I learned recently of a girl in grade three who was found flipping through a copy of Fifty Shades of Grey, the pseudo-masochistic, erotic book which has topped all bestseller lists, and is, to put it blatantly, literary pornography.
Apparently the girl told her teacher that her mom had ordered it through the library and she was bringing it home for her, and I’m weeping into my wine, wondering what kind of world allows pornography into our children’s libraries.
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