There was something about you that made us respect you—yes, even as you were. You had something I had never seen in a retarded person before.”
The language didn’t age well. I know it was published in the 60s and, back then, this book probably helped spread the message that everyone deserves to be treated with respect. But reading this in 2024, the message gets lost among the many occasions the author calls Charlie “retard” “retarded” “retardate” “moron” “idiot” “dumb.” It left a bad taste in my mouth.
