How lucky we are that conservative watchdogs are out there to protect us from "Click, Clack, Moo"?
In not many pages and a kid-friendly font, "Click, Clack, Moo: Cows That Type" tells the story of some dairy cows who find an old typewriter in the barn and teach themselves to type. ("Click, clack, moo. Click, clack, moo. Clickety clack moo.") Empowered by their new skill, the cows type a letter to the farmer asking for electric blankets because it's cold in the barn. When he refuses, the cows go on strike and refuse to give milk. After tense negotiations a compromise is reached -- the cows get their blankets, the farmer, his milk. But then the other animals learn to type, too.
That's right. "Click, Clack, Moo" is leftist, agitating union propaganda. For kids. Should that be Click, Clack, Mao?
At least that's the way Kyle Olson, author of "Indoctrination: How 'Useful Idiots' Are Using Our Schools to Subvert American Exceptionalism" sees it. Right Wing Watch reports that on the radio show WallBuilders, Olson and co-host Rick Green had this enlightened exchange about a teacher in Texas who read "Click, Clack, Moo" to her class:
Green: So then they use the maybe legitimate exercises of a science study to get to the left wing indoctrination in because I'm assuming that with a book like that, you're talking elementary school kids right?Olson: Yeah, very young kids. I think those were kindergartners.Green: So you've got these kids who have never been exposed to any of this kind of stuff, have never thought about this kind of stuff, but you're already planting in their minds the whole union philosophy.
Then WallBuilders evangelical founder David Barton added:
"By the way, that's not only a pro-union book, it's an anti-creation book because it makes the animals equal to people. Those kids who come out of that kindergarten class are going to grow up to be attorneys who fight for the rights of cows, because cows are just like we are. Speciesism .... how arrogant to think that humans are a higher species than anything else.”
One final warning for parents: the Lorax is still out there, speaking for the trees.