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Stuck Rubber Baby
Author: Howard Cruse
ISBN: 346810
Publication Date: 7/1995
Pages: 210
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Publisher: Paradox Press
Book Type: Paperback
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I needed to reflect about this onea bit before I wrote about it. At first, I found it difficult to read about such serious subjects as segregation and homosexuality in graphic form but I finally became caught up in the story. It's a most introspective look into a young man's struggle with his identity. Is he a homosexual or not? While he tries to discover the answer he finds friends in an equality group tht includes Negroes, homosexuals and lesbians and those who just believe that all people have the right to be whoever they are and live free and private lives. The book took place in a Southern town where segregation is a fact of life. It gives one a great deal to think about, including who we are. Can we accept others no matter the color of their skin or sexual orientation? Or, are we, in our hearts bigots?
reviewed Stuck Rubber Baby on + 1438 more book reviews
I needed to reflect about this onea bit before I wrote about it. At first, I found it difficult to read about such serious subjects as segregation and homosexuality in graphic form but I finally became caught up in the story. It's a most introspective look into a young man's struggle with his identity. Is he a homosexual or not? While he tries to discover the answer he finds friends in an equality group tht includes Negroes, homosexuals and lesbians and those who just believe that all people have the right to be whoever they are and live free and private lives. The book took place in a Southern town where segregation is a fact of life. It gives one a great deal to think about, including who we are. Can we accept others no matter the color of their skin or sexual orientation? Or, are we, in our hearts bigots?