Because at the end of the day, for all her lionizing of immigrants and outsiders and the working class and Humble BeginningsTM, McQuiston still very much idolizes inherited privilege and wealth and Ivy League educations and all the trappings that come with them.
Yeah. I read RWaRB with a sort of vague dislike while being entertained by the fluff -- I compared it in my write-up to drinking this horribly sweet, artificial strawberry soft drink: I don't actually like it, and I know it's terrible, but it's also weirdly compelling enough to take that next sip -- but it was the "Mom knows someone at NYU" bit at the end that made me really annoyed with the book.
(You are of course spot on about all the RL implication of... everything, which were not taken into account and the whole thing basically worked on a kind of fairy tale logic despite the supposedly real world setting. I'd kind of accepted that for the duration, but this bit still stuck out.)
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Date: 2020-10-14 07:08 pm (UTC)Because at the end of the day, for all her lionizing of immigrants and outsiders and the working class and Humble BeginningsTM, McQuiston still very much idolizes inherited privilege and wealth and Ivy League educations and all the trappings that come with them.
Yeah. I read RWaRB with a sort of vague dislike while being entertained by the fluff -- I compared it in my write-up to drinking this horribly sweet, artificial strawberry soft drink: I don't actually like it, and I know it's terrible, but it's also weirdly compelling enough to take that next sip -- but it was the "Mom knows someone at NYU" bit at the end that made me really annoyed with the book.
(You are of course spot on about all the RL implication of... everything, which were not taken into account and the whole thing basically worked on a kind of fairy tale logic despite the supposedly real world setting. I'd kind of accepted that for the duration, but this bit still stuck out.)