He hasn't been gone all that long. Of course he isn't gone, yet he is gone. He has always been alive and he will always be dead.I miss Kurt Vonnegut.
He hasn't been gone all that long. Of course he isn't gone, yet he is gone. He has always been alive and he will always be dead. So it goes.
Slaughterhouse-five is next to impossible to explain, let alone review, but here I am. And here I go.
What is it about?
It's about war. It's about love and hate. It's about post traumatic stress. It's about sanity and insanity. It's about aliens (not the illegal kind, the spacey kind). It's about life. It's about death. so it goes.
"That's one thing Earthlings might learn to do, if they tried hard enough: Ignore the awful times and concentrate on the good ones."
This is how I live my life. This is how I get through the day. Most days I am successful, some days I'm not. Today is one of the "not" days. Like so many Americans these days, I feel I'm in a rut. Like so many Americans I don't understand why I am where I am. This was not the plan. This was not what I had in mind......
Oh poor me....boo hoo.
This book. This book got me thinking. So much about life sucks, true, but not many of us want to give up on it that easy. Why? because of the "good ones". And what makes "good ones" is our ability to create and enjoy creating.....at least I think so.
"Write it. Shoot it. Publish it. Crochet it, sauté it, whatever. MAKE." — Joss Whedon
If you make something, a painting, a poem, a novel, a good meal, a person.....you continue to live even after death. I think that's what Mr. Vonnegut was getting at. Maybe.
At least that is how he has remained alive for me. ...more
2/5/17.....just another giant step towards making this book a reality, like they always dreamed of.
Original review written in 2o12:
WARNING: This review is being written after I worked a 13 hour day, with another one on the horizon tomorrow, and a glass of wine and while watching the Rachel Maddow show. Current events have put this book on the forefront of my mind, and damn it I got to get this out.
I have never written a review on The Handmaid's Tale because I love the book, and it is so hard to write about a book you love.
Ehh, what the hell.
OfFred was a normal everyday woman with a career, a name, a life like all women have come to expect and take for granted in this age. When the Religious Right came into power, they began to put into practice their insane beliefs which strip women of their identity, their rights, their body, their very name. Women are to be called Of(whatever asshat they belong to), instead of, say Beatrix. Reproduction is an issue because all the toxins in the environment have rendered many women infertile. But if you are fertile, woe to you, you get to be a baby factory against your will, get promised to some jerk you don’t love or even like because someone deemed him important enough to breed. Oh, come on!
This book was written in 1986, FYI. I thought it was scary and sort of possible when I first read it, but farfetched. This could NEVER happen in the United States of America. Never would it be allowed to happen here, we are too educated.
I turn on the news (in twothousandandfrikntwelve) and certain religious factions on the right are trying to defund Planned Parenthood, because they perform abortions which is only 3% of what they do (with NO federal $ going towards them). Mostly PP provides healthcare to women who wouldn't get it otherwise………..icky poor women.
Now it’s birth control? Seriously? Birth control??????? Did I wake up in 1950? Am I stuck in a Atwood novel? 98% of Catholic women (technically I’m one of them) use/used birth control. Even they are asking WTF?
I’m not sure what these people are trying to do. There are more women than men and we vote……unless that’s the next right on the chopping block.
There have several updates to this review that I have removed to make room for the next. what follows is the most recent one.
------------------------------------------------------------ It’s been nearly a week since the unimaginable happened and I had to let the shock wear off before I could put a coherent, non-rage filled update on this review. Not that I don’t have rage, I have plenty to spare, but I think it’s now at a level that is manageable enough for me not to just type out a string of obscenities. That being said…
Update 11/14/16: An unqualified, racist, xenophobic, sexist, pathological liar, psychopathic reality star was elected to be the 45th president of the United States and the leader of the free world.
The United States has officially shat the bed. Few foresaw it, but in hindsight, it was coming down the road for a very long time. The United (divided) States voted for Hillary Clinton on whole (popular vote) by over 2,000,000 votes and counting (millions are still out in California, for example), yet Donald Trump is our president elect (gag) due to an antiquated electoral college system (which I could explain, but I’m not because Google can do that better than I can.) Now, I’m all for ditching the electoral college, unless the electors decide to do what it was intended to do under this circumstance; to save us from ourselves. See, our founding fathers knew that we would fall for some con artist, demagogue at some point in the future, so they wisely created the electoral college, a group of actual human beings trusted upon to stop such a calamity. I implore the folks of current electoral college recognize this election as a collective loss of sanity of less than a quarter of the population of this nation, and on December 19th put their votes towards the popular vote winner, Hillary Clinton. I realize that this is unlikely, but one can dream.
How did this happen? There are many factors involved. Lots of opportunity for pointing fingers and fighting amongst ourselves, which I will admit to being a party to…..guilty. But, in my opinion, what it boils down to is these four things: Division, misinformation, apathy and fear of the ‘other’.
Division: We are all in our own comfortable bubbles, digesting the information we are most comfortable with. For example, I never believed there was this much hate it this country because I didn't want to look at it; I knew it was there of course, but not at the level that it appears to be. Everyone wants to live where they feel they belong. Amongst those that are like minded and reaffirm your very rightness. Liberals don’t want to live in Indiana (or Ohio….sigh) any more than a conservative want’s to live in Washington state. We even do this in our social media as well (guilty again). This is what messed us up with the electoral college.
Misinformation: I am not going to tell you who’s right or wrong here, I’ll let this study speak for itself.
Apathy: Half…HALF… the country didn’t vote. You guys suck.
Fear of the other: This country harbors more racism than I can comprehend. The white people in this country seemed a little angry about the black man in the white house and the white men were staunchly determined not to have a woman (white or not) follow him. I don’t mean all white men, just too many of them (chill.) “The advantage for Trump among men is larger than the 7-point advantage Romney had in 2012 and much different than in 2008, when men preferred Obama over McCain by a single point.”-PewResearchCenter. But then there are the white women, 53% went for Trump…..oh my sisters, I have no words.
Which brings me to the reason why this update is relevant to this review and to this book (for those who tell me that my opinion is unwarranted....again.) Is the United States a more racist country, or a more sexist country? America has spoken, at least the ones who cared to speak, and the answer is “a goodly amount of both”, but in this election sexism won and women lost....more
This book was interesting in that it presented facts on scientific phenomena called Psychokinesis, Something I have hadPoor Carrie, I feel your pain.
This book was interesting in that it presented facts on scientific phenomena called Psychokinesis, Something I have had personal experience with and I’ll tell you about it at the end of this review as long as you all promise not to call me a freak…..but think that I’m a freak all you want.
Carrie didn’t have it easy in high school. Being raised by an over protective, abusive, and ultra religious mother and no father, she didn’t have the tools to fit in with the crowd….any crowd. So, as you know, in high school ‘if one of these things is not like the other’ then that thing does not belong.
But something else was different about Carrie that really made her stand out. At puberty, and at the onset of her first period (famous shower scene….don’t be too icked out fellas) which was very late, things started moving around and going generally haywire around her when she was stressed. At first she didn’t realize that it was her that caused the disruptions. Back to the shower scene, when this happened to her she was in the school shower and had no idea what was happening to her, mamma neglected to tell her about it, and Carrie was convinced she was dying. The other girls started taunting her…….
They really shouldn’t have done that.
One of the offenders, Susan Snell, regretted her role in the incident and decided to do something nice for Carrie by asking her boy friend to take Carrie to the prom in her place.
She really shouldn’t have done that.
Okay. This phenomena has been reported numerous times and it has been well documented. It’s a thing. It’s normally mistaken for a poltergeist, which is supposed to be some prankster type of spirit, but what it really is is (most likely) electrochemical and happens around hormonal female adolescences.
This is what happened in my household when I was a tween…..I shit you not….this stuff really happened. Back in the day, my mom smoked. I didn’t like it and would pester her to stop regularly (boy, did she love that). One evening when we were the only two in the house my mom couldn’t find her cigarettes. She was pacing back and forth in her upstairs bedroom tearing the room apart, all the time yelling at me to tell her what I did with them. I yelled back from downstairs that “I didn’t do anything with them”. She didn’t believe me and kept ranting. When things got to critical mass (meaning she was completely losing it) she turned around and the pack of cigarettes were in the middle of the floor, neatly sitting straight up on its end…..the same floor she just paced across many times. Immediately she blamed me for doing it, I yelled back that I couldn’t have done it because “I’m downstairs and have been here the whole time”.
To this day she maintains I did it. Maybe I did, unconventionally.
The second most memorable incident (the one that really sticks in my head) happened just after I finished doing the dishes and cleaning up after super. I went into the other room with my mom, we were the only two in the house again, and I’m sure we were fighting about something. All of a sudden it sounded like every dish and glass in the kitchen crashed and broke on the floor. My first thought was “crap, I must have put something in the cupboard all wonky and it fell out and took everything else with it.” We ran into the kitchen and not a dish was out of place, but in the middle of the kitchen floor there was the glass top to the glass salad dressing carafe balanced on its small end!! WTF?? And we didn’t have salad that night….
So, there’s that. Science.
Oh, and now I have the urge to take up sewing……weird. ...more