This is a review of all three books, mainly because I feel that they’re all rather formulaic at their core. These are fantasy novels written by the ostensibly left-wing feminist Kristin Cashore, and they take place in a mystical realm with two major landmasses separated by a mountain range: The Seven Kingdoms and The Dells. Graceling and Bitterblue both take place in the Seven Kingdoms, while Fire, the middle book, takes place in the Dells.
In the Seven Kingdoms, there are people with special abilities called Gracelings – each of these people are gifted in one area. Someone might be a phenomenal cook, someone else might be able to read minds, etc. They are distinguished by their odd eyes – one eye might be green, the other blue.
In the Dells, there are brightly colored animals called monsters. There appears to be no other major difference to these animals other than their outlandish coloring. There were human “monsters” with brightly colored hair and special abilities, like mind control, but they died out, and the book Fire starts out with the last human monster in the Dells – a dark-skinned, red haired girl named Fire.
Oh my god, this book is hilarious. It is also kind of sad, because even though it is satire, I’ve seen a lot of this on sites like Tumblr and Democratic Underground. There are people who talk like Blue Jade, Darius, Ally, O-O and Jacob Chu.
Hulbert grew up in an ordinary home, and he is a total mama’s boy. His father hit him once, and he thinks he’s a victim of severe child abuse. His mother indulges him and spoils him, even going so far as to buy him a $300 microscope after his father clearly said they couldn’t afford it. His father leaves the family for good, and Hulbert eventually leaves home for college. He, of course, is terrified of being out in the world without his enabling mother, who ‘protects’ him from all the bad feels in life.
But when he gets to Banksey University, he sees that he needn’t have worried. Campus is full of spoiled, coddled wannabe victims such as himself, and he changes his name to Blue Jade (it is not masculine and gender neutral) to better fit in.
He meets the following: Darius, an angry black guy who had an upper middle-class upbringing; a gender-whatever chick named O-O, Jacob Chu, an angry Asian guy, Ally, a slutty feminist who accuses almost every guy of rape, and the leader of their group, Ms. Earthlover. Together they aim to make Banksey University a more inclusive, diverse and tolerant place.
Of course, if you are a conservative or libertarian, you know where this is going. The group dubs themselves the Vigilance Committee, and they even come up with their own logo – the All-Seeing Eye of Progress. They make it their mission to stamp out micro aggressions and punish anyone that isn’t sufficiently diverse and tolerant enough. Anyone that doesn’t meet their lofty standards gets their picture on the Wall of Exposure – a bulletin board in their meeting space full of the photos of the people who they’ve slandered, censored and harassed.
Their first victim is their English professor, then a black guy named Bryan Jones, who absolutely refuses to censor himself for their approval and comfort, noted activist and historical figure Frederick Douglass and finally the Dean of Students, Roger Snarley, who, throughout the story, had bent over backwards to accommodate the Vigilance Committee.
I don’t want to spoil it any further. It is really funny, because the character and their antics are so over the top, but if you regularly read conservative blogs, you know that a great deal of this stuff is true. Liberals, or progressives, or whatever they’re calling themselves this week, actually talk like this. They’re really like this, and they’ve left a trail of destruction in their wake.
Some of the things that made me laugh: the repeated use of ‘intolerant asshole cunt’, the favorite words of many idiot libtards, and the convoluted euphemisms used to describe Asians (people whose ethnocultural heritage originates east of the Turkish Straights and the Caucasus and Ural Mountains), Hispanics (people of South American, Central American or in some cases Caribbean provenance), Arabs (people whose ethnocultural heritage originates between the Sinai Peninsula and Rajasthan and south of Azerbaijan, Turkmenistan and the Caspian Sea), and of course, black people (People of Color).
The ending is sad, though, but not surprising. I fully expect something like that to happen at the hands of the demented social justice warriors.
I caught a couple of misspellings, one incorrectly used word, and the spelling of Bryan Jones’s name kept shifting between Bryan and Brian (in the last chapter anyway). Everything else was fine, though.
Finally, a funny book savagely mocking the progressives. I highly recommend it.
I loved this book, but then again, I’ve been reading the author’s blog for a few years now. This book examines the writings of prominent feminists from the past and the present. Stacy proves that the current form of feminism has its roots in a deep hatred of men (and that a great deal of these feminists are all lesbians) by quoting the feminists themselves. Today’s feminism is strongly influenced by the man-hating feminists of yesteryear (so to speak) and that this ideology is still being taught in Women’s Studies classes today.
It’s really short, though. I think Stacy is going to publish another book with more material. This book, however, is still pretty good and a quick read. There are also a lot of quotes from feminists, and they all come across as completely crazy.
The feminists over at Celebitchy need to read this book so that they understand why people like Shailene Woodley (and she’s an idiot, by the way) think that feminism is nothing more than man-hating. I mean, how could one reach any other conclusion after reading the crap written by the likes of Andrea Dworkin?
I see that a couple of social justice warriors already posted negative reviews of this book, and of course, those reviews are nothing but baseless insults – no real discussion.
(I originally posted this at the book’s Amazon page, under the name dom0-kun. I know the name is weird.)
I should be ashamed of myself. Not only did I read the (bad) reviews before reading the book, I read reviews AFTER reading the book and have (almost) nothing original to say about it! In fact, I AM ashamed of myself, but I wanted to write about it anyway.
By the way, I read this back in January, and wrote the first draft of this review way back then.
Brief summary of the book can be found on Good Reads. I will copy and paste the first paragraph:
The last time she did, it was an accident, but The Reestablishment locked her up for murder. No one knows why Juliette’s touch is fatal. As long as she doesn’t hurt anyone else, no one really cares. The world is too busy crumbling to pieces to pay attention to a 17-year-old girl. Diseases are destroying the population, food is hard to find, birds don’t fly anymore, and the clouds are the wrong color.
The review is kind of spoiler-ish…