Check it out: a tale of forbidden love and, uh, library usage.

Though really, it isn’t all that funny. I can understand a parent’s wish to . . .

. . . you know, actually, I never could understand how frantically attempting to censor the world around her/him was supposed to protect a kid, any kid. What happens when s/he grows up at last and leaves the family bubble? Imagine meeting the world, with all its glory, sleaze, terror, grief, and just plain strangeness, head-on, and you all unskinned and blinking from your bell jar? How much more unprotected can you be?