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Things That Can And Cannot Be Said - a Novel

by John Cusack, Arundhati Roy


I find it unlikely the tweets I read are representative of anyone who actually read this book. This is a MUST read book: and here's why..

Were most of you not trolls scouring celebrity accounts for antithetical justification to support your delusional "blame theory" on liberal intellectualism (your miscreant boogeyman feared for exposing your devolved synaptic shortcomings) you would have found an engaging, outright brave attempt to honestly discuss the giant gorilla in the room, (we all grew up with) Armageddon. The much prophesied final battle between Christians (the good guys) and Islam (the "boo, hiss, boo, hiss" bad guys) [and antagonists for our final social destruction.]

Watching mankind hand over the keys to White House to wild-eyed zealots - knowing they will be compelled to drive into the nearest (metaphorical) tree of knowledge - destructing all that it is and was - is unnerving and worthy of discussion. Wouldn't you think? It being the possibilities for mankind, and all.

After decades of baby-boomers distracted by consuming, intellectualizing concepts such as "whoever dies with the most toys wins", social implosion, evolutive gain (set back by junk science), 1984, Y-2K, Haley's Comet, Halle-Boppe, 2000, and 2012 all before our eyes each day more horrific than the last with time-outs for existential derivatives sculpting our paranoia (in no particular order) such as John Kennedy, Robert F, MLK, Malcolm X, John Glenn, the moonwalk (yeah, add Michael Jackson), Cold War, Viet Nam, Jim Jones, the sport of mass shootings, Cuban Missile Crisis, theological exegesis, thinking Ayn Rand was smart, the great debates with Christopher Hitchens, the 27 Club, John Lennon, modern terror, blue Nile, Green Nile, Zika, John John, Princess Di, and lord could I go on for ever.. Suffice it to say - how could we dismiss... Armageddon.


Arundhati Roy and John Cusack offers us a chance to revisit the climatic moments in our life and examine (as I did) the impact then, and now these tragic [and occasional glorious] events had on our mental health and moral ambiguity. Also [of course], our fears metabolized into youthful angst shouted at the stars "What the fuck! Why am I here?"

We all have predisposed political alliance (whether you want to admit it or not). We all have predispositions to religion and science.  Admitted it not. Our experiences range from the homeless and starving - to the rich and famous. The one common personality glitch we all share, The domination of all rationale's lead to shared reality - this pretty much the end. Right?

Some are giving into it. Why not, it's inevitable, right? Luxuriate in "why bother?"

Others rationality leads to "a new beginning" - just over the next horizon - optimism is optional.

I revisited my own trigger moments in life during this journey, [many diametrically opposed to the Mr Cusacks and Ms Roy's.] 

But it was their reflection, their reaction and psychosis to generational observations of the devolution before us that triggered my own memories - and no matter how many times I reworked it - we always met at the crossroads of Armageddon and Revelations.

Are we the Atomic generation? Apocalypse generation? The me generation? Generation X? Just pick one.. outcome is the same.

Read the book, not for what they say, but for what you will say to yourself. I am no writer or reviewer of books. By now, you must be sure of that. So as someone who has heard the phrase "first time in history" and "something this world has never seen before" almost daily my entire life I have become, (in the immortal words of Pink Floyd), comfortably numb.

I can't say it's the best book I've ever read - nor do I think that was it's intention. Cusack and Roy succeed, when you lay the book on your lap, reflect, and think more deeply about events you forgot, (or psychologically repressed) because they are horrific- or because they are so damn many, no mere mortal can sort them without a NASA super computer.  And to that end, it's a masterpiece. For who among us takes the proper time for reflection of what malignant and benign historic events define us? Take that journey, if you dare. Odds are, you are suppressing now.

The  book is a 4 star adventure back through the cobwebs of devolving and revolving of the human genome that is trying to break free -and scream with primal efficacy "things that cannot be said."

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