This year’s Carnegie medals for children’s writing, awarded on Thursday, brought to light an unexpected trend. At a time of widespread public anxiety about the decline in boys’ reading habits and the rise of the toxic influencers of the online “manosphere”, male friendship and masculinity were front and centre on the shortlist.
Well, if preachy literature can’t solve this, what can? We clearly can’t rely on proper parenting, can we?
The winner, Margaret McDonald’s superb debut, Glasgow Boys, tells the story of the relationship between two looked-after children on the threshold of adulthood who process trauma in different ways. Banjo’s aggression and Finlay’s avoidance could be seen as two models of dysfunctional masculinity. Luke Palmer’s Play, also on the shortlist, tells a story of male friendship which touches on rape culture and county lines drug gangs, while teenage gang membership is the focus of Brian Conaghan’s Treacle Town.
Ah, remember when children’s literature was full of adventures in far-off lands or fantasy worlds, rather than avoiding getting stabbed by the local imported hoodlums?
Nathanael Lessore won the Shadower’s Choice medal (voted for by young readers). King of Nothing tells the story of Anton, a pre-GCSE hardman for whom reputation is everything. Anton hangs out with a thuggish crowd whose worldview is shaped by gang culture and Tate-like influencers. The arc of the plot – boisterously comic at first, but increasingly moving – shows how Anton’s developing friendship with the uncoolest boy in the school changes his priorities.
Ugh!
Though the books were judged for their individual qualities, the panel’s chair, Ros Harding, observes a pendulum-swing in publishing. “We’ve gone from children’s adventure books, where it was always the boy as the hero, then there was a backlash against that, making sure that girls could be the heroes as well, which then maybe led to some boys feeling that things weren’t being written for them.” Now, she says, “another wave of books” is addressing that.
The people they broke something being the best ones to fix it?
The explosion in so-called toxic masculinity is taking place at the same time as statistics tell us that reading for pleasure, especially among boys, is on the decline.
I wonder why?
Novels are empathy machines: they invite you to imagine what it might be like to be somebody else. So they are, at least potentially, an antidote to the misogynistic influence of the manosphere and gaming culture.
if they ever perform that function, it’s usually as a side effect, rather than a main plot objective. Children aren’t stupid, and are really good at sensing when they are being patronised and preached to.
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It just makes me want to thcweam and thcweam until I'm thick!
Just reprint Biggles - worked for me.
I saw an episode of Pointelss a few weeks ago, that had a section on childrens books
The older ones were all described as your typical adventure stories, but the newer ones were all described as a tale of some teenager struggling with their sexuality. Wholesome reading for kids, eh?
And I'm sure Nancy Drew would have something to say about all the older books having the boys as the heroes
Ugh, indeed: we’ve come a sadly long way from the joyous days of H. Rider Haggard and Arthur Conan Doyle!
‘I have wrought my simple plan
If I give one hour of joy
To the boy who's half a man,
Or the man who's half a boy.’
(Epigraph to ‘The Lost World’)
The most toxic influencer on view here is the Carnegie medals committee, apparently offering boys a choice between criminal gang culture or being a total wimp.
Of course, these preachy novels aren't being written for boys, they are being written for preachy school librarians who don't understand boys and don't really want to.
The teenage boys I taught had a keen appreciation of the works of poets like Kipling and A E Housman and met poems like ‘Vitae Lampada’, ‘Invictus’ or Tennyson’s ‘Ulysses’ - “To strive, to seek, to find, and not to yield” - with great enthusiasm.
There were often audible groans when we had to leave behind the ‘fun stuff’ and tackle the syllabus fodder of misery-laden free verse on subjects like apartheid, famine and racism.
It's enough to make David Walliams look like Roald Dahl.
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