I like to read romance novels. Every romance reader, at some point in their lives, has had to hear about how the books we like to read are trash, crap, poorly written tripe, filth, porn, cookie-cutter, lacking in originality, anti-feminist, yada yada yada.
Frankly, we're used to it. We're used to people questioning our intelligence and implying that we're brain-dead ninnies. I'm at that point in my life where I've sort of "given up" on these morons, except when said idiot is a librarian.
Because, duuuuuude. Seriously? You're a librarian and you're turning your nose up at people who actually like to, and willingly, read? You might want to answer that phone, it's probably some brain cells calling.
Honestly though, I mostly roll with this sort of nonsense. People have always hated on popular fiction, and I don't suspect that's gonna change anytime soon. I pick my battles.
But when I see books like this:
and notice that Snooki's book is due out in January 2011....
I feel rage.
Because, you know, what I like to read is apparently "trash."
Side Note: "Creeping on chicks"?!?!?!?!?!?! Someone pass the vodka will ya? New Jersey you have my deepest sympathies. I can't decide what is worse: being stereotyped as gangsters or being stereotyped as douchebags?