I've only readtwo of the six books nominated for the Carnegie this year. They happen to be the only two that our library has, so I guess that I'm not doing too badly. I would like to read the others, though.
The US government has lost its fight to prevent the public from seeing photographs of the bodies of US soldiers killed in action returning from Iraq and Afghanistan in flag-draped coffins.
After battling for a year against a Freedom of Information Act request, the Pentagon released 360 photos of flag-draped coffins yesterday, many of them with the faces and identity badges of soldiers blacked out - a measure officials said was necessary on privacy grounds.
Republican Alabama lawmaker Gerald Allen says homosexuality is an unacceptable lifestyle. As CBS News Correspondent Mark Strassmann reports, under his bill, public school libraries could no longer buy new copies of plays or books by gay authors, or about gay characters.
"I don't look at it as censorship," says State Representative Gerald Allen. "I look at it as protecting the hearts and souls and minds of our children."
So what actually counts as censorship, Rep. Allen? Sheesh.
Happily, the Editor's Note at the end of the article reads:
When the time for the vote in the legislature came there were not enough state legislators present for the vote, so the measure died automatically.
I doubt that we've heard the last of him, unfortunately.
Josh showed up a while ago with my lunch, a large steak & cheese (with mayo). He handed it to me and as I took it, I noticed that attached to the foil wrapper was the enamel-rhinestone owl pin that I'd been coveting since seeing it at an antique store. It's exactly the same as the one in the picture, but with blue enamel flowers.
So I printed out directions to the library in Shrewsbury, MA--I'm getting ready for my joint Chrissy and Brent Hartinger visit tomorrow--and out of a list of twelve directions, HALF of them are there to tell you how to get on I-95 from Kennebunk.
C'mon. If I got to Kennebunk in the first place, don't you think I'd be able to find my way out again? It's not like we have the Big Dig here.