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The terminator gene

It's funny, I was scrolling through some of my much older posts, back when I was still angry enough to care about stuff like politics and all the wrong, wrong shit that some people feel they can perpetrate on others. So I have to laugh when I feel the same virulent horror and detest for something in the middle of a fairly vapid teenage spy story.

I refer, of course, to Alex Rider. Certainly my favorite spy books (Fleming's not-really-veiled insecurity and misogyny just didn't do it for me...Sean Connery made that character relatable, but that's another bar fight), and coming to be one of my favorite teen series, period. Sorry, Twilight.

Anyway, I've been burning through these books, and just hit the lead-in to the main premise of Alex's next mission in "Crocodile Tears." And what do I discover, but that Alex will be saving us from genetically modified (GM) foods! A topic that has long been near and dear.

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