The intrepid reader is treated to prose that lifts Rush’s work far above standard journalism ... Rush recasts [Antarctica] as a place that, by supporting teamwork and offering clues to climate survival, has much to teach us about the future.
[Rush's] expertise means that she can have no illusions about the threats posed by climate change, and yet her urge toward parenthood reveals the usefulness of such illusions ... In forging, Shackleton-like, toward new frontiers of the pathetic fallacy, Rush is seeking signs of hope and optimism in our climate future—or, at the very least, grasping for ambiguity, equivocation, room to negotiate on the question of how utterly fucked we all are. She finds what she is looking for not in climate science but in language itself.
Blending these personal stories with her observations of the journey and its scientific endeavors can be tricky and Rush goes even further by adding her concerns about her own postponing plans to start a family by going to sea ... Recommend to those interested in Antarctic experiences and who enjoy hybrid memoirs on unique topics.
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