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Bret Easton Ellis - White BOOK REVIEW

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Breffni

Cool review. I was listening to David Foster Wallace explain his definition of “postmodern” to Charlie Rose the other night and—I’m paraphrasing—he boiled it down to self-consciousness, a self-conscious form of writing heretofore unfelt. Maybe we’re “Generation Wuss” according to Ellis because we—or some of us, perhaps—have a more nuanced, deeper understanding of our feelings, thoughts, words and the forces that underpin them, let alone the myriad of consequences that could ripple if we were to pen or speak them? It’s hard to know. Or maybe it’s just a mass-projection of a collective anxiety because we never learned how to face those emotions and we’re only just beginning to, thus justifying the my initial question? Who knows. I need to read Ellis’ non-fiction. ✌️☕️

pc

Thank you for such a thought provoking review and I apologize if my thoughts hopscotch a bit during this comment. This book appeals to me because it seems to grapple with what I call the “anxiety epidemic.” I recently purchased “The Coddling of the American Mind” by Greg Lukianoff and Jonathan Haidt. Their book also focuses on the causative forces that have contributed to the emotional state of affairs alluded to in WHITE. Although I don’t like Ellis’ use of the word “whuss” to describe a generation, there has been a seismic change in the ability to speak freely on a public platform. This phenomenon has been a result of the lack of stabilizing forces in today’s rapidly shifting world and has also been fostered by some institutions of “higher” education. The lack of rigorous debate that challenge ideas on some college campuses has led to the reliance upon external forces such as “safe spaces” to allay mental or emotional discomfort. Interesting to note, that some holocaust survivors created “roomy places” or “safe spaces” within their own minds and hearts that allowed them to spiritually endure the darkness that engulfed them. They had no “safe spaces” to run to for cover. It was their faith or love of another that helped them survive until they were liberated. A muscle that doesn’t meet resistance or exercise will inevitably atrophy. A mind that is coddled is compromised in its ability to cope with a reality that can be “glutted with agitation.” In my opinion, Freedom is relative. There’s a difference in being gracious and “seasoning one’s words with salt” (a biblical reference) and completely changing the substance of one’s words due to fear of men. Seasoning one’s words to make them more palatable is one thing (social etiquette) and changing the substance of the meal (capitulating to public opinion) and betraying one’s own belief is quite another. A fine line that I think will become ever more challenging in the days ahead.

Aysha

"Have you ever met a free person?" indeed