Monday, June 30, 2008

Publishing goes down the toilet

Everyone Poops. The Gas We Pass. Walter the Farting Dog. The Captain Underpants series. Children's publishing has gone the way of Eddie Murphy movies; no book these days seems to be complete without some kind of scatological content. Now we have Sir Fartsalot Hunts the Booger, and I am compelled to ask: can this book possibly have any literary value? Does this even qualify as a book, really? A tiny part of me wants to believe that the author has tried to craft a worthwhile story, but Sir Fartsalot's "buy one and get a free whoopee cushion" marketing campaign (I am not making this up) suggests that my original skepticism is warranted.

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