Bloodlands: Europe Between Hitler and Stalin arrived yesterday afternoon. I'm about a hundred pages and a million corpses into the book, and let me tell you, this is the feel-good family hit of the season. Apparently it takes a lot of killin' to make the New Soviet Man.
The big takeaway lesson thus far is that it's damned hard to resist dekulakization when all you have are pitchforks and hoes. This is why we have a Second Amendment, not for shooting deer or giving the government the right to create a National Guard.
This is coming on the heels of having read the Young Adult TEOTWAWKI trilogy that begins with Life As We Knew It, in which some manner of hand-waved cosmic impact nudges the moon into a closer orbit. Massive tides, earthquakes, vulcanism, and piles of dead people ensue. The book is written as the journal entries of a high school sophomore who is definitely going to miss the junior prom on account of the world coming to an end. It's surprisingly good, and surprisingly gritty for a YA novel.
I'm thinking that by this time tomorrow, I'll definitely be ready for some lighter fare, like a book of knock-knock jokes or the like...