Library Allows Child Porn; Policy Says No But Practice Says Yes; Kicks Out Complaining Mother

A library allows illegal child pornography viewing in practice, though not in policy, and kicks out a complaining mother after her child views girl giving man a Lewinsky. I could say more, but this one speaks loudly for itself--this is another American library out of control.

You have got to read this for yourselves and perhaps leave a comment, but note, it contains adult language:

A Little Too Ironic, Don't You Think?, by Kat, One Bad-Ass Blog, 20 July 2008, last accessed 21 July 2008.

Sunday, July 20, 2008
A Little Too Ironic, Don’t You Think?

When do you know it’s time to take the kiddo to the library? When the 8 year old in your house has read her entire book collection, and is now moving onto your own Klosterman collection leafing through “Sex, Drugs, And Coco Puffs.” Not quite the read I am sure her Dad has in mind for her, so off to the local library we go to find some more appropriate reading materials, little did I know that this simple trip to the library would become so frighteningly educational.

She has her heart set on a chapter book by a Russian author, so we jump on the electronic card catalog to see if there are any books available. She can’t remember the name of the book so we search for the author, no luck. Knowing how tricky the spelling of Russian names can be I decide to go to the computer terminals to look up the book on Amazon to get the correct spelling….easier said than done….the twenty five or so computers are all occupied…..but just then I see a guy get up from the end computer in last row and head to the bathroom.

I make my move…thinking yeah I know he’s got the computer signed out in his name but all I really need is like 30 seconds on Amazon and I will be out of his way before he’s done washing his hands, he’ll never even know I was there.

So we sprint to the back to the open computer… sit down, I flip back the “work in progress” sheet he left on his screen, hit the button to turn on the monitor, nervously looking toward the bathroom to see if he’s coming out as to not get caught, when I feel a tough on my arm. I turn to Lilly whose eyes are as big as saucers and ask her what’s the matter? “ Mom……Why is that little girl doing that?”

To my horror on the screen I had just uncovered was a very graphic picture of an obviously preteen girl giving a middle aged fucker a head job. That’s right that scum bucket was looking at kiddie porn at the local library. I immediately turn off the monitor, and send her back to the front desk. At this point the jerk off is walking like he is on a mission back to the computer area…..obviously he didn’t take the extra 30 seconds to wash his hands. I am greeted with a charming “What the hell, I am signed up for this computer for another hour, what do you think you are doing?”

Of course my response was “Well I wasn’t enjoying the kiddie porn you had pulled up on the screen if that’s what you’re asking dumb ass” Of course the dipshit spews off some idiotic statement that there is no rule against what he could or could not look at on the computers. Oh really…. we’ll see about that mutherfucker… so of course in typical “Kat” fashion I head up to the desk to let the desk clerk know what Mr. JackOff is doing in the back row of the computers. I send Lilly to sit on a bench out of earshot and proceed to question the desk clerk.

Needless to say I am not happy with the response that I get from the clerk. I immediately ask her if the Library had a policy on internet usage that customers had to abide by. “Yes, we have a policy was her response”. Does said policy state that all forms of pornography including kiddie porn are prohibited was my next question. Once again the clerk confirms my question by saying yes. Ok, then are you aware that the gentleman at the last computer in the back row is at this moment looking at kiddie porn?
Now this is where the conversation takes a pathetic turn for the worse……the clerks response literally floored me…….”Oh he’s in the back row, so we kinda let it go, no one can really see what he’s doing, he’s not really hurting anyone.”

Excuse me? Let me get this right, you have a policy against looking at porn on your computers that specifically states that it is not allowed, from your statement you are aware he is looking at said material, and you are giving him a free pass because he uses the back row? Have you overlooked the fact that the computer area is located a mere ten feet from the kid’s book section? Did it not occur to you that you might want to monitor this jack off?

At this point I am asked to keep my voice down………yeah wouldn’t want to disturb the fucking pedophile’s in the back row! This of course just makes me want to notch it up a level. “What keep my voice down that you allow people to watch kiddie porn on your computers here? The next thing you’ll be telling me is that you ask them if they’d like a bottle of Jerkins Lotion and a box of Kleenex when they sign out the computers. Might as well make the scum buckets comfortable right?”

Surprisingly, I am informed that If I don’t quiet down I will be asked to leave and could have my library privileges revoked. Oh that’s just perfect isn’t it, you’ll punish me someone who has the interest of a child in mind, but you won’t do fucking squat about someone who is in all probability a child predator hanging out in your library!

By this point the manager has come out of his office and asked what the commotion was all about……..long story short I rattled off a few choice words about how f’d up their internet security system was and I was asked to leave the premises. Seeing I was getting nowhere with my argument, I begrudgingly relented and turned on my heal to leave, but not before asking the manager one last question…….. How exactly am I supposed to explain to an 8 year old why that little girl had her mouth wrapped around that grown man’s dick? Thanks to your ill managed organization a little piece of her innocence is forever stolen. Just one of the many services you provide the community with my tax dollars…A little too ironic, don’t you think?