What type of world are we living in, if we're destroying books?

And do you know the oddest thing about murder and war and violence?'

'Oh, Mary Shelley, please stop talking about those types of things.'

'The oddest thing is that they all go against the lessons that grown-ups teach children. Don't hurt anyone. Solve your problems with language instead of fists. Share your things. Don't take something that belongs to someone else without asking. Use your manners. Do unto others as you would have them do unto you. Why do mothers and fathers bother spending so much time teaching children these lessons when grown-ups don't pay any attention to the words themselves?

Surely, though, I must have stolen into the future and landed in an H.G. Wells-style world - a horrific, fantastic society in which people's faces contained only eyes, millions of healthy young adults and children dropped dead from the flu, boys got transported out of the country to be blown to bits, and the government arrested citizens for speaking the wrong words. Such a place couldn't be real. And it couldn't be the United States of America, "the land of the free and the home of the brave."

But it was. I was on a train in my own country, in a year the devil designed. 1918.

We live in a world so horrifying, it frightens even the dead

I know you can be funny without being filthy.

If I see one more forensics show, I'm gonna throw up.