I have a dilemma. First, I heartily endorse this book. Second, I’m trying to review it. So how the hell do I get you to go buy this book, and read it, without giving away the plot or the punchline? It’s a sticky wicket, as my mates across the pond might be moved to say.
People easily offended and made uncomfortable with someone speaking the stark and unadulterated truth as they see it should not read this book. Sadly, though, they are the very people who most desperately need to read this book. For those who believe, no explanation is necessary. For those who don’t, none will suffice
The Subtitle of the book, “Losing Patience With Feminism, Political Correctness, and Basically Everything” is as apt as it comes. Tome Ellis walks into the cattle yard of modern society and lays about with sword and torch, and in this read the smell of sacred cows roasting to crispy perfection carries far and wide. No one is spared, and all sensibilities be damned. In the metaphorical sense, an iron gauntlet is hurled with one hand, and a rose offered with the other.
At times even I was moved to say “Wow” as Tom offered the back of his hand over and over to feminist philosophy, citing chapter and verse. The opening describes his first awareness of the differences between the sexes, and then takes us on a roller-coaster ride, pulling no punches and mincing now words. It is delightfully unsubtle and refreshingly direct in its disregard for conventional wisdom, and callous (and well merited) contempt for feminist rhetoric, and the damage it has done to society, and he illustrates beyond dispute the damage it has done to relations between the sexes with example after example of the result when one embraces a philosophy gone mad.
It’s as much a call to arms as I have ever heard, and any man who wishes to call himself a member of the Men’s Movement should run – not walk – to buy this book. Women who say they love men should read it to find out from where the rumblings of discontent are arising. And if feminists and their allies have a lick of sense, they should read it and be very afraid. This is not the last of its kind to come along. I promise you, there will be more, and not all by Tom Ellis.
One passage struck me, as perhaps the thesis of the entire book:
“Am I betraying Petra by revealing her secrets? At some point I had my own Clark Gable moment and frankly, I don’t give a damn. She’s the one who deceived a man and caused him to become a father against his will. She’s the one who denied a child a father. Why should I be concerned about protecting her feelings? I’m tired of remaining politely silent. I will speak my mind. What went around has come around. It is time for male empowerment.”
I will warn you, you are going to need perseverance to finish this book. Tom doesn’t mince so much as a single word, nor does he leave anything to the slightest doubt as to his opinion or where he stands. There will be times where you wonder if he is going to be calling for pogroms or bounties to be placed on women. If you last till the end you will see that such is far, far from the case, that here is a man who genuinely loves women, but like many of us have been shocked at the vicious betrayal of men by those who are their sisters in the human race. The bitch slapping he gives is one that cries out “Wake up!” This is the reward and payoff.
I have to say, I don’t share his optimism in many respects. The women I see in his book could be clones of many of the women who have crawled in and out of my life over the years, and I fear that even if they did see themselves, they would rationalize their behavior as proper, and few would be aghast at what they saw reflected in there. It is as accurate a description of what feminism has done to poison women as has ever been put to paper, and it is not pretty, and it spares no sensibilities – nor should it. If it did it would detract from some of the sheer power of the writing, power and majesty only possible by the unfettering of sheer outrage and disgust.
The book will haunt you. And you will never regret reading it. If you let it, it will open your eyes, and it will make you take stock. That’s what it should do. That’s what makes it truly revolutionary, and not revolutionary in some pseudo-intellectual and pretentious fashion, but in a fashion that will touch every man from all walks of life. Even those who are happily married.
But help a brother out. Buy the book, don’t borrow it.
by Thomas Ellis ($18.00)
Paperback: 268 pages
Publisher: Rannenberg Publishing (September 1, 2005)
ISBN: 0976261316
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