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I read this in two close sessions last night and boy is it relentless. I realise that it's an epistolary novel but it almost read more like a speech to me, like one of the old published presidential monologues. It has that same sense of poetic rhythm to the way it relays these potent, bracing facts. I finished it feeling like I needed to go back and start it again, but now I'm wondering if the audio version read by Coates himself might not be the better option given that style. As a white Australian, a total dreamer, I'm alienated from the content somewhat but I didn't have too big an issue with that fact. People seem perturbed by the notion of this books audience when its pretty clearly written for his son and thus for everyone of this upcoming generation. Not a guide or prescription , just personal wisdom passed down from one generation to the next to maybe help them come up with their own plan, their own path of struggle. This doesn't mean that it can't speak to us, just that he wasn't aiming too, just as Tolstoy wasn't aiming to move the Zulu's but probably did some. The second half of the book is just him telling his single, human story which should work for everyone to some extent.
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