The Jungle by Upton Sinclair

On the first thursday of every month, I try to catch up on my book reports which are posted twice every week. This year I'm trying to read a hundred books, so I have book posts scheduled for the next two months, and it's been like this for a while. Eventually I'll slow down and find something more depressing to write about.

My first book this year was The Jungle, and wow, what a bummer. I know things are better right now, for us, with American capitalism. But the patterns are still there. People are still wage slaves. We're still being sold shotty products for more than we can afford. People are still selling their votes, because politicians just don't make enough money. Nobody makes enough money, and nobody has enough of anything in return for what they give up. What if you wanted to buy a house, pay health insurance, car insurance, and dental, and you can't make more than minimum wage? Goodbye life, hello wage slave. I too often brood over what our taxes are being used for.

Even though the story is really dark and a bummer, it kept my interest until Jurgis got really into socialism, calling everyone 'comrade' and suddenly having so much hope for society, while constantly reading socialist zines. Maybe that's the problem. Not enough people are activists and we can't expect our votes to make a difference. We can't turn our war machine government into something more benevolent. Activism is boring. Sorry for getting political about this political book.

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