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This book is a disappointment

Not up to par!I was excited to see the 2001 Caribbean from Frommer's and ordered it immediately. When I received it, I went straight to the Aruba section since we had just booked our second trip to that island for next May. I couldn't believe what I was reading! If you haven't been to Aruba before, the information contained in the 2001 book won't help you at all. It was obvious that the writer hasn't been to the island in some time - I found many of the reviews to be outdated, lacking accurate descriptions and exclusive of many fine restaurants on the island.
In my eyes, Caribbean 2001 has really put a dent in my high regard for the Frommer's reputation. Will think twice about recommending them again....


Mundania

Propaganda

DeSade is Overrated

Large typeNot worth the price.


An unfortunate mix of great photos with substandard text.

Too short

Cute, But Not Practical

Genotypy is destinyThe central characters are a pair of orphaned sisters. Linda Strong is the titular heroine: seventeen, "exactly like Father" in her fascination with wildlife and the natural world, and with "so many different interests involved" that there is in her life "not the time to spare for boys." Her sister Eileen, four years older, is "exactly like Mother," as Linda says: a clinging vine obsessed with boys, with clothes, with shopping, and with making certain that no other woman stands a chance with *any* man while Eileen Strong is around. She is also an hilariously parodic "evil stepsister" character. After their parents' death, Eileen manages the household accounts, and goes around in the latest fashions and $300 coats, with "many pairs of expensive laced boots, walking shoes, and fancy slippers," while Linda has exactly three "sunfaded, stained, and disreputable" outfits to her name, wears shoes "scuffed, resoled and even patched," and waits on table when Eileen has guests.
I don't think it's a spoiler for me to announce that Eileen and Linda are NOT really sisters. In fact, it's given an overdrawn Foreshadowing by the fourth chapter, when Linda says, "It puzzles me ... The more I think about it, the less I can understand why, if we are sisters, we would not accidentally resemble each other a tiny bit in some way, and I must say I can't see that we do physically or mentally."
Later, Linda finds a letter from her father, written before his death, and even before she opens it she surmises that it will tell her she and Eileen are not related by blood: " ... I believe that the paper inside this envelope is written by my father's hand and I believe it tells me that he was not Eileen's father and that I am not her sister. If it does not say this, then there is nothing in race and blood and inherited tendencies."
She's correct, of course, and it's at this point that Stratton-Porter's genotypy-as-destiny motif -- her obsession with "race and blood and inherited tendencies" -- shows itself even more clearly than it did in "Freckles." Because Linda's father was of the UPPER class, the natural elite, while Eileen's mother was of the crude and unnaturally ambitious UNDER class. Her brother, Eileen's uncle, is of this same under class: he's described as "a coarse man who stumbled upon his riches accidentally," and says things like, "We'll eat a bite because we need to be fed up, and I sincerely hope they's some decent grub to be had in this burg." (Linda, of the upper stratum, is given to saying things like "Commendable perspicacity, O learned senior" to her schoolmates.) And despite all the advantages of growing up with a Strong as a father-figure, Eileen has inevitably inherited the basic selfishness, crudity, and crassness of her mother's family.
But while they're of different classes, Eileen and Linda are at the same time of a *shared* class: they are both of what Gene Stratton-Porter evidently regarded as a natural elite of the white. Because the balance of the story is a truly horrifying racist polemic. An entire subplot involves the heroine's school friend Donald, and his competition with a Japanese student -- "a little brown Jap," Linda calls him -- for the top rank in the graduating class. It turns out that Oka Sayye, devious Oriental that he is, is not really nineteen. He's thirty, and has come to the US to take advantage of America's free schooling. Not just to learn English, but -- as Linda says, in GSP's typically overblown speech patterns -- to "absorb the things that we are taught, to learn our language, our government, our institutions, our ideals, our approximate strength and our only-too-apparent weakness."
Not only that, but he is willing to murder an eighteen-year-old boy who threatens his position as head of the senior class.
Other reviewers have suggested that this book's racism is a product only of its *time*; the racist element is called "a rare twist for Ms. Stratton-Porter". This, I argue, it was *not*. The elements of racism, classism, and elitism are, as anyone can see who has read "Freckles," all too typical of GSP's mindset. It is possible to acknowledge it without being required to like it. Stratton-Porter, speaking through Linda, uses -- without the faintest trace of irony -- such expressions as "yellow peril," and "the white man's right to supremacy," and "a mighty aggregation of colored races," and "they are imitative ... [but] they are not creating one single thing."
I give this book one star, only because Amazon's software will not allow me to give it none at all.
ShockedI enjoyed the plot centering around Linda taking control of her life and money from her "sister," Eileen, and I enjoyed the somewhat soapy twists of the various relationships in it.
What I did NOT like was Linda's passionate protests against the "yellow peril," in general the Japanese immigrants-and in particular Oka Sayye, a Japanese student at the school. Linda shames the second-best guy at school when he is bested "by a little brown Jap"-evidently this is awful, huh? (Gack!)
There were paragraphs devoted to describing how non-white races cannot create, only imitate; and it is, shall we say, more than insinuated that there is some kind of racial competition, and that Caucasians must come out on top or the world as we know it will grind to a screeching halt.
Linda's racist generalizations were enough to turn me completely away from the character, to her best buddy Marian. These statements are made doubly offensive by Linda's announcement that her Irish cook and best friend, "is a human being!" Just what was the author implying here?
The racism poisoned a story that otherwise could have been quite enjoyable. If, after this review, you still have any shred of desire to read the book, I advise you to borrow or download it.
Not one of her best works!