well this ruined my day

wish ellison chose therapy instead of writing a short story collection where women are being brutalised, called skanks, objectified/constantly reduced to sex objects. the level of misogyny in here was both astounding and concerning

usually with classics (this definitely does not have enough merit to be labelled a classic, imo, but whatever), i'm willing to be more lenient with outdated aspects, but only if the other components of the work (plot, characters, themes, etc.) are substantial, and they weren't. every short story was boring; they offered nothing of value. i'm never reading anything by this author again, and if you're looking for a quick sci-fi horror, pick up literally anything but this


sidenote - i'm not saying get therapy as an insult, i meant it genuinely. this shit was concerning.