Oh dear. Margaret Atwood's dad must have been really really sexist. She just feels so very *damaged* to have been born female. I really can't quite grasp what life must have been like when you had to stop everything and bleed for five days a week - before tampons, before automatic washers. I understand that it rendered you incapable of working full-time like a man outside the house, but surely people were able to accommodate women's energy and intellect *somehow*? Apparently sexism was more all-encompassing than I can ever grok. Born in the midwest in 1964, I always knew I could be anything I wanted to be, even though neither of my parents had gone to college. (On one side of my family I was the first person to ever graduate with a four year degree.)
I was a charter subscriber to MS Magazine. I went to an east coast liberal women's college. I was an incorporator of a NOW chapter in my small town. I am a feminist. I'm just not HER kind.
This wasn't as horrible as "Handmaid's Tale", but it certainly had horrible parts. The writing was clever. You could sort of see that she was being clever - the narrator was suspect in ways that they aren't usually in novels. Margaret Atwood knows how to hone her craft.
Southern Ontario Gothic is just not my most favorite genre, I'm afraid. My daughter loved it, but I just couldn't.