You know I'm going to get shit for this. And get ripped apart. But this is basically strictly written for women, and not men. It's horrifying, to us, the ideas that come across within it. It just, doesn't make your skin crawl. It makes you want to throw up. Because not only is the premise not without its authenticity, the idea of religious fundamentalism and the complete stripping of rights of us, but just, everything. The criticisms are fair, but the book is meant to strike every single fear most women have throughout their lives. It touches every single uncomfortable, sickening, dark corner of the mind, that you try forgetting about growing up.
It touches everything. Fear of only existing for pregnancy, fear of only existing and getting pushed into marriage, fear of rape, fear of molestation, fear of accepting every single awful thing that happens to this poor woman, as just the way things are.
For a number of reasons, it's just, something men really can't understand.
Remember that time you read The Witches as a kid? The Roald Dahl book. It didn't have terrific prose, to ever be said lightly. But when you were reading it, say 5 years old. Something about the idea that there are adults who are willing to dehumanize you, some powerful organization or force you couldn't do shit about. Just because they wanted to shove you to the side and get rid of you. It's less realistic, children getting turned into mice forever.
But as far as comparisons can go, it hits similar nerves, but all the more extreme because not only has this happened in history, it's happening right now. It just makes you paranoid and sick to your stomach.
Totally rip me apart for this, I don't care. I mean, when I read it in high school, I cried, not totally out of sadness for the character, but just out of dread. I haven't cried much in any novel I've read, I have with Flowers for Algernon.
There's something disgustingly visceral about it.
I think it's more for women.