Love in Exile
The lasting message from Love In Exile is happily not any takeaway tools, but instead the hammered reminder of the vulnerability of structures and places across generations for people to find love in friendship, family, community, and the essential human need to convene.
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What makes Shon Faye’s memoir about love so refreshing is that it resists heteropessimism, and tries to do something more hopeful ... Blaming your failure to find love on capitalism, as Faye does here, feels a bit of a reach to me ... Love in Exile is more enlightening when Faye suggests specific changes we can effect–on an individual level–to make our relationships more enriching ... The best writing in this book acknowledges that we fall in love in a capitalist patriarchy, but doesn’t pretend that women are only ever passive victims of those systems ... Love in Exile is sincere in a way that reminds me of bell hooks’ 1999 book All About Love ... Like hooks, Faye is prepared to mine every experience, and share every hard-won lesson to try to get her reader to love in better ways–even if those lessons are, in their very earnestness, exposing. I find her vulnerability generous ... The end of this book is, crucially, optimistic ... By the time I put down this book I felt hopeful about men, and heterosexuality in general–which, considering I read it in the aftermath of a breakup, is no small thing.
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Beautiful ... The shifts in the book’s tone, between the personal and the political, can be alienating ... Her cluster of negative associations around the maternal drive...can’t help but give the impression that she suspects women, cis and trans, who long for children may have drunk the Kool-Aid of oppression ... In overlooking love itself as the main driver to have children, Faye undermines one of the great powers of mothers both cis and trans–or any parent for that matter–which I’m sure she does not intend to do ... the book’s tonal shifts dramatise the tension between political radicalism and the often messy, contradictory nature of the life behind it. The latter is the book’s great strength for me and, I think, the real source of its political power. Words like 'capital' and 'peasant class' do not capture the heart as Faye’s poetic writing does ... The portrait of the 'pantomime' she enacts under the male gaze strikes a piano’s worth of chords ... The vivid vignettes of her dating life moved me.
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