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The Last Closet by Moira Greyland

I should probably be ashamed of not knowing who Marion Bradley Zimmer was. I am only 35 as of this writing, and when I was younger, I stuck to books on astronomy and other random kid books until I moved to Japan, when I read Sweet Valley Twins novels. Then, in high school, I graduated to R.L. Stine’s Fear Street series and eventually moved on to Stephen King novels. It wasn’t until recently that I actually got into fantasy and sci-fi novels.

So, a couple of years ago, more or less, I read this post at Ask the Bigot, about the daughter of a famed fantasy writer who had been molested by both parents. My eyes went wide like saucers as I read it.

A few months ago I realized that the daughter, Moira Greyland Peat and I were in a social media group together. I was like, wow. And she was writing a book, and it was going to be published by Castalia House. I was so very excited, which is kind of messed up, given how truly tragic her story really is.

And it is. The book is The Last Closet – the Dark Side of Avalon and it is one hell of a read.

She goes into her parents’ background, not justifying the things they did, but explaining why they were the way they were. She manages to…I dunno, describe, or at least recount the things her parents did to her. She doesn’t go into excruciating detail, as I imagine that would have been far too traumatizing, but is pretty frank about it.

She is also very, very adamant on being against gay marriage, given her upbringing. Her parents both had homosexual relationships outside the bounds of their marriage. She is one of many children of gays that have such tragic stories to tell. Note that she does not hate gay people or anything. She even says as much in the book, but she does condemn the “do what thou wilt” mentality that is so present among the libertine left.

Moira is very, very brave and very strong to write this memoir. She really is, because one of two things will happen: either the left will just ignore her, or they’ll absolutely savage her. Some fringe sci-fi SJWs did just that, but for the most part, she has been ignored.

Mark my words – you’re going to hear more and more stories like this in the coming decades. The children of today are going to grow up, and they’ll grow up in this disgusting sewer culture and they’ll all be messed up. At some point, they’ll realize what’s been done, and boy howdy I bet a lot of them will be pissed. Hell, that’s probably putting it mildly.

My own childhood wasn’t a picnic either, but I am grateful to my parents for not being like Marion Zimmer Bradley and Walter Breen. I just want to hug the both of them fiercely right now, even though they’re on the other side of the country.

Moira also has a great sense of humor, of which is peppered throughout the book. I’m glad…a lot of it is grim. There is a lengthy appendix that could be its own book, and a foreword by Vox Day.

One more thing…I was, and still am astonished at the similarity between Walter Breen’s insane Great Vision for the world, and the philosophy of one of my villains. Freaking spooky. Both are sex addicts who think that sex with everyone, all the time will make for a better world. I used to think I was being over the top with that – that nobody, nobody could possibly think that way in real life. I was wrong, dead wrong.

This book should be more widely read, but it won’t, because it doesn’t even come close to fitting the left’s preferred narrative, and we all know that the left is largely in control of our culture, and that they love that control more than anything else. But we shouldn’t despair…thanks to the Internet, we have a platform. We can speak out, and we should. The truth should prevail.

The only criticism I have would be some of the typos and minor errors I found. I tried highlighting them all in case Castalia House wants me to email them, but Amazon’s stupid iOS Kindle App mysteriously lost a great deal of my progress, including the highlights and bookmarks I made. Fortunately, I remembered which chapter I left off of.

This was easily one of the best books of the year (along with Milo Yiannopolis’s Dangerous and The Road to Jonestown by Jeff Guinn – both I highly recommend).

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