Thursday, June 10, 2010

My letter

I wrote my letter to President Obama. I didn't really know who else to talk to and since he is pretty much the ultimate authority in our country I figured he would be as good a person to appeal to as any.

President Obama,
I am an avid reader. I love to pick up a new book and become immersed in new worlds, ideas and cultures. They are amazing stress reducers, educators, entertainers, and enlighteners. However, some books can be horribly misleading. There are no warnings, no ratings, and no information on the cover to convey the nature of the content within, I personally had the experience in high school of picking up a book I thought would be a simple adventure/love story. Little did I know that within the first twenty pages I would be exposed to sexually explicit literature. If I had known what lay in the pages ahead I would never have opened the book.

Many seen to believe that putting ratings on books is unconstitutional, hindering our freedom of speech. That this would be a form of censorship with the next step being to ban books altogether as in Nazi Germany. This viewpoint is not only extreme, it is ridiculous. Why is it ok for movies, video games, and TV shows to have ratings, but not books? Why are alcohol commercials prohibited during children programming and cigarette commercials banned, yet books remain untouched? Why is the written word held to such a higher standard and above all restrictions that other forms of media must be subjected to?

Rating may no be the answer. Books cover a wide range of genres, age groups, and subject matter which could make them difficult to categorize fairly. However, content warning messages would be an efficient and effective way of letting the public know exactly what to expect from the book. With simple messages of "contains explicit sexual content" or "high profanity" the average reader would be forewarned of what lies within the pages. Books would in no way be "censored", they would just reveal more about the subject material than the romanticized book summary found on the back or in the jacket cover.

Book are remarkable, but readers deserve to know exactly what they are getting in to before becoming invested in the story. These warnings would be a wonderful resource for parents, to help them know more about what their children are reading and if it is appropriate for them at that time in their lives. But this is not merely a way for parents to monitor their kids. Children, adolescents, and adults all have the right to know what is in books so they can make educated decisions about what they want to expose themselves to.

I personally want to know if the book I pick up contains gross amounts of profanity or sexual material. I do not want to waste my time reading a book only to have to stop half way through because of content I did not know would be present. I am not alone in this. Every person i have talked to, be it mothers, college students, working professionals, or high school students, have agreed that warning messages would be a wonderful thing to have on books. This is not the end of freedom of speech; it is simply enhancing the freedom of choice.

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

My Little Bro

This weekend I was able to go home to Nevada for one of my best friends weddings. It was great to be back and see my family, even if it was a really quick trip and I didn't get to see them a ton. I promise there is a media aspect to this but first I need to give a little background. My brother Taylor is 17 years old and has down syndrome. Right before my wedding in December 2008 he started having a lot of health problems, including being diagnosed with Graves Disease and Celiac disease. In March he had to undergo Radioactive Iodine Therapy because his body was not responding well to Medicine. As you can imagine having a radioactive isotope in your body can make you pretty sick. He was finally feeling a little better and headed into the doctors for his yearly check up with his cardiologist when they found two clots in his heart. They immediately hospitalized him and that night he had a stroke. It was a blessing that he had that doctors appointment and that he was with people who could help him when it happened. After months of rehabilitation he is finally home and doing pretty great.

So this past weekend was the first time I had seen him since the week before the stroke when I happened to be down there for spring break. I saw him and thought everything was completely normal. He looked just the same as the last time I had seen him. Then that night we played Rock Band. Taylor was on the guitar at first. I was trying hard not to die at drums so I didn't really pay attention but sort of noticed Tay was only holding playing the guitar with one hand. He's always been a performer so I thought that was him trying to put on a show and dance. Then we switched and he went to drums. My dad said Tay needs encouragement to use his left arm so I told him to play with both hands, not really thinking about it. Part way through the song I noticed one stick was on the ground. We stopped the song and I told Tay to pick it up because he needed to play with both hands. What I saw made me want to cry. Tay tried to pick up the other stick but it took him almost a fill minute. We started again and after two slows hits with his left drumstick it fell to the ground. He couldn't hold it. His hand doesn't really work. It about broke my heart. My little brother, the sweetest kid in the world, wasn't back to normal like I thought. It was a reminder to me that the stroke was real and how lucky I was that He was still with us. I know this sounds weird but Rock band really made me stop and evaluate how blessed I have been to be surrounded by such amazing people in my life. Below is a picture of Taylor between a friend and my husband Karl (Karl's the tall, dark, and handsome one). So, when you can, take a moment to thank Heavenly Father for all the people and blessings you have in your life; and like my dad always says "Stop and smell the roses"