The world has gone mad.

I was listening to the radio while I made my lunch today and some people were reviewing a book.

"The book offends my feminist principles... At the end, the father comes home from work to his wife who has spent the day at home with the child."
"It's not about masculinism, it's about power and a sense of menace."

The book they were reviewing? The Tiger Who Came To Tea.

Then they spoke to the woman who wrote the book. She sounded completely and utterly bewildered, unsurprisingly.
"Er... no. It's just a children's story. I thought that a friendly tiger would be a nice story for a child to read about. There's no subtext or hidden meanings to it."

For Christ's sake. For those of you unfamiliar with the book, it's aimed at young children who are just learning to read, and it's about a little girl helping her mother when a friendly tiger comes into the house. He sits at the table and shares their food, then leaves, and then the father comes home and the girl tells him about the tiger. That's it. And these truly insane people were analysing it and projecting all sorts of issues and symbolism. The author clearly couldn't believe that anyone could seriously talk about her book like that.

I'm a little scared now.