shel

The Transsexual Chofetz Chaim

Mutant, librarian, poet, union rabble rouser, dog, Ashkenazi Jewish. Neuroweird, bodyweird, mostly sleepy.


I write about transformative justice, community, love, Judaism, Neurodivergence, mental health, Disability, geography, rivers, labor, and libraries; through poetry, opinionated essays, and short fiction.


I review Schoolhouse Rock! songs at @PropagandaRock


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I'm weeding the romance novels for condition and these things are so fragile I swear it'll have only 7 circulations and the spine will be unreadable and there will be pages falling out and chips off the cover. It's like they're printed on tissues. And they're all so similar. Dukes. Cowboys. Christmas. Cowboys on Christmas. Christmas with the Duke. The Duke of Cowboys. The Cowboy Christmas with the Duke. One of them is literally called The Duke with the Dragon Tattoo.


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Attention middle aged and elderly straight women of Philadelphia. I understand that the bathtub is the only place where you can masturbate. I understand that romance novels are your only acceptable source of porn. But please stop dropping library books in the bath and then returning them like we all don't know exactly what happened


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in reply to @shel's post:

Heh, way back in the day when I worked at Waldenbooks, those romance novels (the mostly-Harlequin ones with the covers color-coded by kink) were treated like magazines - they came in every two weeks and got thrown out if they didn't sell in a month, because there were always new ones coming in.

And they sold, in droves, to people with reams of the $5 coupons that you got for every $100 you spent with your Waldenbooks membership. Dunno if they ever got re-read, though.