WOKING OUT ON WILLY WONKA
Perspective changes everything. Or, as Shakespeare’s Hamlet put it: …there is nothing either good or bad but thinking makes it so.”
Hamlet was musing on being a prisoner, but his insight carries a lesson for the would-be saviours of children who have imposed hundreds of changes to the late Roald Dahl’s stories.
None of them as far as I can discern, were demanded by children. The publisher (Puffin) said that it wanted “to ensure that Roald Dahl’s wonderful stories and characters continue to be enjoyed by all children today.”
The only reason children today might not enjoy Dahl’s stories is if adults decide they have to view them from an adult perspective.
Dahl once said of criticism of his books: “I never get any protests from children. All you get are giggles of mirth and squirms of delight. I know what children like.”
Salman Rushdie, who knows more about falling afoul of intolerant views than almost anyone in literature, called changing Dahl’s prose “absurd censorship.”
A change in “The Witches” is an egregious example. A paragraph that explains that the witches are bald underneath their wigs has a new sentence: “There are plenty of other reasons why women might wear wigs and there is certainly nothing wrong with that.”
Did anyone say there is?
No. Only those whose perspective implied there might be.
That would be “Inclusive Minds” , whose network of “Inclusion Ambassadors” (a Dahl-esque title if ever there was one) “works with the children’s book world to support them in authentic representation, primarily by connecting those in the industry with those who have lived experience of any or multiple facets of diversity. “ (Their bold).
Apparently “authentic representation” requires changing biologically-gendered characters into “persons”.
If we’re all “persons”, what and how do we teach children about sex and reproduction? Or do we let them learn it from social media? Spare them from the adults who flaunt their “expertise” on that.
DO AS I SAY…
Ashley Esqueda, a writer and ‘pop culture expert’, (whatever that may be) tweeted: “It’s good to evolve with the time”, adding that she was “Very tired of people demanding we remain locked into their childhoods.”
A lot of us feel the same about people who keep insisting we have to lock ourselves, and our children, into the thinking of whoever Esqda and her “we” may be.
The responsibility and process of guiding children through their formative years is called “parenting”, which as far as I know does not have to be conducted under the mandate of the dictates of a self-chosen few.
Give me one reason why a parent should take advice from those who felt the need to decree that Mary in “The BFG” goes “still as a statue” instead of “white as a sheet”.
Anyone who finds that colour reference offensive might want to consider whether they have some deep-seated racial ‘issues’ that need professional help.
One social media user commenting on the changes was “quite happy to have more inclusive versions to read to my little one” and added. “I’ve been horrified at the content of some of the things I read as a child, having revisited them as an adult.”
But you were evidently not “horrified” as a child, so unless what you read then has warped your thinking and behaviour as an adult, what’s your point again?
If reading children’s stories without benefit of “Inclusion Ambassadors” and their ilk is harmful to future development, why should we listen to adults who did not have it, but now want to impose it?
DUMBING DOWN
If everything is diluted to bland, then what is learned, never mind enjoyed? Putative guardians of young minds have been banning or to trying ban “The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn” because of how it deals with racism since a month after it was published in 1885.
My father read Mark Twain’s books to my brother and I before we could read them ourselves.
My most searing moment of reading about racism was when I was 16. Our bus taking 40 Canadian kids to a convention in Dallas stopped at a café in Georgia. A sign over the water fountain read ‘Whites Only’.
The ones on the washroom doors proclaimed: ‘White Males’ and ‘White Females’.
The third one was marked simply ‘Coloureds’.
Rather than having been de-sensitised to racism by a childhood reading of “Huckleberry Finn”, I was horrified to come face-to-face with it a century after the tale was written.
Huck’s insight in the moral climax of Chapter 31 is one those who are hell-bent on changing Roald Dahl’s and other children’s books would do well to heed:
“That is just the way with some people. They get down on a thing when they don’t know nothing about it.”
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12 thoughts on “WOKING OUT ON WILLY WONKA”
The other day I saw “deaf” capitalized in the New York Times and upper case white along with black. Like we’ve all got to live in freaking mini-bit collectives defined by self-appointed juries who squeeze human textures… Oh, never mind. Great piece.
penguin house, the dahl publisher, must be a perch reader…it was JUST announced that penguin
will publish “classic” unabridged versions of the
children’s novels…
I’m giving you all the credit for this…
keep firing away…
So Penguin House is feeling the heat .. can the pot call the kettle black? Shock horror!
I recently had the delightful experience of watching my two year old grandson become acquainted with the children’s classic The Gingerbread Boy. For those who don’t remember, a quick summary.
A childless old couple decided to “bake” themselves a boy. (Kind of gives new meaning to one in the oven…but I digress). He came out a bit of an arrogant jerk who ran his parents ragged by constantly running away. One day he came to a river he had to cross to get away from the old couple who just wanted him home. A nearby fox offered him a ride across by standing on his tail. As the water got deeper he enticed the little brown fellow (oh, oh, I’m in trouble with the “ambassadors” on that one”), to move up to his head.
Anyway the ginger cookie (hmm, another problem), got closer and closer to the fox’s snout then — Snip, Snap, Snout! the fox ate the boy.
Young Julian loved the story. Had no problem with the demise of the naughty dough boy. And probably admired the fox’s cunning. Not sure. He was laughing too loud.
The follow-up was a trip to the kitchen with his mother to make “ginger boys” as grandson called them.
It was fun watching him gleefully bite off the appendages and trying to say “Snip Snap Snout this tale is out.”
Somehow I doubt he will become a Hannibal Lecter, or harbour a resistance to “gingers” or brown people.
But I await the day the lit police take this story and change the title to the Spicey Bread Person.
Good one Pizz…got me going.
Lovely story…but bar the door lest the “Inclusion Ambassadors” arrive to put usu to rights…and thanks for the inspiration to us the Hamlet quote…
Good news From The Daily Mail:
“ Roald Dahl’s classic books will now be republished without ‘woke’ editing after a huge outcry that saw the King’s wife Camilla wade in at a reception where she was cheered by Britain’s best-selling authors.”
I have loved his stories through my own life and my daughter’s life but it won’t be me reading him to my grandchild. He was a horrible man. Misogynist and anti-semite (by his own admission) and a bully. I don’t know how we deal with that. Does having some astounding creativity give you a free pass? My father was a bully and a misogynist and an anti-semite. My childhood is a murky mess as a consequence. He was adored by his patients, women. I can’t forgive him either.
Whatever Dahl was in his personal life, his stories resonate with and delight children. They don’t have to know what he was, or wasn’t. You didn’t, your child didn’t and neither do your grandkids have to know any of that. But don’t they, like you, deserve the wonderful world of his stories?
I honestly don’t know the answer, Pizz. Woody Allen, Roman Polanski, Michael Jackson, how bad does a genius need to be before we deprive ourselves? Yes we didn’t know, but now we do…. My work takes me regularly into the world of hidden abuse, perhaps that influences my response.
Depriving oneself of genius is counter-productive…as a for Woody Allen — unproven allegations from less than reliable sources…Polanski? the female in question long ago said she wasn’t in any way botherd and the whole thing should be forgotten.…Michael Jackson…I think he was immensely talented but I never liked his music, thought he was both sad and creepy. I think it’s not wrong to separate the work from the person.
On Woody Allen: I will always believe the victim. I see the pain and courage it takes to speak out and the harm it does to the victim. How do you feel about Harvey Weinstein’s genius? Anyway, we aren’t going to agree or change each other’s perspectives so I hope we can warmly agree to forgive our differences? After all, it’s much more interesting to engage with people who are not ‘like minded’!
Barb — where’s the fun in life if you cant have differences and still be friends, eh?
Weinstein is a convicted criminal, but that doesn’t mean I can;t watch movies he was involved in.