Am I going to piss off Joel Stein?
Maybe. But I’m pretty sure he gets a kick out of waxing acerbic against random people and things on his blog and in the New York Times. Frankly, I reckon I’m so far off his radar that there’s no real worry. And even if he leaves an angry note, how is it bad to have Joel Stein at my blog? Even if I do think he’s a Juan Kerr.
I read this very short bit by him at the New York Times online (which keeps reminding me how much less I’ll be able to read there for free starting soon, and I find that to be disappointing and obnoxious), and it made me curious, “Who is this douche?”
Apparently, this douche hates america and loves porn.
Funny, right? But I think it’s a pop culture joke I don’t get. But here’s further evidence of his ego-maniacal/ego-moronical persona.
I think that’s his schtick.
Anyway, the thing that bugs me mercilessly about his railing against adults reading young adult fiction is that I think he’s just doing it to be reactionary.
I do not think his bombast is genuine. I think he is in it for the comments. And what’s worse than a troll? A person who invites and encourages them.
Can you imagine some of the angered Potter Parents who’ve commented on Stein’s little rant? You can go read them. I don’t wanna*.
Lordy, it’ll be like those nutty parents from my childhood who wore Teenage Mutant Ninja Turtle boys’ underwear as hats for a TMNT concert (in like 1989, times was different then).
Why try to argue with those nutjobs?
And why not let them read the same stuff their kids are reading? What if they’re doing it so they can discuss it at dinner? What if they’re working on some kind of children’s lit advanced degree?
What if they are, themselves, trying to write some YA, and reading some YA so as to do it better? I have told you before how important it is to read if you’re going to write. Doesn’t matter what you want to write, it’s best to get an idea of how others have done it before you get started.
And who cares if an adult is reading children’s literature for entertainment? YA is, at the moment, one of the few genres that’s consistently challenging boundaries of all sorts.
Here’s a redeeming blog post by Joel Stein, though I wonder if Cassandra’s really his wife’s name, or if it’s some kind of misogynistic internet code name for her.
Tell me, blog readers, what do you think? Is Stein a pompous weirdo, or is he a smooth criminal, or is he just misunderstood?
*Oh and, actually, I did read some of the comments. Not as bad as I thought. Pretty smart, thoughtful comments calling Joel Stein out on his odd logic.
**And another thing, I really don’t read YA, either. A few titles I’ll read when/if I get around to it, but I’m kind of saving it so I can read with m’Child, who’s probably going to love all of the stuff I haven’t yet read. Like Sci Fi & Fanstasy & whatnot.