In the USA there are people who would
like to see Little Red Riding Hood removed
from library shelves because she
carries a bottle of wine in her basket.
There are others who feel the same
about Uncle Tom’s Cabin which they
consider racist.
A Norwegian pastor from Nesodden
asks on a web site, “When did it become
acceptable for our children to
read books full of coarse swear-words,
occult practices and the teaching of
black magic and rituals to call up
demons and the powers of darkness?
A whole generation of children are
now burying their heads in books
about Harry Potter and his occult
world.”
One answer from a 14-year old girl
points out that Harry Potter is free
fantasy and that the books are very
good. Another, however, from a mother
claims that “Magic, witchcraft and the
occult are things we should not meddle
with. They are not of God, even when
intended merely as entertainment.
Starting in little ways, they take us
down dangerous paths. One thing leads
to another and even though their effect
may be small, they still take up room in
our souls.”
I myself, as a writer, have a small
bundle of letters and e-mails of which I
am rather proud.Without exception,
they are from mothers.My books
contain very little magic, but sometimes
there may be cruel teachers,
naughty children, kids who say rude
things, perhaps some violence and, yes,
it does happen now and again that
morals fail to meet the highest standard.
On behalf of their children, the
mothers express their disapproval of
my books.
Sometimes when I give a talk at a
school, children come up to me afterwards
to tell me about the kind of
books they are forbidden to read at
home. In some cases magic is considered
dangerous, in others it can be
outspoken social-realism which scares
their parents.With some pride these
children nevertheless tell me that they
borrow these books in the school
library and read them during school
breaks, at friends’ houses or late in the
evening with a torch under the
bedclothes.What is more exciting than
forbidden fruit?
Probably it’s too late for me now. If I
had belonged to an earlier generation,
I might have been able to write a
provocative, scandalous book for children
or young people, a book sure to
be banned. This would of course have
been synonymous with enormous
success, giant headlines, debates, translations and the status of a classic. As
things are now, my bundle of letters
from concerned mothers is far too
flimsy and there have been no telephone
calls from enraged parents,
threatening to kick me where it hurts
most.
What do I have to write to ensure that
a collective body of literary critics will
implore young people not to read my
book? What must I do to make every
librarian in the land refuse to have my
book on the shelf? A humorous look at
child abuse? Perhaps a magic thriller
full of profanity, murders and ponies?
Both have probably already been
written without arousing any reaction,
except of course from the letter-writing
mothers.
I don’t regard myself as a particularly
provocative author. I have tried with a
humorous book about bullying and
another politically-incorrect novel
about a boy of Pakistani origin who
stabs his Norwegian companion. I have
also written about a teacher who is
probably stricter than all members of
the Norwegian teaching profession put
together. These are but poor attempts.
The children laugh in the right places.
So do most of the grown-ups. Some
even cry, but that is over passages that
are meant to be sad. There are those
who have been angry but nobody has
gone berserk or sworn at me or
promised that I would burn in hell.
Maybe I don’t know how to be more
offensive. On the other hand the fault
may lie with those who present literature
to the public. After all, more
taboos are precisely what we need.
Books that have to be hidden under the
counter. Dedicated Internet web sites
telling us how to lay our hands on
subversive and dangerous books.
What if reading literature became an
initiation rite for young people? Books
so provocative and sensational that
nobody would dare to leave them
unread.
Reading is not that popular among
Norwegian children and young people.
Books are not cool. Literature gives no
street ‘cred’. Books lose out to films,
computer games, sport and more
extreme activities.We need the offended
librarians, the fuddy-duddy
know-alls who are convinced that
young people are helpless individuals
who must be protected against the evils
of the world.We need lists of banned
books.We need bonfires to burn them.
We need librarians who remove books
with swearing and fighting and bullying
and sex and immoral thoughts.
Only then will reading become popular
again. In this way we can produce new
phenomena like Harry Potter-books
which children and young people
simply must read, if they are to have
any hope of taking part in discussions
with their friends at school.
Please make sure, however, that not all
the same books are removed from
library shelves. Prohibition always
works best, if the banned articles are
easily available. And please feel free to
give us some tips.We writers need to
know what controversial subjects and
bad language are necessary in order to
ensure that our books end up on a
tempting, irresistible list of banned
literature.
Translated by Eric Deverill
Illustration: Mette Plesner