In response to Ruth Graham’s article at Slate, “Against YA“, but REALLY in response to the sudden eruption of hand-wringing defenses of why it’s okay to read Young Adult books.
1. I am in a bookstore and I see a book in the Young Adult section that I think about buying. Another customer looks at me askance, as though I am childish for looking at a Young Adult Book. “Fuck that guy,” I think to myself, “this looks interesting.” I buy the book anyway.
2. I am reading a Young Adult Book on the train. Someone sits down across from me They have got a face like they think I should be embarrassed by my reading material. For a second I am worried. “Oh wait, I just remembered,” I think to myself, “Fuck that guy.” I continue reading my book