Imagine having the land of your birth, a place about which you feel complex and wildly ambivalent feelings, reduced to a banal cartoon. You meet someone, and out of nowhere, this well-meaning stranger flashes a hideous smile and asks, Where's Toto? Oh, that's right, we're not in Kansas anymore ...
"Why I Hate The Wizard of Oz,"
Booth: Vol. 2
, Article 1.
Available at: http://digitalcommons.butler.edu/booth/vol2/iss4/1