Sorry, Piggy.
Coffee, MR James short stories are good Christmas reads.
59. Start Fall, by Cynthia Harrod-Eagles
Another police procedural. She doesn't do anything fancy with it, just follows the rules of the genre. No ridiculous endings (I'm looking at you, Sophie Hannah). Enjoyable repartee between characters. Satisfying for what it is.
Currently on Why I'm No Longer Talking to White People about Race, by Reni Eddo-Lodge and so far rather underwhelmed. Chapter 1 is a brief canter through black British history, fine as far as it goes, although rather basic. What galls me is when she said that until she started looking for this information, she didn't know it, so she was "kept ignorant". This smacks of the worst kind of Millennial attitude (no, not all of them!), expecting to be passive recipients of knowledge without having to make the slightest effort. It's all out there - her bibliography is a mere 14 books, indicating that you don't need to do a major trawl through the literature to find out this stuff. If she'd picked up one relevant book or watched one documentary, she would have discovered everything she relates in chapter.
Chapter 2 is a lucid explanation of structural racism, and she makes some good points, but there is also a lot of over-simplification. She gives the example of a young black boy starting school with high hopes, only to have worse outcomes at each stage. If she had disaggregated the statistics (distinguishing east Asian/SE Asian/Black African/Afro-Caribbean), it would have been clear that structural racism, while undoubtedly a factor, is not the only factor.
So far, it's at the level of a perfectly decent undergraduate dissertation, which is fine, but it's not the dazzling tour-de-force it seems to be perceived as. And I'm aware that I might sound like a defensive bigot and intellectual snob by saying all that. I just a feel Emperor's New Clothes about it.