Tyranny of Bliss (Review)
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It is a sweltering morning in late June, and I stand, confused, at the official start point for Tanya Mars's Tyranny of Bliss. Nobody seems to know what is going on. Finally, two young women point at the sign above them, which reads "Hope." They ask me to choose a card from their deck; it reads "Wrath." I am a vice, they tell me; I'll be in the black limousine. The young women then ask me to write, on another card, my own ending to a sentence that begins "In my world . . ." I am stumped. Hastily, I jot down, "In my world, the Green Party wins!" referring to the Canadian federal election campaign, then in full swing. I immediately regret my decision. Can utopia really be that immediate?