Remember those predictable, lolling rhymes in bedtime books that escorted you softly to Snoozytown when you were five? Go the Fuck to Sleep is composed in that tradition, except for all of the goddamn cursing. Yes, by now you’ve likely heard about this book: Go the Fuck to Sleep, a not-for-children children’s book, has in the past few months blown up over social media networks and become a phenomenon that tickles the perversely imperfect parent in us all (even if you’re not actually a parent yet). Studies (of mine) show that defeatedness, fatigue and lack of giving a shit anymore leads to an exponential increase in use of the word “fuck.” Case in point is author Adam Mansbach (author of award winning books such as The End of the Jews and Angry Black White Boy), a clearly exhausted father of a three year old who writes about the exasperating drudgery of trying to put his kid to bed. A well-placed “fuck” can make most things in life a little more bearable. Huffing “Fuck you, straw!” might not have gotten me any closer to sipping my Diet Coke, but somehow it felt like the right thing to say at the right time.
GO THEFUCK TO SLEEP FULL
Pulling out of the Chick-fil-A drive-thru, I accidentally honked the horn trying to poke the straw through its wrapper and then it was giving me a hard time penetrating that straw entry crosshatch because the cup was too full and my aim might’ve been a couple of millimeters off since I’m trying to do all this while navigating through Saturday afternoon shopping center traffic. Today I told a drinking straw to go fuck itself. By Adam Mansbach, illustrated by Ricardo Cortés
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