For some reason, this book is wildly popular in the Library. Kids are always asking for it. I don’t know why, but I always hated this book as a child.
Perhaps it was because the monkeys fucked up with the meticulously planned order of the caps, or the fact that they taunted him when he was clearly concerned about what was to happen to him now that his job was on the line, but I always felt a great amount of panic for the poor peddler.
The current economic state of the nation is giving me that same feeling.
