Crapping for Dummies

The first book I ever read was probably a book about potty training. They tend to enforce those within kids these days. There is something about the nature of crapping on the floor that tends to be offensive. Be it the smell or appearance, it is quite safe to say that most people don't like it. However, I wouldn't consider a potty-training book a significant piece of children's literature. While it does harbor colorful illustrations and dumbed-down text, it reads more like a "How-To" than a "book." Should one put it into the context of adult literature, it would probably equate to "Crapping for Dummies." These books seem to be the trend: "Computers for Dummies," "Cooking for Dummies," "Breathing for Dummies"--as if all Americans are inherently incapable of learning such things in a "normal," intellectual way. "Dummies" is a rather negative term, and I would hate for a man who survives the epidemic that wipes out ninety-five percent of humanity to read the literature of our generation and postulate an idea of our people from a title like "Crapping for Dummies."