Spent the entirety of Babel going "omg this reminds me of this" and the thing it reminds me of is a long list of jstor articles I've read at some point.

I enjoyed the book but I think I enjoyed it more because it wasn't anything new conceptually to me. I think it's an excellent tool for getting people to confront their relationship with colonialism and its violence, but with that comes the stages of grief. If you have never or never fully confronted this, sometimes you do need a moment to catch up.

If this book confronts you, I think reading it again after you have come to the acceptance stage of your relationship with colonialism enhances the ability to enjoy the book because you spend the entire time going "oh my god so true Rebecca"