I just finished Paradise by Toni Morrison, and I have to say, I guess winning the Nobel prize in literature doesn't mean much these days. I can't figure out how this book was any different than any of the other trash they publish with gratuitous violence, meaningless and abusive sex, abuse of the emotionally and physically disabled, and a destructive and murderous racism that should be horrifying. It bordered on mysogynistic pornography in a few places.
Now I'm reading Breaking Point by John Hinkley Jr's parents about their ordeal after their son shot the president and so many other people in 1981.
Now I'm reading Breaking Point by John Hinkley Jr's parents about their ordeal after their son shot the president and so many other people in 1981.
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