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Upsetting Day: An ABC of Childhood Tragedy

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Yeah, it really is just Gorey, only worse in every way. Like, what’s even the point of this? It doesn’t add anything to the “macabre children’s poetry” genre, except I guess the gross molestation references. The art is decent enough, to the point where I wish the illustrator had some self-respect and didn’t agree to work on this book.

Holy shit. I thought I already knew how stupid Dr Jordan B. Peterson was. Now I see that I was incorrect.

Of all the cursed artifacts this site has shown me, it’s this one that shattered my mind. There is fucking way this is real. We’ve all fallen into the Popsicle Pete dimension.

I had to look this sad guy up after reading and the saddest thing is there is no way that this is his worst book

Psychotic horror is one of my favorite genres of all time and *I* think this shit needs to dial it back a notch.

I can totally see, like, ANY of the protagonists of the horror games I play finding out the dark truth about themselves only for Jordon to drop “Isaiah”, make them stop dead in the middle of their realization and go “Holy shit, WHAT?”.

At first I thought maybe the doll thing was like the magic clay in Fantastic Four, like how the Puppetmaster dropped his puppet and then fell out the window?

Then I thought maybe it was molestation again, like “used [the doll] to ensure her fall” was, like, luring her to his windowless van with it.

Who the hell knows? It’s fucking weird and baffling in a way that doesn’t quite fit with all the other horrible shit. I’m going to try to stop thinking about it but I am concerned it has burrowed its way into my brain.

Oh… oh no. I think I understand what “P” was supposed to be about. It’s anti-vaccination. The “stranger” is the pictured nurse. The “pinch” is the shot. And the “fall” is “indoctrination.”
I’m so fucking mad at my brain right now.

I have never understood 1-900🌭’s mission to unearth and catalog things that should not be better than I do now.

There is no explaining, excusing, or justifying this book. It’s horror poetry by a psychologist who has no experience or talent for either. It has no target demographic or audience, being too infantile for adults and too upsetting for children and too plain old godawful for any sentient being, real or imaginary.

I read this book’s Goodreads reviews, and even Peterson’s own fans (and they are a distressingly numerous and fanatical lot) question who the Hell this could possibly have been written for.

This is torture porn by way of nursery rhymes, but not as entertaining or sophisticated as that sounds.

This is the Un Chien Andalou picture book. This is Faces of Death: The Musical.

I’m STILL making it sound way too good 😝

I mean Rickey Pittman’s Confederate ABCs was an atrocity, but at LEAST we understand why it exists: It has an audience–deluded, ignorant, and hateful as they might be.

But the worst part is this isn’t like a bad exploitation flick thrown together by a talentless hack…

…Dr. Peterson–and may God have mercy on my soul for saying so–is a smart guy. I’m sorry, I can’t deny that.

Truth be told, for a right-wing demagogue he’s a certified genius (not that the bar is all that high in that particular subculture😉)

Granted, he’s not as smart as he thinks he is, or as smart as his followers think he is…but no one could be😉

My point is this book wasn’t a cash grab by subnormal who thought shock value and controversy might make them a few bucks.

Peterson doesn’t need the money, and he’s got more than enough controversy.

It doesn’t even seem to be that well known even among his own minions: My Google search for his name came up with articles and videos and scores of other books…but I didn’t find THIS book until I searched for it by name.

At first I thought this must be a different Dr. Jordan B. Peterson. The man I was reading about could not possibly be the author of this baffling triumph of unliterature:

He’s a dry, academic, Canadian, Christian-adjacent psychologist and family values crusader…

…finding out he wrote this book is like finding out Ben Shapiro used to Sydney Silkmouth, man-on-man erotica superstar.

So this book must exist for another reason that I have yet to fathom…

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