[Ed. – This is psychotic. Children’s books that fire the imagination and make us think about human life are…children’s books that fire the imagination and make us think about human life. There’s nothing intrinsically gay about that.]
Just when you thought it was safe to share your favorite childhood classics with your kids, the New York Times goes and ruins it with an article called “The Gay History of America’s Classic Children’s Books,” by Jesse Green. From Frog and Toadto Goodnight Moon, we are told that our beloved stories are awash in “a secret language of queer compassion.” I’m always bemused when people claim that beloved fictional characters are gay. A few months ago it was “Sesame Street’s” Ernie and Bert, whose closet door was abruptly slammed shut by their creator, Frank Oz, after he got annoyed by the nattering Nancies who would not stop speculating about the hand puppets’ sexuality.
Remember when the Christian right said “the gays are coming for your children!” and no one believed them? Green suggests there was a plot to target the children.
Elsewhere, especially in Sendak’s work, childless authors were showing children — and thus their mothers and fathers — what proper parenting should look like. In “Where the Wild Things Are,” a mother who sends a roughhousing son to bed without supper becomes, in his dream, a monster to be subjugated. In “In the Night Kitchen,” parents barely exist; the child in a state of nature is self-created and, eventually, self-modulated. The message: Leave me alone with my imagination and I’ll be fine.