“The one who did away with the wives.”
“Introduce you to the joys of plague, famine and population decline.”
“Have a train station named after you?”
Ash is a badly named wildly inaccurate Irish woman who speaks and acts like no Irish woman would. Grant’s view of Ireland seems to be from 1850. Ash thinks her blog is of such enormity and news plurality. She prances around lecturing the reader and others on SOCIAL JUSTICE and is wildly selfish and spews populist messages. She and her gang get the chance to cover the democratic campaign of the presidential election of 2040, while they dress in shabby hooker chic, lack dignity and respect and feel morally obligated to be advocates about how they are DIVERSE and how they are great SOCIAL JUSTICE WARRIORS.
I would have no interest in ever knowing Ash but I did enjoy reading a deeper look at the post-Rising world and it is a very different viewpoint from that of the spoilt snotty Masons. This was enjoyable but why does Grant feel it her social and moral responsibility to go on author tracts? This was not an erudite howl as the dislikeable Ash uncovers a simmering swamp of scandal while reminding us she a wonderful and important writer of influence. She is full of disrespect and her so called levity, wit, content and philosophy is annoying. She is just totally impervious to reason and opportunistic.
This was a vast improvement over the dull and achingly conventional ‘Deadline’ and ‘Blackout’ even if Ash is the sort who gets shouty at parties and spews hateful abuse and moral censoriousness around.
“Running around the wilderness harassing the legally dead.”
“Everyone’s afraid of you.”
“Black-market garden supply shops.”