An Open Letter To the Toronto Public Library Facebook Page
Scrolling through my Facebook feed yesterday, I came upon an image uploaded by the Toronto Public Library page:
What this list actually looks like:
Needless to say, the complete lack of diversity, not to mention the lack of any authors who are still alive, perturbed me. As a result, with a little help from my awesome Facebook friends, I've come up with an updated list that features more women, people of colour (poc), and queer authors. I've also written my disappointment and annoyance down in this open letter, which I genuinely hope the managers of the Toronto Library Facebook page see. (And which you are free to add to in the comments below.)
REQUIRED SUMMER READING (if you'd rather NOT read a bunch of dead, old white guys):
Left to Right:
Nevada by Imogen Binnie (instead of Catcher in the Rye)
Luna by Julie Ann Peters (instead of Lord of the Flies)
Fun Home by Alison Bechdel (instead of Cat's Cradle)
Their Eyes Were Watching God by Zora Neale Hurston (instead of The Sound and the Fury)
Orlando by Virginia Woolf (instead of On The Road)
The Summer Prince by Alaya Dawn Johnson (instead of Fahrenheit 451)
Left to right:
Sula by Toni Morrison (instead of Great Expectations)
All Things Fall Apart by Chinua Achebe (no repacement needed)
Giovanni's Room by James Baldwin (instead of The Sun Also Rises)
The Bell Jar by Sylvia Plath (instead of The Old Man and the Sea)
Redefining Realness by Janet Mock (instead of Crime and Punishment)
Wild Seed by Octavia E. Butler (not a replacement for A Wrinkle in Time, but an addition!)
What the updated list looks like:
Dear Toronto Public Library,
It only took me about 30 minutes, an internet connection, and one facebook status to throw together this list. Imagine the lists you could compile with your wide readership and resources? (You can do so much better, Toronto Public Library.)
As the primary social media presence for the entire Toronto library system, you should be advocating a wide array of authors and titles that span many races, genders, sexual orientations, and cultures. You should be showing that narratives from many different groups all portray a part of the human experience (which is kind of the whole point of literature). Salinger and Dickens and Hemmingway were talented, no doubt, but they, like Vonnegut and Faulkner and Bradbury and the other 10/12 authors on your list, are all dead old white men, who of no fault of their own, being dead and white (and privileged), inevitably wrote stories centred around their experiences, as all authors do. A cursory look at all the "classic" literature lists on the internet or in the library will tell you that the niche of the straight white male narrative is completely saturated at this point. It's been done, done again, and re-done, all while claiming the sole title of the normal human experience. So why, Toronto Library, are you flogging a dead horse? Why do you continue to regurgitate and uphold the same old stories written by the same old authors? Where is this getting us?
You are THE LIBRARY. In this modern age, after the revolutionary interdisciplinary and literary analytic lenses of post-modernism, feminism, and queer theory have been around for decades, how myopic must you be not to recognize that these old white men are NOT the gatekeepers of literature, nor of the human condition. They are not the standard upon which all literature should be judged and immediately othered if it does not centre around the life of a white man.
Some reading this might claim that I am oversensitive or over-reacting, but I repeat, you are THE LIBRARY. You are responsible for shaping the minds of children and youth; you are responsible for providing the literary fuel for their ravenous imaginations. Why is this fuel consistently white, male, cisgender, and heterosexual? All of us who aren't white men are profoundly tired of the white male experience in literature and art claiming to be the neutral representation of the entire human race.
One quick glance around this cosmopolitan, remarkably diverse city tells us all what we need to know: there are so. many. wonderful. stories.
A diverse array of narratives, characters, and authors are necessary to create a balanced and well-informed picture of both our inner and outer worlds. These multiple perspectives must be read, processed, and appreciated; they must also be recognized as just as valid a portrayal of the human condition as that of a heterosexual, cisgender white narrative.
This open letter is both a call-out and a plea to apply more effort when suggesting literature to the thousands of impressionable readers your page reaches. This is a demand to purposefully highlight literature for youth in which they, their friends, their neighbours, acquaintances, and people on the street are all lushly represented. This is yet another reminder from all of us who are not white, male, cisgender, or straight, that we are as much a part of literature as white men are, and we need to be equally represented.