The Handmaid's Tale by Margaret Atwood (Revisited)
This is
my second reading of The Handmaid's Tale
and it's been almost four years since the first time around. I felt a need to
return to this book and this story. Maybe because of the current politics.
Maybe because I needed to realize what real-life horror could be. Maybe the
furor around the TV adaptation influenced me. I'm not sure exactly why but I
needed to reread this book. And so I did. This story was just as powerful and
unsettling the second time around.
This is
the story of Offred. But it isn't just her story. It's the story of all the
women in the Republic of Gilead who have no rights, no jobs, no money and a
life completely determined by the men around them. Offred is a Handmaid. She
has been sent to the Commander with only one purpose: to bear a child. In the
time before she was married, had a child, had a job and her own bank account.
But all of these things have been taken from her. All of the women must now
serve a purpose to men and to society. There are the Wives who wear Blue, The
Marthas who wear green and do service work around the house and the Aunts who
train the Handmaids. Women are not allowed to read. The stores that women
frequent have pictures so as not to tempt the women to read. This is the world
Offred knows now. She remembers the time before but is helpless to make any
change or to escape. Offred, the Commander, his wife and the Republic of Gilead
with its wall where bodies hang and secret rebel organization exist is the
shadows.
Spoilers are coming.
This is
the kind of story that can send chills up and down your spine. Because it is
both a world you fear and a world that you can easily envision. Offred could be
anyone. Her day to day life before could be reminiscent of anyone's life. And
yet here she is now with nothing. Her body used as a ritual to further the
means of those who hold her captive. This society is representative of male
dominance and women subservience in every since of the world. It has a very
biblical undertone that is used as means of control. There is a sense of
defiance but the hope in it is fleeting. There is no proof of success, only its
undercurrent. And here we have a story of a world that has passed and what has
come after. A world where your identity is stripped and you can't even speak
your real name.
If you
ever want to know what I am afraid of, read this book. This type of story is
exactly what terrifies me. Women unable to control their own destiny. I imagine
that this kind of world could indeed happen and in many ways it would feel like
Atwood was simply seeing into the future. I credit her world building. She was
able to define a world all too black and white, defined by its restrictions. By
making the readers well aware of the few things women were allowed to do she
made it all to clear all of things women were not allowed. Offred was a
character whose mind drifted between then and now, as if trying to hold on to
the world she couldn't leave behind. Images of her daughter haunted her while
fear for husband permeated her thoughts. Nothing was settled in her mind and
the drifting back in forth, the stark realization of the now, was terrfying.
Atwood's
The Handmaid's Tale leaves you with a feeling of discontent. We are unsure of
Offred's fate, unsure of what happened in the Republic of Gilead, left to
ponder its very existence. I love Atwood's writing in this. It is both
descriptive and disconcerting. I kept hoping for a moment of relief and was
left wanting. I see those around me who would be complicit to these changes,
who would let the world fall around them if it wouldn't affect them directly.
And I see those around me who would fight and rage against this horrifying
society. This identifying and categorizing of people around me makes it feel
real. I give this 5 out of 5 stars.
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