The fashion of the Spanish Civil War has come to the English-speaking world. In Drought, an Englishman who is suffering from hysteria comes to the post-war Spain to “feel alive.”

In Spain, the long-suffering hysteric called John encounters an endless collection of the hoariest stereotypes about the country known to humanity. Sullen, inarticulate men obsessed with their honor, pasodoble-dancing coy women with brown legs (the author seems to have some sort of a brown – leg fetish), useless, inept Spanish men, submissive, self-sacrificing sisters, gossipy neighbors, and overbearing, sulky fathers.

The moment the author runs out of these stereotypes, the novel ends.

Author: Ronald Fraser
Title: Drought
Language: English
My rating: 1 out of 10

Turned on the television and saw the judge at Dylann Roof’s hearing blather on and on about how the murderer’s family members “are also victims.” He definitely gave their “victimhood” more attention than to that of the murdered people.

When the judge started on with “we need to remember that the 9 people who are dead are not the only victims here”, I was naive enough to think he was about to talk about the African American community in Charleston. But no, the real victims here are the relatives of the murderer who “found themselves in the midst of a whirlwind of attention.” Yes, those poor little bunnies. Let’s all feel bad for them now.

A smile doesn’t necessarily mean one is happy. Sometimes, it means one is very strong.

I agree that we should not refer to Dylann Roof as mentally ill. Let’s call him “crazy as a loon unhinged freak of nature.” 

Obviously the “crazy as a loon” bit in no way means he shouldn’t stand trial and go to jail as a mass murderer that he is.

Have you seen his photo? He even looks like a total degenerate.