I read a bit from a book, \"Politically Correct, the ultimate fairytale book\"
Young Adult (18-35)
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audio sample from politically correct. The ultimate storybook, Little Red Riding Hood. There once was a young person named Red Riding Hood who lived with her mother on the edge of a large wood. One day her mother asked her to take a basket of fresh fruit and mineral water to her grandmother's house. Not because this was a woman's work, mind you, but because of the deed was generous and help engender a feeling of community furthermore. Her grandmother was not sick, but rather in full physical and mental health and was fully capable of taking care of herself as a mature adult. So Red Riding Hood set off with their basket through the woods. Many people believe that the forest was a foreboding and dangerous place and never set foot in it. Red Riding Hood, however, was confident enough in her own budding sexuality, that such fruity and imagery did not intimidate her on the way to grandma's house, Red Riding Hood was accosted by a wolf who asked her what was in the basket, she replied some helpful snacks from my grandmother, who is certainly capable of taking care of herself as a mature adult. The wolf said, you know, my dear, it isn't safe for a little girl to walk through these woods alone. Red Riding Hood said, I find your sexist remark offensive in the extreme, but I will ignore it because of your traditional status as an outcast from society. The stress of which has caused you develop your own entirely valid worldview. Now, if you'll excuse me, I must be on my way. Red Riding Hood walked along the main path. But because of his status outside of society, had freed him from the salvaged adherence. The linear Western style thought the wolf knew a quicker route to grandmother's house. He burst into the house and ate grandma, an entirely valid course of action for a carnivore such as himself. Then, unhampered by rigid traditionalist notions of what was masculine or feminine. He put grandma's nightclothes on and crawled into bed.