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Here we are again, more than ten years after the first conference addressing
the vexed question of the art of reviewing books for children and teenagers,
asking the same questions and laying the same complaints at the feet of
literary editors all over the country. It’s a subject that just
won’t go away—two few words, too many books, too few reviews,
too much disrespect. We’ve seen some improvements in the status
of reviewing books for young people in non-specialist publications—Australian
Book Review under the editorship of the late Helen Daniel, the substantial
coverage given by the independent commercial magazine Good
Reading—but as we are all too well aware, too many poorly written,
superficial and still, too often, downright ignorant and infuriating reviews
are published—and we’re still here, in all our sound and fury,
asking why, and what can be done about it.
I’d like to propose today one reason why I have come to believe
that books for young people get such bad press—and it’s because
young people themselves get pretty bad press. If you don’t respect
the audience—and I submit that by and large, contemporary mainstream
Australian society doesn’t—then why would you respect their
literature?
Disrespect for young people is nothing new. We’re probably all familiar
with that famous quotation attributed to Socrates that is trotted out
by folk like myself to shore up arguments like the one I am putting today;
young people have always copped the rough end of the pineapple as far
as respect and trust go. If you aren’t, by chance, familiar with
the quote, here it is:
The children now love luxury; they have bad manners, contempt for authority;
they show disrespect for elders and love chatter in place of exercise.
Children are now tyrants, not the servants of their households. They no
longer rise when elders enter the room. They contradict their parents,
chatter before company, gobble up dainties at the table, cross their legs,
and tyrannize their teachers.
These days we’d add, they swear at train stations, travel in gangs,
listen to crap music and wear weird clothes and far too many piercings.
Attitudes towards young people have become a bizarre mix of contempt and
mistrust—even fear—and an obsessive anxiety about child protection
and safety. If we’re not wanting to stop parents taking their photographs
at swimming carnivals, we’re trying to stop them driving after 9
o’clock at night. It’s like at the onset of puberty, children
change from being in need of our protection, to being dangerous creatures
that the rest of us need protection from. The last few weeks have seen
some stories in the press that are fascinating in the way young people
are positioned as either constantly vulnerable victims-in-waiting, or
mad, bad and dangerous to know.
In recent weeks, some local councils in NSW—supported vociferously
by the P&C association, so it can’t just be put down to fears
of litigation—attempted, unsuccessfully, to ban parents from taking
photographs of their own children at swimming carnivals, sports fields
and on the beach. The rationale here is child protection from sexual predators.
As one caller to local
ABC radio in Sydney said in response—children are occasionally
kidnapped walking home from school. Do we therefore ban all children from
walking home from school? Even though the ban was quickly overturned in
response to a, for once, entirely reasonable response from the general
public that this was in fact the nanny state run mad, it nevertheless
remains true that we live in a time of unprecedented anxiety about our
children. It would seem that in our attempts to protect children, we are
in very real danger of taking their childhood away from them altogether.
Once those vulnerable young things hit puberty, however, it seems they
are magically transformed—in the eyes of the mainstream press and
politicians, at least—into thugs and hoodlums at worst, or aimless,
selfish, brainless wastrels at best. We’re all familiar with recent
stories of proposals to turn water
cannons on young hoodlums (failed would-be Premier Colin Barnett’s
words, not mine) in WA. There have been the riots
in Macquarie Fields in Sydney, where the disaffected youth of the
area were dismissed by the Premier of the state, no less, as simply being
bad—dire social conditions, repeated and in some cases substantiated
claims of continuous police harassment and 17 percent youth unemployment
apparently being far too complicated matters to bother dealing with. I’m
not here to defend car theft or rioting in the streets, but I think it’s
singularly unhelpful, to say the least, to dismiss these young people—hundreds
of them—as simply “bad”, as “hooligans”,
as if naming them as such abrogates ours responsibilities to them.
Of course, the two positions represented here—over the top protectionism
and A Current Affair-style
demonisation—are the extremes positions held when it comes to general
social attitudes towards young people. Perhaps more insidious, though,
is the middle position that I would argue is in fact the default position
we take regarding young people; that of a careless contempt that serves
to dismiss young people from serious consideration in social discourse.
Back in December, the SMH
published a story about a study done by Professor Chilla
Bulbeck, chair of Women’s Studies at the University
of Adelaide. The study looked at the aspirations of 420 young people
and their attitudes towards gender and feminism. I’m not sure the
results were all that surprising for those of us who have spent any time
in high schools recently—the young men wanted sexy wives, lots of
money and nice cars, the young women wanted romance, family and marriage,
although they by and large also assumed they’d have a career. What
struck me, however, was the casual contempt expressed towards young people
by the letter writers to the Herald in response to the report on the study:
More astonishing than the results is the researcher Chilla Bulbeck’s
success in finding 420 teenagers who knew the kind of life they want.
All Professor Bulbeck’s study shows is that teenagers are just
as clueless as they have ever been, and they always will be.
Imagine substituting “Jews” or “Aborigines” or
even “men” or “women” for “teenagers”
in these comments. But such offensively dismissive comments are so common
when we talk about young people that we often simply don’t even
notice them.
Here at last I will bring this rather long and hotly opinionated piece
around to the topic at hand; the reviewing of and discussion of books
for teenagers and children in the non-specialist press, and I will restate
my central premise—if we don’t respect the audience, why would
we respect their literature? (We can apply this argument to other categories
of literature; chicklit being the obvious example, but that’s a
question for another conference.)
In August of 2002, the LA
Times published an article on the at-the-time new phenomena of established
writers for adult venturing into writing for children. I’m not going
to comment on this publishing trend here, except to say that by and large
the authors interviewed for the piece had sensible and well-informed things
to say about their work and their interest in writing for a younger audience.
What has stayed in my head over the past two and a half years is a complete
non sequiter from the journalist writing the piece. Let me read you a
short quote:
Harry Potter, who conjured billions of dollars in book sales out of an
age group everyone assumed was functionally illiterate, has facilitated
another miracle--the American adult-kid crossover author.
Hang on—what was that? “an age group everyone assumed was
functionally illiterate”? What? Who assumed this? What does this
actually mean? Is it true? And what the hell does it have to do with the
subject at hand anyway?
I’m sure you can all think of similar examples of such contemptuous
and dismissive comments about young people. Just a few short weeks after
this article was published, ABC
Radio National’s Life
Matters program featured an interview with Andy
Griffiths to celebrate World
Literacy Day. I listened with great anticipation, only to be utterly
dismayed to discover that, rather than a celebration of literacy and young
people’s engagement with books and reading, the entire conversation
focused on the assumption that children—all children—need
to be bribed into reading by giving them fart jokes. What is it that allows
educated adults, like Julie
McCrossin and her producers, parents themselves, to fall into these
frighteningly unexamined but deeply dangerous assumptions about young
people?
Here’s another doozy from a review of Joanne
Horniman’s novel Mahalia,
published in the SMH in September 2001. For those of you who haven’t
read it, Mahalia is the story of a young man who is raising his
baby as a single parent after his girlfriend takes off. Let’s leave
aside for the moment the question of the quality of Horniman’s writing
in this novel; the Herald certainly did. Here’s the reviewer’s
assessment of Mahalia:
When can you be self-obsessed if not when you’re a young adult?
And, rightfully, who are you and what you want out of life is probably
a lot more interesting to a young adult than the screaming needs of someone
not much younger than yourself… Although touching at times, to most
young readers it will be as interesting a pile of nappies.
What really worries me about these off-the-cuff comments, which I suppose
are meant to be witty, and about these unexamined assumptions that simply
merge into the accepted discourse about young people—they’re
lazy, they’re uneducated, they can’t read—is that they
are attitudes we all know only too well politicians, bouyed up by a conservative
press, are only too happy to exploit. So the next time an education minister
launches a literacy scare—and have you noticed how often schools
funding is tied to literacy scares?—or a Premier
tries to hide the chronic failings of social policy behind inflammatory
language, or the RSL
calls for the return of compulsory national service, remember—you
read it in the literary pages first.
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