*Warning: This is dark and creepy.
The Handmaid’s Tale by Margaret Atwood is not a new book. It was originally published in 1986 and was even made into a movie. I don’t remember the movie much, but read the book 9 years ago and then again recently.
It is dark and creepy and will totally freak you out, especially with the way things are in the world today. It isn’t hard to believe something like what happens in this book could really happen in America someday.
If you are a woman, picture this: One day you go to get a coffee at Starbuck’s and your debit card doesn’t work. You try to call the bank, but the lines are busy. You go to your job and get fired that day also. If you are on your second marriage, you are taken from your husband. If you have produced a child, the child is given to an infertile rich couple. You are taken to a compound, where you will be brainwashed over the next few years into thinking all you are worthy of doing is being a surrogate for a higher-up couple who can’t have children of their own. Forget your husband, your kid, your life. You can’t read, you can’t write, you can’t have friends. You are a shell of your former self, yet the few options are unthinkable (suicide, the Colonies, a form of nightclub prostitution). Once a month you are held by the Wife while her Husband tries to impregnate you. You only get so many tries at this before you are shipped elsewhere.
It is a return to Puritan society at its worst with absolutely no understanding of any situation. The only point is to get the birth rate back up. All the toxic crap we’ve been putting into our systems has taken its toll and now most women are infertile or else are producing “Unbabies” (babies with major birth defects, like 2 heads).
This book has no real ending, but it at least has a tiny bit of hope.
I’m freaking myself out now. The first few chapters of this book gave me creepy dreams. I don’t usually read stuff so dark these days, but the book beckoned to me one last time. Now I think I need to go sell it and buy myself a sugar-free mocha espresso at Scooter’s.
Better yet, does anyone want my copy? Let me know in the Comments section by the 12th of March, and I’ll pick a name from the thousands of entries on Friday the 13th and will mail it to ya. Good luck winning something dark and creepy!
Bottom line: I give it 8 ½ Cadbury mini eggs since Easter’s coming. C’mon, you knew those carrot sticks wouldn’t last!