It’s the end of the world as we know it and I feel fine…

I most often read non-fiction; stories about societies or individuals in times of strife, war, anarchy, disease, and pestilence. I am often humbled by the civility and dignity that these individuals and groups maintain when the proverbial ca-ca has hit the fan.  As for fiction, there seem to be many dystopian pieces of work out there that often depict chaos, death, and destruction. And it seems to me that often these are admired or worshipped by a mentality that wishes this was the reality. Comparatives of that norm would be to look at Darfur or Rwanda and ask why one would be happy in that dystopia. Is there something to prove in sinking to the lowest common denominator? Here are a couple of titles that go against that norm.

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