Toad in the Hole

June 27, 2006

Wayback Machine: For the Record

This is the single piece of literature that influenced my life the most. I read it when I was seven -- Dad used to bring that magazine home all the time, and I cut my intellectual teeth on it, I suppose -- and it was the first hint I ever had that It Wasn't Just Me, that there were other people out there who were a little bit askew. Some people read The Well of Loneliness and some people read The Feminine Mystique, but I got a taste of something even more basic when I was much younger. Maybe it laid the ground for other realizations. Probably saved my life, later on. I should have re-read it every six months, in fact; it would have spared me some of those ol' suicidal lonesome blues if I'd just remembered.

Posted at June 27, 2006 05:33 AM

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That was pretty fuckin' cute: the set-up, the pay-off, and it's poignant too. Zen, mmm.

Posted by: B. Dagger Lee at June 28, 2006 11:46 PM


Ah, I'm jealous. The first literature that did that for me, gave me my "first hint I ever had that It Wasn't Just Me," was The Myth of Sisyphus by Albert Camus, and I didn't get to that until high school. (sigh)

Posted by: Sara at June 29, 2006 01:29 AM


=v= Easily the ur-periodical of my own development. Mind you, I was reading it during the Al Feldstein years, for a while unawares that there was an ur-ur-periodical (the comic book that preceded the magazine) that was mostly from the brilliant mind of Harvey Kurtzman.

Posted by: Jym at June 29, 2006 10:39 AM


Yeah, yeah! I think my prime Mad years were 1968 - 1974. I especially loved their movie spoofs... The only way I was going to know anything about R movies when I was 8.

I read them over and over and over. But I'm embarrassed to admit that since I had to buy it myself, it competed for my small amount of money with, you know, Tiger Beat. :/

Posted by: Rurality at June 30, 2006 03:06 PM