heavy handed metaphors

I hate people referring politics to pop culture like “oh my god I can’t believe we’re living Harry Potter right now” that’s cringey as hell but like, honestly with things as heavy handed with its metaphors as Star Wars and things like that how do facists not realise that they literally display the same traits as the villains in the media they consume ???? It just seems so obvious ?

ugh re-watching Su-zakana fucked me up so bad tho and I can’t stop thinking about Will and Jack’s conversation in the beginning and how they say in order to catch the fish you have to change your tactics and make him act on instinct because he’s always a predator and  “your lure is the one thing he wants, despite everything he knows” and Will begins the episode so determined to be the best little lure he can be but by the end 

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Hannibal is the one pulling him in, Will is the one acting on instinct, acting like a predator, and despite everything Will knows about Hannibal he can’t bring himself to hate him and then you realize that they are both the fish and the lure when it comes to one another and just when I thought maybe I was done crying about season 2 it comes back around again to carve my heart out with heavy-handed fishing metaphors and it’s like i’m living in hell.

Disclaimer about this ‘review’–I’m about half way through this novel, but I am just bursting to talk about it NOW.  So–

Everyone…read this book.


Do you want a practical, intellectual, empathic, believable teenage black girl as your heroine? 

Do you want unnervingly plausible near-future dystopian sci-fi with a deep philosophical undercurrent that makes The Hunger Games look like marshmallow fluff*?  

Do you want a WOC writer who is arguably one of the greatest science fiction authors of the last century?



*Not knocking The Hunger Games.  Those books are great. But Suzanne Collins is…shall we say…somewhat heavy-handed with her metaphors.  Octavia Butler is subtle and profound and just fucking brilliant.  This book gives me the same sort of creeping antiauthoritarian dread-bordering-on-terror in the pit of my stomach that I experienced in middle school when I first read 1984 and Fahrenheit 451 and We.  I haven’t had such a visceral reaction to a book in a long, long while.  At the same time, I also haven’t been this excited about discovering a new (to me) author in years (ok not so much “discovered”–I know who Octavia Butler is.  I’m not a barbarian.  But It’s taken me forever to read any of her books because I am an idiot).  Ultimately, Butler’s vision of the future is hopeful and incredibly inspiring–although we have to tread through hell first to get there.  It’s really an extraordinary work, in so many ways a progressive and necessary departure from the other distopian genre novels I just mentioned. It’s beautiful and amazing and I love it.

Also, did I mention?  GO READ IT