Book Review, Ilium by Dan Simmons
History isn’t mere entertainment. Consequences are deep even if people get confused on wars against privilege and kindness. Ilium is left with so many spelling errors on names relating to gods of the ancient past while showing off an extreme liberal agenda by Dan Simmons, who lived in Colorado upon atheist works published for the benefit of humiliating real-life individuals until irritations set in for our listening or status of dispute. Of course, I don’t sympathize with religions too much. Every created religion involves atheism. Humans speak on terms for right and wrong using different words across the globe only to show bias on religion and atheism, but it’s all atheism. Religion only speaks through bias. Since we tap into different words when attempt is made to express morality and personal feelings, Dan Simmons can be understandable although he seems to make excessive puns on religion and atheism; jokes are presented through his keys despite the fact biological occurrences should be improved on with true morals rather than bias. For instance, a devilish brute is compared to Sandy Koufax as the SNLA channel on TV in my lifetime represents that baseball player for the Los Angeles Dodgers and informs me of the blue-and-white pitcher’s extravagance of kind-hearted athleticism. Dan compares a barbarian to a baseball player. Not only does Simmons misrepresent sports but he also denies morality by confusing differences and similarities between Earth’s athletes, as well as past, present, and future on all matters of spirituality, charisma, and reality. Deceit is common among individuals like Dan Simmons whenever jokes and poetry are combined with history no matter how gross senses in their minds are but, really, I’ve stopped laughing beyond pg. 20. Stories as they are here are useless, vain, and despicable. We’re not exactly talking about Santa Claus jokes; we’re talking about careless history in the making on Dan’s part for anything in reference to liberty, truth, and sensual accuracy of humor on the boredom front. Yes, yes, he reads Hazlitt… maybe with enough staring at those pages Simmons imagines that freedom can actually exist on insults and hurt, or, perhaps if he reads more carefully, he’ll realize atheism in religions is a culprit which can lead to extinction of the human races and I don’t dawdle over corpses upon their filthy airs of destruction; in fact, I believe a healthy scholar would avoid having pleasure on miserable topics and bad kidding only disrupts the flow of imagination for worse. There’s no happiness in death unless you’re a criminal. Laws and rules are given for our sakes of good character rather than apathy as Dan presents within random tales as obscured and messy however readers approach his historical lies. For God’s sake, even Odysseus’ name is often spelled wrong! Horrible mistakes exist throughout Ilium. Take this example on pg. 314 for my one example. “She turned and led them further east down the steet.” Steet? What’s a steet? A whole lot of academic mumbo-jumbo flips around the pages and I can’t make heads or tails out of this complicated book. Simmons fails to appreciate his education. It’s not like I can just warp into his areas of scholastic incompetence through some kind of time machine to endure years and years of struggle within his real, living means. More explanations are needed! Honestly Ilium has been my weekly source of much-needed hatred, for, on my mark I get set and go to read this promising hardback just to later get slapped in the face from Dan’s stupidity of casual performance. This book reminds me of a bad story I wrote. Geesh! At least I wrote it with disinterested independence and plausible doubts.
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