Damn. It’s in my library system, Brett. The Dissolving Illusions book was in my system right at the beginning of the jabbing season in 2021. I read it but then it disappeared for the next 2 years. It is now back. The same copy I believe. I worked in a library for 14 years. Controversial books would often just disappear. In small libraries without special security barcodes, it is easy to disappear a book. Mis-shelving is also something I’ve seen. I sometimes checked the dead poets section. 🤔😀
Janet, JABBED is in your library system? That really surprises me! When people have no argument against the truth, banning, cancelling, censoring, limiting reach, losing, mis-shelving, etc. is about all they can do.
Yup. My big system 150 plus libraries here in northern Illinois normally has most of these books. I donated a contrarian book once and it was placed on the shelf. I will check yours out, Brett. RFKjrs Fauci book was on many system shelves or on order the minute it came out. This whole area is not known for being totally “blue”. Chicago has polluted this state big time.
Janet, thank you. JABBED is about 8 years old and has aged very well! Among other things, I stated that the day was coming that unjabbed people would not be allowed to work or travel. Not a guess, it was written into their game plan to increase compliance.
My first encounter with book censorship is Portnoy’s Complaint in high school in 1969-70. I carried it around like a badge of defiance. I was told I could be expelled for having it, but I was told just to just hide it by my English teacher. I bought every book mentioned on the Highwire as soon as I could and now own a mountain of books. I bought several copies of the War on Ivermectin and distributed them to medical doctors and friends, knowing they would probably never be read. I’m a firm believer that planting seeds will eventually bear fruit.
In December of 2021 I was reading Pandemia (Alex Berenson) on a trip. I pulled it out proudly wherever I was, hoping for someone to say anything! Not a peep. 😒 I was disappointed.
When I was a kid, my dad came downstairs, threw a book on the table, and said "I don't want any of you kids reading this book." Well, you can guess what happened. It was The Exorcist, and I was maybe twelve or thirteen. Way to go, Dad.
I’m a boomer and my parents didn’t give a hoot what I was reading. After i exhausted our set of black cover gold deco classics like “A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court”, A Tale of Two Cities, Guy Maupassant, WWI nurse fiction, a few Readers Digest Condensed books and a 1959 set of World Book Encyclopedia on the farmhouse shelf, I proceeded to the school library. We then tortured our dad into buying a library membership in town—a gorgeous Carnegie cathedral of books where I would peruse the back dustiest of shelves for old archaeology books and such. (The day I actually visited the Lion Gate in Greece was indescribable. ) A friend and I found a very dirty part of a paperback book on the school playground once and must say we didn’t need to question our mothers much on the subject of sex after pouring diligently over it together. Lol. As if my mother would engage us in any talk OF THAT! Of course, we were free-range kids as well.
There is no way that's what my dad was after. He really didn't want us reading it, he just failed to realize that telling me not to do something is a guarantee that I'll try it. I have no idea about my siblings, I got hold of it first.
Totally needed the lmao re Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret. I also have a story. My mom wouldn't buy me this book. We were on vacation and while at the drugstore with my dad, I picked up the book along with other things and of course he bought it (and yes of course I maneuvered going to the drugstore to begin with, my plan ready to hatch). And yes, I was engrossed with the book. My dad and I trotted off to Disney World leaving my mom back at the hotel because she didn't want to go, and left the book behind as I read it in a day. Omg what a scene when we got back. She read the book and bitched the crap out of my dad. Ya....it wasn't a Harlequin Romance that other orchestrated trips to the drugstore resulted in.
Spencers!!! IKIK it well. My middle/high school friends and myself often made that our primary destination when going to the mall. I was often the overly naive one in the group and didn’t relish in their giggles and laughter in the dark section lit by strobe lights. 🤣 I preferred to stay in the front. But I was always up for a Whoopi cushion or some fake cigs that squirted others with water.
"why were parents in the 1970s physically and emotionally incapable of awkward conversations?"
I can't say, but I am still waiting for "the talk," and I recently turned Medicare-eligible. Not to worry though. I got a partial education in elementary school when I found a book underneath a neighbor's lilac bushes. I really only remember the subtitle. "Connie was a nurse by profession, but a whore by temperament."
I soon lost interest as I didn't understand a thing, but I do remember it seemed weird.
I too went through all the just Bloom books before landing on Forever. I got caught reading it in class in grade 6 by my Principal. He was a Christian man and horrified I would be reading such a book! He sent it home with me in a sealed yellow envelope and rang my parents. I recall being so afraid walking home but as I approached the house, my Dad opened the front door and said ‘ let’s see this dirty book you are reading!’ Tore open the envelope and handed it back stating ‘just don’t get caught reading it in class anymore’. So thankful for liberal parents!
Censorship… yikes. Was anyone on the Social Media called Parlor? I was. Then out of the blue, ( Democrats) it was taken away by Amazon because the servers Parlor used were Amazons. Well- really it was about free speech. Dang that was crazy. I scrambled off just before they shut Parlor down. How terrifying. Bezo - family DARPA connection. That makes sense now.
Thank goodness- Dave Rubin developed Locals just after Parlor free speech platform went down.
I’m still relishing your book, Jenna. Yankee Doodle Soup is a great compilation and reminder of those lost years, as I like to call them. A good book to share.
Made me LOL your mom not explaining the meaning of that word to you. I was born in the 50’s in UK and remember one of my cousins only a month older than me saying one day how she thought our grandad was cold as far as affection went. I reminded her that he had been born in 1894 the Victorian era when it was not “the done thing” for a couple, but especially a man, to show any kind of affection and definitely not outside the home. He was a lovely man, never ever raised his voice, a gentler gentleman you couldn’t wish to meet. He fought and was wounded in WWI a wound that never to the day of his death fully healed but was always pussy. He never complained about it. He had met my Nan after returning from the war, she was a widow with a toddler, they married and were together over 50 years until he died. This is why our parents in the 70’s never told us anything, to the point one of my brothers one day, when we were all grown said, my mam thinks sex is the number between 5 and 7, LOL.
Your story of the 'M' word, reminded me of funny experience in my family. I am the oldest sister, and when I came home from college one year, my stepmom informed me that my youngest brother (6 1/2 yrs younger than me) was going through a phase of asking her what different words meant; primarily medical terms, as she was a nurse. Well, as I was walking in town with my brother, he sprung quite a whopper on me - he wanted to know what "gigilo" meant. Well, I had learned from some new friends in my dorm my first year of college - that most large dictionaries have definitions for even the more salacious vocabulary words. So, I informed my brother what I had discovered at college. But since I figured he really wanted this information, I began carefully describing what a gigilo was - but he'd apparently guessed, because as I said something about a man getting paid for... he finished my sentence for me. He was/is what you might call "gifted," so he might have just been messing with his big sister. If not, he learned a new use for the family dictionary.
I remember Spenser. Also found a lot of neat stuff there. Regarding your mention of censorship and heroes Jenna. One of the biggest misconceptions of all time is the David and Goliath story. David was the under dog, a helpless boy against the giant warrior Goliath. Actually, the young man David was a skilled slinger, who could hit and kill things at great distance. Goliath didn't have a chance.
Governments and other evil entities seem unbeatable because of their size and strength. But they are cumbersome and cannot react as quickly as one or a few determined individuals. The little guy will always be able to overcome.
When I was nine, I was enjoying reading MAD Magazine, even though at that age, some of the humor went over my head.
One day I had left my recent issue of MAD on the kitchen table, only to come back later and find an angry note scrawled on its cover by my dad: "this rag is an unpatriotic piece of shit!" I'd never heard the word "rag" applied to a magazine before, so I was confused at first. Knowing my dad's temper, I didn't feel an immediate need to go to him for further explanation. This was early 70's, Nixon was president and my dad was a big fan.
The issue almost certainly contained material that was anti-war, as many publications did at the time. My dad (who escaped being drafted in 1960 by siring my sister) was a big chicken hawk. His business catered to the aerospace and defense industries, so it's no wonder he held those positions - our bread and butter literally depended on the war industry at that time.
As you would expect, Jenna, I ate up every MAD issue for years following that little event. In the coming years MAD competed with only Playboy for the top position in my reading list - and for Playboy, I should put the term "reading" in quotes...
THANK YOU Jenna, for providing source links in your stories. It's so easy to have an opinion on things, but it shows so much more integrity when one shows how one arrived at that opinion.
Proud to see my book JABBED as number 5 on the White House "Do not promote" list.
👏🎯💪
Damn. It’s in my library system, Brett. The Dissolving Illusions book was in my system right at the beginning of the jabbing season in 2021. I read it but then it disappeared for the next 2 years. It is now back. The same copy I believe. I worked in a library for 14 years. Controversial books would often just disappear. In small libraries without special security barcodes, it is easy to disappear a book. Mis-shelving is also something I’ve seen. I sometimes checked the dead poets section. 🤔😀
Janet, JABBED is in your library system? That really surprises me! When people have no argument against the truth, banning, cancelling, censoring, limiting reach, losing, mis-shelving, etc. is about all they can do.
Yup. My big system 150 plus libraries here in northern Illinois normally has most of these books. I donated a contrarian book once and it was placed on the shelf. I will check yours out, Brett. RFKjrs Fauci book was on many system shelves or on order the minute it came out. This whole area is not known for being totally “blue”. Chicago has polluted this state big time.
Janet, thank you. JABBED is about 8 years old and has aged very well! Among other things, I stated that the day was coming that unjabbed people would not be allowed to work or travel. Not a guess, it was written into their game plan to increase compliance.
My first encounter with book censorship is Portnoy’s Complaint in high school in 1969-70. I carried it around like a badge of defiance. I was told I could be expelled for having it, but I was told just to just hide it by my English teacher. I bought every book mentioned on the Highwire as soon as I could and now own a mountain of books. I bought several copies of the War on Ivermectin and distributed them to medical doctors and friends, knowing they would probably never be read. I’m a firm believer that planting seeds will eventually bear fruit.
I love this and (selfishly) thank you for sharing The War on Ivermectin in particular! 😊
Ha ha. Me too!
My book closet looks like a promo table for Skyhorse Publishing after the past 5 years. #Wykyk
In December of 2021 I was reading Pandemia (Alex Berenson) on a trip. I pulled it out proudly wherever I was, hoping for someone to say anything! Not a peep. 😒 I was disappointed.
Wow. Just wow. This is a humdinger of a post.
When I was a kid, my dad came downstairs, threw a book on the table, and said "I don't want any of you kids reading this book." Well, you can guess what happened. It was The Exorcist, and I was maybe twelve or thirteen. Way to go, Dad.
Hahahaha well played! (That's up there with "my dad told me the ice cream truck only plays music when it's out of ice cream.") Dads FTW! :)
I’m a boomer and my parents didn’t give a hoot what I was reading. After i exhausted our set of black cover gold deco classics like “A Connecticut Yankee in King Arthur’s Court”, A Tale of Two Cities, Guy Maupassant, WWI nurse fiction, a few Readers Digest Condensed books and a 1959 set of World Book Encyclopedia on the farmhouse shelf, I proceeded to the school library. We then tortured our dad into buying a library membership in town—a gorgeous Carnegie cathedral of books where I would peruse the back dustiest of shelves for old archaeology books and such. (The day I actually visited the Lion Gate in Greece was indescribable. ) A friend and I found a very dirty part of a paperback book on the school playground once and must say we didn’t need to question our mothers much on the subject of sex after pouring diligently over it together. Lol. As if my mother would engage us in any talk OF THAT! Of course, we were free-range kids as well.
I still can't/won't watch the movie!
It’s movies like that, that made me think, why am I spending my $$ on something I know is going to scare me?
This strategy works for almost all parts of parenting, ya know. ;) I call it my reverse psychology parenting strategy. Totally works.
There is no way that's what my dad was after. He really didn't want us reading it, he just failed to realize that telling me not to do something is a guarantee that I'll try it. I have no idea about my siblings, I got hold of it first.
Totally needed the lmao re Are You There God? It’s Me, Margaret. I also have a story. My mom wouldn't buy me this book. We were on vacation and while at the drugstore with my dad, I picked up the book along with other things and of course he bought it (and yes of course I maneuvered going to the drugstore to begin with, my plan ready to hatch). And yes, I was engrossed with the book. My dad and I trotted off to Disney World leaving my mom back at the hotel because she didn't want to go, and left the book behind as I read it in a day. Omg what a scene when we got back. She read the book and bitched the crap out of my dad. Ya....it wasn't a Harlequin Romance that other orchestrated trips to the drugstore resulted in.
😂😂😂
I remember this gem! Have an awesome time in Florida Jenna! Say hi to De Santis for all of us 😉
Spencers!!! IKIK it well. My middle/high school friends and myself often made that our primary destination when going to the mall. I was often the overly naive one in the group and didn’t relish in their giggles and laughter in the dark section lit by strobe lights. 🤣 I preferred to stay in the front. But I was always up for a Whoopi cushion or some fake cigs that squirted others with water.
"why were parents in the 1970s physically and emotionally incapable of awkward conversations?"
I can't say, but I am still waiting for "the talk," and I recently turned Medicare-eligible. Not to worry though. I got a partial education in elementary school when I found a book underneath a neighbor's lilac bushes. I really only remember the subtitle. "Connie was a nurse by profession, but a whore by temperament."
I soon lost interest as I didn't understand a thing, but I do remember it seemed weird.
By temperament??? 😂
You're right. I'm not sure what it was.
I too went through all the just Bloom books before landing on Forever. I got caught reading it in class in grade 6 by my Principal. He was a Christian man and horrified I would be reading such a book! He sent it home with me in a sealed yellow envelope and rang my parents. I recall being so afraid walking home but as I approached the house, my Dad opened the front door and said ‘ let’s see this dirty book you are reading!’ Tore open the envelope and handed it back stating ‘just don’t get caught reading it in class anymore’. So thankful for liberal parents!
Hahaha that torture was the WORST!!! Lucky you 🍀
Florida? You should come for a visit 🤣🤣
Censorship… yikes. Was anyone on the Social Media called Parlor? I was. Then out of the blue, ( Democrats) it was taken away by Amazon because the servers Parlor used were Amazons. Well- really it was about free speech. Dang that was crazy. I scrambled off just before they shut Parlor down. How terrifying. Bezo - family DARPA connection. That makes sense now.
Thank goodness- Dave Rubin developed Locals just after Parlor free speech platform went down.
I’m still relishing your book, Jenna. Yankee Doodle Soup is a great compilation and reminder of those lost years, as I like to call them. A good book to share.
Love it! I still swear we are living parallel lives.
Made me LOL your mom not explaining the meaning of that word to you. I was born in the 50’s in UK and remember one of my cousins only a month older than me saying one day how she thought our grandad was cold as far as affection went. I reminded her that he had been born in 1894 the Victorian era when it was not “the done thing” for a couple, but especially a man, to show any kind of affection and definitely not outside the home. He was a lovely man, never ever raised his voice, a gentler gentleman you couldn’t wish to meet. He fought and was wounded in WWI a wound that never to the day of his death fully healed but was always pussy. He never complained about it. He had met my Nan after returning from the war, she was a widow with a toddler, they married and were together over 50 years until he died. This is why our parents in the 70’s never told us anything, to the point one of my brothers one day, when we were all grown said, my mam thinks sex is the number between 5 and 7, LOL.
Your story of the 'M' word, reminded me of funny experience in my family. I am the oldest sister, and when I came home from college one year, my stepmom informed me that my youngest brother (6 1/2 yrs younger than me) was going through a phase of asking her what different words meant; primarily medical terms, as she was a nurse. Well, as I was walking in town with my brother, he sprung quite a whopper on me - he wanted to know what "gigilo" meant. Well, I had learned from some new friends in my dorm my first year of college - that most large dictionaries have definitions for even the more salacious vocabulary words. So, I informed my brother what I had discovered at college. But since I figured he really wanted this information, I began carefully describing what a gigilo was - but he'd apparently guessed, because as I said something about a man getting paid for... he finished my sentence for me. He was/is what you might call "gifted," so he might have just been messing with his big sister. If not, he learned a new use for the family dictionary.
I remember Spenser. Also found a lot of neat stuff there. Regarding your mention of censorship and heroes Jenna. One of the biggest misconceptions of all time is the David and Goliath story. David was the under dog, a helpless boy against the giant warrior Goliath. Actually, the young man David was a skilled slinger, who could hit and kill things at great distance. Goliath didn't have a chance.
Governments and other evil entities seem unbeatable because of their size and strength. But they are cumbersome and cannot react as quickly as one or a few determined individuals. The little guy will always be able to overcome.
When I was nine, I was enjoying reading MAD Magazine, even though at that age, some of the humor went over my head.
One day I had left my recent issue of MAD on the kitchen table, only to come back later and find an angry note scrawled on its cover by my dad: "this rag is an unpatriotic piece of shit!" I'd never heard the word "rag" applied to a magazine before, so I was confused at first. Knowing my dad's temper, I didn't feel an immediate need to go to him for further explanation. This was early 70's, Nixon was president and my dad was a big fan.
The issue almost certainly contained material that was anti-war, as many publications did at the time. My dad (who escaped being drafted in 1960 by siring my sister) was a big chicken hawk. His business catered to the aerospace and defense industries, so it's no wonder he held those positions - our bread and butter literally depended on the war industry at that time.
As you would expect, Jenna, I ate up every MAD issue for years following that little event. In the coming years MAD competed with only Playboy for the top position in my reading list - and for Playboy, I should put the term "reading" in quotes...
Nothing builds a market like prohibition.
THANK YOU Jenna, for providing source links in your stories. It's so easy to have an opinion on things, but it shows so much more integrity when one shows how one arrived at that opinion.