I agree with the introduction for the edition of this 1719 novel in that the text is rich for diverse interpretation. It’s at one point a meditation on solitude and loneliness, and also about the things that society owes to its citizens. It’s also a treatise on race, racism, slavery, and imperialism. And mostly, for me, it’s an accidental lampoon on English chauvinism. All of this does not mean that it’s particularly enjoyable to read. This is my second reading, and the reason I picked […]