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I almost did a I'm not posting today post. I just didn't think I had it in me - as it is very close to my bedtime. 

But what the hey. Hay? 

I started out the first part of the year strong on reading. A book a week for the first three months and then it kind of squealed to a halt for a while. Maybe I burned out. Or my mental health just had me lose focus. Both things can be true. 

Like movies, I don't really read book reviews until after I finish the tome. And like movies, that is for good reason. I like to make up my own mind. 

So I started the year with Huckleberry Finn. 

As I mentioned it to others, it is a book you read because you have to. I don't think that many would willingly select it. My opinion: it's not a great book. The story is ok. The writing is fair (sorry Twain). The dialect, while I get it, is difficult at best. ....and that doesn't even touch on THE word - which is used like 14,501 times. 

I read it because I didn't have to in high school, but I wanted to read the 2024 pseudo companion piece James, which is supposed to be the similar story told by Jim, the slave. I thought that could be extremely interesting. 

To do that though, I had to slog through Finn. 

BTW, this is not a book review of James, and technically not Finn either. 

I made the grave grave grave mistake of going to amazon and reading the reviews of Finn after completing it and James. 

Ohhhhhhhh Boy. 

I could flood this blog with some questionable reviews - at best.  But I do think I found the "best" one. 

Yes, the Arthur should have known better. 

THIS folks. This one review is what this country is dealing with in overall education, tolerance, bigotry and racism. I'm sure I'm leaving out some others too. 

Wisely, years ago, amazon took out comments on reviews. Of course, I so wanted to post something, but it wasn't enough for me to actually post a review of Finn. 

So, thanks C. klauber for showing us the real 'murica. 

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