27 March 2007
Unsullied by intelligence
Remember the 19th century? It refuses to go away:
I work at a bookstore. I was cashiering today when a woman and her two kids (a boy and a girl, both somewhere between 13-15) came up to the register. The mom was buying 2 celeb gossip magazines, and the boy put down a book. The girl then walked up and set down the newest volume of the Sisterhood of the Traveling Pants series.
The mom says "You can't buy that."
The girl went and put the book away.
In hardcover, Forever in Blue: The Fourth Summer of the Sisterhood runs 400 pages, maybe two-thirds the length of Harry Potter stories, and no one complains about their thickness.
The horror, though, is that this sort of notion is still being bandied about in two thousand seven, fercrissake. As Syaffolee, who can probably turn 400 pages by breakfast, says:
[A]s for guys who don't like girls reading big books, well, those guys are probably not worth knowing anyway.
And they probably don't even read the celeb gossip mags.Posted at 9:38 AM to Almost Yogurt , Table for One