The Moon Is a Harsh Mistress

No! No, no, no, nooooooo nonononooooo.

Okay, I'm only ~10% into this thing, but, you know what? I don't have to deal with this shit. DID-NOT-FINISH. Take that.

This book has got a lady problem. Yes, big surprise, right? 1960s good ol' boy sci-fi. Why do I always forget that the good stuff (where by “good stuff” I mean “stuff that doesn't make me spork my eyes out with Greco-Roman tragedy-style femrage”) didn't start until the literary/New Wave sci-fi era of the 70s. SEVENTIES. Cuz this book has, in the first 10%, only had ladies in one of three options:
1. Infantilized (“girlish in sleep”; or the 15-year-old young mother who joins a group marriage and is spoken of in reverent tones)
2. Momified
3. Sexualized

But the thing that broke this femnsist was the character of Wyoming Knott, AKA “Why Not”, AKA “Pussy Galore” AKA NOT PERSON BUT OBJECT. I was listening to the audiobook of this (and the reader, Lloyd James, is masterful in his accents), and I was squirming around in my seat on the commute, because all Why Not and Mannie (the protagonist, who has a Russian accent, a Latino/Irish name, and lots of Opinions) would discuss would be (1) how sexy Why is, and (2) how she “failed as a woman” because of a bunch of marriage/childbirth stuff, AND (3) THAT'S IT!

Sorryyyyy but we have a saying in feminsmm club that there ain't no free lunch AKA we're all mortal and gonna die AKA I do not have time for this basic bitch-style econ 101 crap wrapped up in a heaping hot lardy layer of misogyny. Nooo no no. If I want to hear a libertarian politico-morality play, I'd rather to listen to Rand Paul plagiarize Wikipedia summaries of sci-fi movies (at least I get to enjoy his icy cold blue eyes of a husky - ho ho objectification ho ho) AND/OR just listen to Russ Roberts try to shoe-horn every single academic economist's work into Something About Libertarianism.

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I'm just kidding, Russ, I love EconTalk. But Heinlein? NO.