A 50-year-old manuscript by the late Theodor Geisel, better known as Dr. Seuss, is being released this week, captivating nostalgic readers who grew up on seven decades of children’s books from the prolific author. Here are some highlights from Dr. Seuss’ life and work:
2005: A doctoral student taking a course in children’s literature reads way too much into Mr. Brown Can Moo! Can You?
A children’s-literature scholar argues it’s time to acknowledge the perturbing themes in some of the most beloved books.
Reminiscing about the Dr. Seuss books we loved as children is usually a happy time for adults. We might remember first learning about equality in Horton Hears a Who! or getting starry-eyed about our futures reading Oh, the Places You’ll Go! (of course, for some of us there’s also a bit of residual terror about that green-food-obsessed apparition in Green Eggs and Ham).
As I’ve said many times, I believe we reached the Onion Singularity years ago. The Onion singularity is kind of like the Turing Test — it’s when the average reader can no longer reliability differentiate between a serious publication and satire.
As I’ve said many times, I believe we reached the Onion Singularity years ago. The Onion singularity is kind of like the Turing Test — it’s when the average reader can no longer reliability differentiate between “serious journalism” and satire.
This week brought yet another example of it.
Back in the 1970s, this (see below) was considered fun, family-friendly slapstick humor:
Yesterday, an “Irishman” by the name of Abdul Razak Ali Artan (who, quite the world traveler, was also a Somali refugee) deliberately rammed his car into several pedestrians at Ohio State University in Columbus. He then got out of his car and started stabbing people; a total of eleven victims were injured in this attack but none were killed. A police officer quickly intervened and shot the marauding Irishman to death, ending the attack.
I pause now to pray that God should bring healing to the wounded.
As a far wiser man than I once observed, the standard leftist reaction to this sort of event is “frontlash.” What is frontlash? It is a pre-emptive bout of highly-public virtue-signalling and hand-wringing to lament the hypothetical backlash that Evil White Racists are expected to engage in when reacting to the latest outrage committed by a sacred Person of Color. Whether those Evil White Racists ever get around to actually committing any violent acts of backlash (or whether the expectation of violence is actually some kind of psychological projection on the part of the frontlashers) is largely besides the point. You see, actual reflection over the unusually high incidence of violent terrorist ramming, stabbing and shooting attacks perpetrated by “Irishmen” and Somali refugees — and any contemplation of what might be done about it — is of course an impermissible Thought Crime. After all, dwelling on the point too long might lead one to commit the unpardonable sin of voting for Donald Trump. Obviously, this must be avoided at all costs!
We’ve long since passed, in my estimation, the “Onion Singularity;” that is, the point at which it becomes difficult to distinguish stories run in purportedly serious journalistic publications from those found in America’s Finest (Satirical) News Source. So today’s Washington Post story about a “Super Racist Pool Safety Poster” distributed by the American Red Cross is nothing if not keeping with the times.
I post below an image of this hateful, terrible, no-good, cartoon-blackface, Der Sturmer-esque, KKK-inspired abomination. The more delicate-minded ladies in the readership might want to ready their fainting couches and clutching-pearls.