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roughkiss:

beaft:

in light of the current “THINK OF THE CHILDREN” moral panic re unsuitable literature, i’d like to share an anecdote.

my thirteen-year-old cousin came to visit a few months back. he saw my copy of american psycho and asked if he could borrow it, because his friend had seen the movie and said it was really good. i said okay, sure, but just so you know, it’s a lot more graphic than the movie and there’s some stuff in there that you might find really upsetting. he asked what kind of stuff. i gave him a bare-bones outline of the contents (gore, sexual violence, cannibalism, etc). he said he would think about it.

a few days later, he came back to me and said, “it doesn’t sound like my kind of thing. i think i might wait until i’m a bit older to read it.” alright, i said, good call, and that was the end of it. i am 99% sure that if i’d just said “no, you can’t have it, you’re not old enough,” he would have felt patronised and found a way to read it anyway, just to prove a point.

you can draw whatever conclusions you want from that, but i feel it’s a pretty good indicator that giving kids the information they need to curate their own experience is way more effective than telling them what they are and aren’t allowed to read. that’s just my two cents, though.

Honestly, I think this is the way to go. Being honest about what you’re doing and why. I’m not against telling a kid no, but I always try to tell them why and be specific. In my context it’s usually an, “I can’t/wouldn’t show that here at school/talk to you about that because of x.” For example, recently they came in talking about the Dahmer show which I think is wildly inappropriate to show a middle schooler. They asked me if I’d seen it, and I was honest. No, I haven’t, I know enough about his story already to know that watching something like that would be really upsetting to me.

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cutelilbow:

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masonicbeheadingritual:

this felt like some kind of modern poem. so,

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j-isadore:

Quin Wu, House No. 13, American fastfood meets Soviet Union brutalism

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