Ban it, burn it!: Lady Chatterley’s Lover

Good grief.  I am in the middle of the book, but I really thought this would be more scandalous for all the hullabaloo.  Just for a reminder of the frequently challenged status and long-standing ban of this novel, nothing says “I need a brown paper wrap” like manilla on orange color blocking.

To be honest, I don’t feel that the sex in the book is really over the top or even the point.  It reads almost like mild, factual observations–kind of like a wildlife documentary–but as a small segment of the whole picture of a woman isolated from life by cultural obligation and expectations.

What I do not understand:  How in the hell does she manage to not scream at the top of her lungs or shatter every breakable thing in the house?

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