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Clan of the Cave Lorax

December 22nd, 2004 (11:47 am)

current mood: silly
current song: 10,000 Maniacs - These Are Days

Something reminded me of this the other night, and cvirtue thought I should post it:

One night, back in college, a bunch of us were hanging out in the suite. One guy...let's call him Mike, because that was his name...was reading Clan of the Cave Bear, and started laughing at some of the absurd sex scenes. He wanted to read them aloud to us. Liz Sedrel, though, who was, well, from Peoria, wanted someone to read The Lorax. So they compromised. Mike read Clan of the Cave Bear sex scenes, alternating, line-by-line, with someone else reading The Lorax.

It was hilarious. It was the juxtaposition that did it; the Cave Bear lines weren't anything special in themselves, but, by making us think about sex (not that this is hard with a bunch of college kids), it performed the stunning feat of making Dr. Seuss sound dirty. Fun With Cognitive Dissonance. :-)

The touch of their tufts
was much softer than silk.
And they had the sweet smell
of fresh butterfly milk.


Posted by: C. Virtue (cvirtue)
Posted at: December 22nd, 2004 11:04 pm (UTC)
Smut is where you find it

"They filled their little sacks with nuts." -- The tale of Squirrel Nutkin

Honestly, I have to supress all kinds of sexual imagery in many of the books we read to the kids. I don't know if I'm perverse, or it's just too active an imagination. Or too active *and* too visual, as discussed over in my LJ about Vorkosigan house.

Come to that, I remembered another Heinlein thing which smacked me in the face: The one where the twin brothers are telepathic and one goes off on a near-FTL ship. At the end one has a fit that one of the women isn't wearing a hat at dinner. "Like an animal!" he protests. Not one word about women wearing hats being required anywhere else.

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