Of all the books assigned in English class over the course of my high school career, this is the only one I read in its entirety. I remember relishing the dystopian setting and praising Huxley for his scarily innovative views on what the utopian future would look like, considering he wrote Brave New World in 1932. Naturally, I was excited to pick up this title for a bit of light summer reading, but quickly regretted this decision. Though the dystopian society was everything I remembered and more, I could not get past one glaringly abhorrent character: John.

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