Biography, Book Review, Memoirs/Autobiography, Non-Fiction

My Own Words by R.B.G. w/ M.H. & W.W.W.

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4.5 Stars. I was slightly disappointed whenever I saw the pronouns she or her because if you write a book in your own words shouldn’t it be in first person not third or a combination of first and third? Anyway. Despite that tiny flaw I was enthralled! I have learned so much about our supreme court system and the early fighters for gender equality in the US through reading this book. Granted, I knew next to nothing upon picking up this book, but I still learned a great deal, like 0-100 in a few days. And it was so simple too! If I’d had this book in my AP high school government class, I think I could have actually had enough courage to take the AP test. Or maybe not, the only part I remember from that class was the economics section and I only remember that because I wrote the greatest literature review ever on how judeo-christian beliefs have structured our spending patterns in the United States that was, honestly, thesis/dissertation material (and somehow I didn’t study that in college??) WOW. Now I’m rethinking all my life choices.

Back to the matter at hand, RBG is an amazing woman and upon reading her autobiography/biography hybrid thing I have decided to read autobiography/memoir/biography things about all our female court justices. And maybe I’ll actually buy them instead of getting them from quarantined library stacks or off Libby. (God Bless the creators of Libby/Overdrive).

Book Review, Non-Fiction, Self-Help

The Life-Changing Magic of Tidying Up by M.K.

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3.5 stars. I consider this book to be a failure. I read it. Did not apply it. It mildly inspired me to want to donate things. Made me laugh when she said one of her clients had stock-piled 80 rolls of tp. And I credit my resistance to her on the fact that she is quite arrogant in the introduction. Normally with books like this I would skip the introduction, but we’re in quarantine right now everything is changing.

Kondo’s ideas are radical and I do believe they may work. I am drawn to a minimalist lifestyle, but I can’t live in a tiny house and have all my books. Though I was satisfied to know that I already fold my socks AND store my t-shirts in the manner she recommends. I also vacuumed and cleaned my toilet after reading the intro, but I’m not sure that’s because she incited this behavior of it was just time in my normal routine.

Halfway through the book I was certain that I had already learned all there was to know about discarding and tidying, when boom! turns out the little 50% symbol was in the corner of my screen (ebooks are always tricking me like this). As I continued to read the more I thought, “maybe this Kondo lady is a little crazy, no way am I talking to my house when I get home for the day or thanking my wallet for being in my purse and not doing anything.”

I did learn some helpful tips and tricks, but I don’t think full immersion in the KonMari method is gonna work out for me.

Book Review, Fiction, Memoirs/Autobiography

The Bell Jar by S.P.

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3 stars. Despite 4 racist statements within the first 2 chapters (after which I quite keeping track) I can see why this book is a hit, but also cannot fathom why it is.
The extreme selfish nature of our narrator was discouraging and the manner of prose wasn’t actually altogether engaging. But some of the themes–namely mental health–do qualify it to be a nominal feminist piece rather than the “seminal” label given under other circumstances. I wasn’t a fan. I wasn’t about to stick my head in an oven to end my pain, but now that I’ve read it I’d rather not think about it ever again. And if I want to read actual feminist literature from this era I will probably turn to Betty Friedan or Gloria Steinem or Maya Angelou or any number of others that remain relevant in todays gender climate. I do not enjoy the company of those with a personality similar to Esther and similarly did not enjoy reading about it. Also the amount of white privilege seeping from the pages filled me with so much disdain that I ultimately decided to not even try out Plath’s poetry to see if it redeemed her.

To clarify, I do not claim that because of Esther’s socio-economic background her feelings and very real problems are not valid. I am just pointing out the dangers in continuing to call this book an essential read for all feminists/humanity due to its many toxic themes perpetuating a culture of oppression for the underprivileged.