We’re celebrating Banned Books Week here on BwB. For the readers at home, the word “banned” means complained about at any time during the life of the book by anyone, especially conservatives or The Religious. The American Library Association reminds us that “closing books shuts our ideas.”

Yes, you can nod your head on that cue.

But lest you feel smug in your cozy little home, we must remind you that the book you put down to check up on this blog is likely to be a banned book. You too have been effected, wounded, struck by the enemy of knowledge and clean-living–namely your local librarian.

The American Thinker describes the tyranny of the American library system and the fact that 99% of all books are banned even as we read this.

When you choose what books go into a library, you are also choosing what books will not go into that library, since you simply can’t fit them all in. So why are librarians considered the one and only ones who can make such decisions? Concerned citizens can’t. Parents of children who use the school library can’t. The mayor, or any other elected official, can’t. Not ever. No way. No how. That’s censorship. But librarians not only do it, they do it every day. It’s considered their job.

The real question is not which books should be stocked and not stocked at your local library, but who decides.