I don’t have a problem with her forbidding her daughter to read my book. But imposing her personal beliefs on every child at the school makes her no better than a book burner. As the playwright and journalist Clare Booth Luce once put it: “Censorship, like charity, should begin at home; but unlike charity, it should end there.
— Sonya Sones, on the many challenges to the ever-fabulous What My Mother Doesn’t Know.
The truth is, that when a Library expels a book of mine and leaves an unexpurgated Bible lying around where unprotected youth and age can get hold of it, the deep unconscious irony of it delights me and doesn’t anger me.
What they’re doing is making books available to students only if parents or guardians physically come to the school library to check out the books. The books are otherwise being held in a “secure location” within the library, where students cannot access them. These barriers are tantamount to the banning of books and are clearly inconsistent with our democratic freedoms and the free flow of ideas represented by the First Amendment. How do we expect our children to grow up to be inquisitive, educated, participating citizens if we set up such barriers to accessing classic American literature, such as Slaughterhouse Five?
— Julia Whitehead, executive director of the Kurt Vonnegut Memorial Library, on Republic High School’s decision to keep Slaughterhouse Five and Twenty Book Summer in a ‘secure location’ in the library.
A sort of right-wing group banned a whole bunch of what they called ‘video nasties’. The hunt for a copy of Dawn of the Dead was like the Holy Grail for teenagers in the ’80s where I lived. Before I saw it, I knew all about it: I knew there was a guy who got the top of his head chopped off by a helicopter, I knew there was a moment when someone got their guts ripped out, and it was like: I gotta see this, this sounds great!
— Simon Pegg, on his early interest in horror movies.