3.5/5
Yesterday, the US Supreme Court ruled against the federal rights of trans children, while keeping in place the surgeries, hormone treatments, and other gendered medical procedures, affirming or otherwise, allotted to (prospective) 'cis' children at cis parents' discretion. It's not a surprise, and the fact that the NY Times is trumpeting that this case will 'set the movement back a generation' says more about how that paper would love nothing more than to see me and my kind wiped out than any sociopolitical historical truth of the matter. For if you think that the court that ruled against abortion but never ruled against slavery has any legitimate control of the definition of justice, I'm afraid you've conflated the notion of legality with a safety blanket. To read this book in the midst of all that, then, a book with multiple trans characters and a happy ending is an exercise that certainly has more than a tinge of a hand reaching out from a raging river to grip the lip of a broken spar to it. And for a hundred to a hundred fifty pages, that was sufficient for me.
However, in the aftermath, I do have to say, this book is an exercise in liberal Americana. Sure, I'm a trans man, and much of this story gripped me in the very marrow of my being. However, I'm also white and live in the US, and this book, for all its focus on a very marginalized sector of this country's population, still felt noncommittally cookie cutter in its South Dakota setting. For South Dakota has the third-highest proportion of Native Americans of any state, and it seems like a wasted opportunity, if not outright negligence, to not factor that into the story, or at least give a side mention of the matter in the midst of (white) anxiety and (white) despair. Cause then one must ask the question of why South Dakota was chosen as the setting in the first place, rather than the LA that the author named as the location of the event that originally inspired this piece. If all there was to it was to rely on generic signifiers of white majority -> empty land -> hunting with guns -> conservative gridlock in order to save time on crafting characters and portraying community, it makes the hypernearnestness of the narrative exceedingly disingenuous. Perhaps not to the point of trans members of the military complaining when they get shut out of participating in the settler state complex, but of a similar breed.
All in all, I'm glad this book came out when it did, as it certainly served as a balm for my emotions. However, I'm not eager to watch the trans movement make the same mistakes that previous movements have when it came to presenting their whitewashed stories to the wider world. Sure, your white skin may enable your flight from one corner of a colonized land to another, depending on how your white politics fall out. But you're not free till we're all free, and flattening an entire state into a set piece so as to tell your 'oh woe is me :(' travail all the more uncontestedly is so 18th century.
P.S. To anyone reading this review in order to gather ammunition for your transphobia/'women's safety'/'think of the children': get fucked.