Review from a Transgressive Fiction Fan
I’ve worked at a lot of jobs over the course of my short life. Everything from bookstore clerk, supermarket stock room, painting designs on plates, script supervisor for a soap opera, picture framing, mortgage account manager, etc. Many of these jobs have brought me into contact with the public-at-large. I’ve heard a lot of complaints over the years–where’s the fire roasted tomatoes?, what do you mean I can’t get a refund without a receipt?, why don’t you have the latest Eckhart Tolle book in? no Richard Avedon? All of these are delivered in a tone of incredulous indignation. As if I’d failed these people on some fundamental, spiritual level and they are appalled, just appalled, that there is no Twining’s tea on the shelves. How could you, their eyes seem to simultaneously plead and accuse. Well, whenever I’ve encountered one of these random bastards (and you know who you are out there) I’ve always wished I had a copy of this, the unabridged version of Solzhenitsyn’s masterpiece, handy, so I could bash them over the head with it while screaming ‘You think you’ve got problems!? Try a week in the isolation chamber covered in your own excrement! Try being randomly shot just to fill someone’s quota!’ People think they have problems. People think they know suffering. People don’t know jack. Read this and weep. 5 stars, comrade.
“Insightful” Review from a Mainstream Reader
Tried to read all of this book. Hard read,lost interest.