore.


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Okay, so I'll continue to fantasize about ballroom dancing to "Bad Romance" with Zooey Deschanel, but THAT'S IT.

Friday, September 24, 2010

Horrorshow: Drag Me to Hell


I've been experimenting in a lot of genres and media that I haven't ever really tried before. I've been listening to dance music. I've gone to a bunch of art exhibits. I've even read manga for the first time in my life. In the spirit of exploration, I just watched my first real horror movie - and, despite all the opinions I've heard to the contrary, Kazaam doesn't count.

Last night I watched Sam Raimi's Drag Me to Hell... and I'm not sure how I feel about it

See, a lot of what I love about the horror genre (or, at least, the IDEA of the genre) is the atmosphere - the feeling that, at any moment, something terrible will happen. The only real experience I have in the horror genre AT ALL is in video games (like Silent Hill 2), where immersion is the game's primary objective. Movies don't have the time to cultivate the environment of fear quite like a video game does, so I think my expectations might have been off

Also, a lot of the creep factor (at least in this movie) comes more from the gross-out moments than anything else - and there were a LOT of gross out moments. I saw more old-lady spittle than I ever thought possible, and it's not as much of a turn-on as I thought it would

Wow, I have GOT to stop typing

Anyway, Drag Me to Hell - pretty good movie. Extremely goofy (but, considering what little I know of Sam Raimi and his usual accomplices, seems fitting), not as scary as I was hoping, but enjoyable.