My favorite story in The Pillowman is The Little Green Pig. Parallels between this story and book burnings in Alaska came to mind. I like this story because it reminds us that those who are truly different will always be different; this, in turn, reminds me that we don't change unless we truly wish too. We can be painted over, we can be covered, we can even be silenced for a time, but eventually we will come forth. As quirky, and different as ever. This story is fantastic allegory and I love that in a story full of death, this little bit of novelty comes through.
P.S. Read that Time article in my Alaska link. Especially the bits about dear old mom...Hehehe when family doesn't support you it's a sad day indeed.
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