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A guy I know saw me reading some novel, I can't remember what, and he started chatting to me about books. Now, I'm a book-a-holic, so I LOVE to talk books. He told me that he LOVED Anna Karenina, and told me I should read it because it epitomized love and was an amazing, true view of love.

Of course, with stars in my eyes, I ran off to buy the book.

EPITOMY OF LOVE? BULLSHIT!

Please, please, PLEASE don't bother reading this tosh! It's a bunch of wastefull bollocks.

Here's the gist of it, Anna, ja young Russian woman, relatively recently married to an older, well established man, gives birth to her son. She then falls MADLY in love with with a young soldier, LEAVES her husband, and BABY SON to be with this man! What a bitch! I mean, sure, I can SORT of understand leaving your husband, but to abandon your baby?!?! WHAT???

So then, the rest of Anna's story goes something like this:

"Oh, does Mister Soldier love me? Yes? No? Yes? No? I just don't know! He comes home and gives me sweet sweet loving, but I just don't know if he LOVES ME! I'm so distraught! I'm so weak! I think I'll throw myself in front of that oncoming train."
The End- There, you just saved yourself a thousand pages.

Ummm, huh? How is that the epitome of love? It's the epitome of a stupid woman who can't be happy with the love of TWO men. Some of us aren't even lucky to find ONE good man, and yet she goes and screws up the lives of two? Bitch.

Yes, yes, yes, I KNOW it's just a novel. But I'm SICK of weak women in novels. I mean seriously, get some nads ladies.