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kikiandarrowsfishshelf's review against another edition
1.0
Lisa Shannon deserves a Nobel Prize, but this book is way too slow.
drcarolyn's review against another edition
2.0
I'm...fairly conflicted about this book, but I think most of my issues stem from the writing style and its deficiencies--I'm hoping some things just don't come across in the reading. I should start by saying that I think this is an excellent book for an introduction to the atrocities of the Congo if you're still uninformed. It is a huge, horrific problem that has not garnered nearly enough international attention and help (perhaps because the Congo isn't known for its oil surplus?). In many respects, this is an eye-opening and necessary read, and it should also be said that, despite my issues with her, Lisa Shannon was an advocate for the Congo when almost no one else was, and she should be commended for her pioneering work.
Having said that, the tone of this memoir is often off-puting. Lisa goes to the Congo intent on bonding with her sponsored "sisters," and is otherwise unprepared for the reality of abject poverty and systematic rape, torture, and murder. She writes as if completely unaware of her privilege as a white woman from the United States--she is put off by the Congolese women's constant asking for more money and treating her like a muzunga (essentially a well-off white person who can help them), wanting to really revel in her Oprah moment of sharing and crying with them. It comes off incredibly narcissistic and naive. And never mind that despite hating being treated like a muzunga, she constantly acts like one--bringing money and trinkets to every village (a welcomed act, it should be noted, but certainly one that marks her as a fount of giving), intervening in a mother's decision to listen to her child's doctors when they say there is nothing else to do for him (again, heartwarming in the end, but smacks of the "I'm the white, civilized person here and I know what's best for you.), etc. The most appalling anecdote to me was when she received a village gift of a goat--Shannon is a vegetarian herself (again, a choice she is able to make because of privilege) and does not want to eat the goat, but is touched by the gesture, considering how expensive the animal must have been. The villagers expect her to appreciate the goat and want to have a celebratory feast. Shannon, in an act of what she tries to pass off as selflessness, gifts the goat to the village. She then, in an oblivious act of privilege, tells the villagers that this goat is special, and that they are never to eat it. Now clearly, as a vegetarian, the thought of killing an animal for any purpose is certain to make her squeamish. But she had just marveled at the poor villagers' generosity, knowing full well how long someone has to work to buy a goat, and then had the AUDACITY to proclaim that she, as a Very Important White Girl, deems this goat sacred, and they can never ever ever put it to its sorely needed use, even when she's long gone and back in her comfortable, air conditioned house in Portland? If you're not tasting bile by this point, I'm surprised.
So, all in all, I suppose I can recommend the book as long as you take it with a hefty pinch of salt and are prepared to deal with the short-sightedness of the author.
Having said that, the tone of this memoir is often off-puting. Lisa goes to the Congo intent on bonding with her sponsored "sisters," and is otherwise unprepared for the reality of abject poverty and systematic rape, torture, and murder. She writes as if completely unaware of her privilege as a white woman from the United States--she is put off by the Congolese women's constant asking for more money and treating her like a muzunga (essentially a well-off white person who can help them), wanting to really revel in her Oprah moment of sharing and crying with them. It comes off incredibly narcissistic and naive. And never mind that despite hating being treated like a muzunga, she constantly acts like one--bringing money and trinkets to every village (a welcomed act, it should be noted, but certainly one that marks her as a fount of giving), intervening in a mother's decision to listen to her child's doctors when they say there is nothing else to do for him (again, heartwarming in the end, but smacks of the "I'm the white, civilized person here and I know what's best for you.), etc. The most appalling anecdote to me was when she received a village gift of a goat--Shannon is a vegetarian herself (again, a choice she is able to make because of privilege) and does not want to eat the goat, but is touched by the gesture, considering how expensive the animal must have been. The villagers expect her to appreciate the goat and want to have a celebratory feast. Shannon, in an act of what she tries to pass off as selflessness, gifts the goat to the village. She then, in an oblivious act of privilege, tells the villagers that this goat is special, and that they are never to eat it. Now clearly, as a vegetarian, the thought of killing an animal for any purpose is certain to make her squeamish. But she had just marveled at the poor villagers' generosity, knowing full well how long someone has to work to buy a goat, and then had the AUDACITY to proclaim that she, as a Very Important White Girl, deems this goat sacred, and they can never ever ever put it to its sorely needed use, even when she's long gone and back in her comfortable, air conditioned house in Portland? If you're not tasting bile by this point, I'm surprised.
So, all in all, I suppose I can recommend the book as long as you take it with a hefty pinch of salt and are prepared to deal with the short-sightedness of the author.
marziesreads's review against another edition
5.0
A personal journey into the dark world of Congolese victims of one of the most devastating conflicts in modern history. Shannon, the originator of Run for Congo Women and affiliated with Women for Women International, talks about her involvement with and help for women who have been victims of some of the most horrifying forms of rape imaginable. She does this in a fashion that engenders hope, while providing a pragmatic voice about how Western aid may be viewed.
A must read for those who believe in the human race, human rights and especially women's rights.
A must read for those who believe in the human race, human rights and especially women's rights.
megmcreads's review
3.0
I thought it was an inspiring story and good on her for going and making a difference in the lives of those who need help. There was something about the book I didn't like and I can pinpoint what it was exactly... maybe the tone!
coppenlander's review
4.0
Listened to the audio book of this one...it was good! I would like to go back and read the book still to see what I missed while listening.
marziesreads's review
5.0
A personal journey into the dark world of Congolese victims of one of the most devastating conflicts in modern history. Shannon, the originator of Run for Congo Women and affiliated with Women for Women International, talks about her involvement with and help for women who have been victims of some of the most horrifying forms of rape imaginable. She does this in a fashion that engenders hope, while providing a pragmatic voice about how Western aid may be viewed.
A must read for those who believe in the human race, human rights and especially women's rights.
A must read for those who believe in the human race, human rights and especially women's rights.
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