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Upgrade your reading list with this one weird trick

A couple of years back on the Fedi, I came across a few people discussing how white men were hogging all the attention in literature. Though the point was expressed a little more subtly than that, someone came up with an interesting challenge:

For a while, try to read only books that aren’t written by white men.

Back then, I wasn’t getting much time for reading, and felt a bit bored with my usual fare. The idea stuck with me. I remembered how much I had enjoyed Black Leopard, Red Wolf by Marlon James not too long ago, a Black author from Jamaica. How different that that book had felt – how much more alive. Reading it, I could feel the heat of a mythical Africa on my face, full of demons, and of and heroes with tall tales.

So I figured that I could try my luck again. Through a library, I got hold of Convenience Store Woman by Sayaka Murata from Japan. A woman recoils at the perspective of a typical lifestyle, and opts to pass her life working in a convenience store, where there is a rule for everything, and every day is predictable.

A little later, I happened upon My Sister, the Serial Killer by Oyinkan Braithwaite. Short, punchy, and very smart, this was excellent reading, despite the heavy themes.

Somewhere around this time, I came across Nnedi Okorafor, again on the Fediverse. A Nigerian-American author who defines her perspective as Africanfuturism, she writes mainly SciFi. Having read a fair number of the classics of the genre, her novella Binti felt incredibly refreshing. Her most recent novel Death of the Author is masterful. (Even so, it doesn’t have a Wikipedia page? What gives?)

The latest adventure was Nervous Conditions by Tsitsi Dangarembga. The Zimbabwean author published this incisive, powerful novel in 1988, and I only learned about it recently. “I was not sorry when my brother died” is the opening sentence; and the pressure on the reader never really lets up as the narrator recounts what it was like being a teenage girl in a patriarchal and deeply racist Zimbabwe under colonialism. A book, hard and sharp-edged like a piece of crystal.

Sometimes I don’t feel like challenging myself. Then I give myself a break and read some Terry Pratchett. Or I let Thomas Pynchon take me on a head trip with one of his classics. (They made Vineland into an excellent movie, One Battle After Another. Both very enjoyable, in slightly different ways.) But eventually, I feel like I need to come up for air. And then, the first direction I look to is south, towards Africa’s excellent female authors, who are just waiting for me to discover them.

Note to the sceptically inclined

If, having read all this, you feel like shouting “identity politics”, then yes, please go ahead. I’m not interested in stopping you from being wrong. Just know that there are so many brilliant, sparkling identities out there. Maybe go read a book.

If corporations can have rights, so can nature

Good books entertain and inform. Great books bust open your worldview and leave you with a different, much broader way of seeing things.

“Is a river alive?” by Robert Mcfarlane is one such great book. From the cloud forests of Ecuador through the violated rivers of India to a wild stream in Quebec, the author makes a persuasive case for giving legal personhood, not just to rivers, but to forests and mountains too.

Photo by beadwoman on Flickr. CC-BY-NC-ND-2.0

In western society, we are used to treating nature as an asset — as money in the bank. A mountain is granite or coal to be mined. There’s oil to be drilled out from under the sea. The river’s flow is just waiting to be turned into electricity. We use up nature, and discard the remains. We give legal personhood to the corporations that do all these things. In many places, they have more rights than people do.

Indigenous people around the world have always seen nature as alive, and have treated it as a sacred relative to be honored. McFarlane acknowledges that he is merely narrating this argument for western audience.

Much of what he tells us comes from the courageous indigenous activists who, joined in the global Rights of Nature movement, have been fighting to safeguard the lakes and rivers, the forests and the mountains for a long time. He makes repeated reference to Robin Wall Kimmerer’s “Braiding Sweetgrass“.

It’s an important story beautifully told. It’s also an urgent call to action. The rivers, the mountains and the forests sustain our lives on this planet. We are destroying them a little more every day once enough of them are gone, so will we be.

We can prevent this, and we must. Giving nature standing to defend itself in court is a crucial first step.

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