And how come I was not the one who came up with the idea of writing Fifty Shades of Grey?
Among other things, it would have done wonders for the reputation of the stereotypical librarian that I have had to deal with for my whole professional life. Skip the bun and half reading glasses and go right to being chained to the Circulation Desk! Forget the classic skirt and blazer and bring on the bikini top and thong! No shushing sounds out of my mouth; those are screams you are hearing from the reading room!
Who knew that the average woman would enjoy an erotic read so much? It is always the male of the species who is touted as thinking about something sexual every few seconds or so. Turns out the only help needed by a woman's libido is a Christian Grey character to show her the ropes. Literally show her the ropes.
And it turns out that women of all ages are interested in this latest incarnation of erotica. There is a private little amused gleam in the eye of the 25, 45 or 70 year old as they look around in the airport lounge and realize how many of them are reading the same book. Somehow I cannot imagine my mother or grandmother reading this stuff in their day, but then again, I am reminded of when I treated them to what I hoped would be a distractingly funny afternoon a few months after after my father died to see the Broadway play "Lenny." Little did I know that Lenny was not just about any comedian, it was about Lenny Bruce, one of the dirtiest comedians of all time, and the play lived up to his reputation. At intermission I shamefacedly told my mom that we should leave and that I was so sorry to have exposed her and her mother to such filth. "Don't be such a prude," said my mother, "we are enjoying it!"
So ladies, enjoy the books, and enjoy being part of the pop culture scene. Really, they are so badly written, but still....
Among other things, it would have done wonders for the reputation of the stereotypical librarian that I have had to deal with for my whole professional life. Skip the bun and half reading glasses and go right to being chained to the Circulation Desk! Forget the classic skirt and blazer and bring on the bikini top and thong! No shushing sounds out of my mouth; those are screams you are hearing from the reading room!
Who knew that the average woman would enjoy an erotic read so much? It is always the male of the species who is touted as thinking about something sexual every few seconds or so. Turns out the only help needed by a woman's libido is a Christian Grey character to show her the ropes. Literally show her the ropes.
And it turns out that women of all ages are interested in this latest incarnation of erotica. There is a private little amused gleam in the eye of the 25, 45 or 70 year old as they look around in the airport lounge and realize how many of them are reading the same book. Somehow I cannot imagine my mother or grandmother reading this stuff in their day, but then again, I am reminded of when I treated them to what I hoped would be a distractingly funny afternoon a few months after after my father died to see the Broadway play "Lenny." Little did I know that Lenny was not just about any comedian, it was about Lenny Bruce, one of the dirtiest comedians of all time, and the play lived up to his reputation. At intermission I shamefacedly told my mom that we should leave and that I was so sorry to have exposed her and her mother to such filth. "Don't be such a prude," said my mother, "we are enjoying it!"
So ladies, enjoy the books, and enjoy being part of the pop culture scene. Really, they are so badly written, but still....
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