From the idealistic liberalism of my high school English teachers, I learned that to try to get rid of offensive literature is the great sin of easily triggered rubes.
A special horror at banning books, which usually meant removing them from the curriculum in some rural school district, pervaded our libraries and classrooms.
And a particular shame seemed to throb in my teachers’ breasts when they admitted that some books were even targeted — “The Adventures of Huckleberry Finn,” say — for misguided progressive reasons.
This week I learned from a different kind of liberalism that only easily triggered rubes care when offensive books are made to disappear.