She's frustrated and uninspired until she discovers black-market romance novels, traded underground by women left cold by egalitarian literature deemed acceptable in the revolution. Like the child of dogmatically nutrition-minded parents suddenly unleashed in a candy store, Lisa's sober system greedily absorbs the unfamiliar confections and nearly goes into sugar shock. These novels provide her with a long list of adjectives for males, including magnificent, warlike, powerful, dashing, virile, gallant, cynical, fierce and barbaric. Her list for women is shorter, but includes beautiful, frightened and innocent. Lisa has no fear of assault, thanks to a high-tech security wristband.
Love is the wild card.
No revolution changes that. This coed group is nostalgic for battles, makeup parties and the days when men were securely out of touch with their feminine side. With this rich yet rollicking invention, Benard manages to create a new arena for the battle of the sexes, gracefully condensing expansive and debatable sociological ideas into a comical and diverting story. It's philosophy that's ideal for those who can't think when they concentrate. Please read them.