The Last of the Winnebagos {novella}
by Connie Willis
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In this Hugo Award-winning novella, dogs have become extinct after an epidemic, and the Humane Society has been granted extraordinary police powers to protect the remaining animals. As the Society investigates the death of a jackal on a highway, its attention turns to a photojournalist whose own dog was one of the last to survive.Tags
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“The Last of the Winnebagos” sucks. The single biggest negative is that the protagonist is still mourning the death, years ago, of his dog, whose name was Aberfan.
Aberfan.
What possessed Connie Willis to use this name? And what possessed Gardner Dozois to let her? Would anyone find it acceptable to call a pet, even a fictional one, “Sandy Hook“? Or “Chernobyl“? Or do dead Welsh children just not count? Actually, maybe don’t answer that last question.
This is a consistent problem with Willis’ writing (see also: “Fire Watch“, Blackout here and here, All Clear). She is so relentless about maintaining a single emotional tone of loss and show more mourning that she does not care enough about the significance or accuracy of the details. Seemingly, neither did Hugo or Nebula voters in those years.
Having been thrown out of the narrative, I began to question other parts of it. The unseen villain of the story is a sinister quasi-government force called the Humane Society, which has massive powers of intervention to protect animals, in the aftermath of a plague that killed all dogs. There are very valid questions to be asked about the use of coercive force by the American state, but this premise a) trivialises that issue and b) panders to lazy libertarianism. If only the problem were simply that the state was protecting animals, rather than the entrenched power structures of capitalism and patriarchy.
The core emotional dynamic of the story is that the elderly couple who are driving the eponymous vehicle, the last of the Winnebagos, are concerned that they may lose the right to drive it because they have accidentally killed a wild animal. We are also told that they are in their late eighties. Sorry, people in their late eighties should not be driving, full stop.
The protagonist’s own deep regret is that he has no photographs of his dog, Aberfan. A professional photographer, who never took a single photograph of his best friend? I mean, I remember that in the Before Times, when we did not have cameras on our cellphones (indeed, we did not have cellphones), we didn’t habitually take quite as many photos of friends and family and household as we do now. But none at all?
I was uneasy about a couple of other aspects as well – the protagonist’s unrealistic relationship with his (woman) boss, his nonchalant ease of access to other people’s private data – but never mind. The characterisation and descriptions are fine, but once you have been thrown out of the narrative by the above rather major reservations, the tragic tone of the story starts to seem manipulative rather than convincing. show less
“The Last of the Winnebagos” sucks. The single biggest negative is that the protagonist is still mourning the death, years ago, of his dog, whose name was Aberfan.
Aberfan.
What possessed Connie Willis to use this name? And what possessed Gardner Dozois to let her? Would anyone find it acceptable to call a pet, even a fictional one, “Sandy Hook“? Or “Chernobyl“? Or do dead Welsh children just not count? Actually, maybe don’t answer that last question.
This is a consistent problem with Willis’ writing (see also: “Fire Watch“, Blackout here and here, All Clear). She is so relentless about maintaining a single emotional tone of loss and show more mourning that she does not care enough about the significance or accuracy of the details. Seemingly, neither did Hugo or Nebula voters in those years.
Having been thrown out of the narrative, I began to question other parts of it. The unseen villain of the story is a sinister quasi-government force called the Humane Society, which has massive powers of intervention to protect animals, in the aftermath of a plague that killed all dogs. There are very valid questions to be asked about the use of coercive force by the American state, but this premise a) trivialises that issue and b) panders to lazy libertarianism. If only the problem were simply that the state was protecting animals, rather than the entrenched power structures of capitalism and patriarchy.
The core emotional dynamic of the story is that the elderly couple who are driving the eponymous vehicle, the last of the Winnebagos, are concerned that they may lose the right to drive it because they have accidentally killed a wild animal. We are also told that they are in their late eighties. Sorry, people in their late eighties should not be driving, full stop.
The protagonist’s own deep regret is that he has no photographs of his dog, Aberfan. A professional photographer, who never took a single photograph of his best friend? I mean, I remember that in the Before Times, when we did not have cameras on our cellphones (indeed, we did not have cellphones), we didn’t habitually take quite as many photos of friends and family and household as we do now. But none at all?
I was uneasy about a couple of other aspects as well – the protagonist’s unrealistic relationship with his (woman) boss, his nonchalant ease of access to other people’s private data – but never mind. The characterisation and descriptions are fine, but once you have been thrown out of the narrative by the above rather major reservations, the tragic tone of the story starts to seem manipulative rather than convincing. show less
Only Connie Willis could provide such a depth of detail to what should have been the death of dogs and not only made it work but make it work wonderfully.
She started with the weird concept of the Animal Humane Society becoming a black bag operation after all dogs have been wiped out, turning the novella into one of espionage and a murder mystery and an ethical showpiece of who one ought to turn in to save one's own skin.
Deceptively simple, but fantastically complex in execution, Ms. Willis has always amazed me. The writing is fantastic, turning what ought to have been a slightly humdrum if pathos-inducing event into something both exciting and horrible.
She started with the weird concept of the Animal Humane Society becoming a black bag operation after all dogs have been wiped out, turning the novella into one of espionage and a murder mystery and an ethical showpiece of who one ought to turn in to save one's own skin.
Deceptively simple, but fantastically complex in execution, Ms. Willis has always amazed me. The writing is fantastic, turning what ought to have been a slightly humdrum if pathos-inducing event into something both exciting and horrible.
This is a classic Science Fiction story, designed by a master, to bring you face to face with your own insignificance in the Universe.
I remember how young I was when I first read this and not really understanding the impact of the context. As I look back now, it is with fondness and quite a bit of sentimentality for days gone by.
I remember how young I was when I first read this and not really understanding the impact of the context. As I look back now, it is with fondness and quite a bit of sentimentality for days gone by.
A long, sad meditation on extinction. I think this might have been the first Connie Willis I read. It continues to impress me decades later
After a virus has killed all of the dogs on Earth, the Humane Society (“The Society”) has been given the power to prosecute and punish anyone who, even accidentally, harms an animal. The government has started putting walls around highways, tracking vehicles with videocameras, and banning recreational vehicles from the roads.
After a photojournalist stops to report a dead jackal on the highway, he becomes involved in The Society’s investigation. During the process he meets an elderly couple who claim to own the last Winnebago, and he visits the woman who accidentally killed his own dog, one of the last to survive, 15 years earlier. Along the way, he keeps hoping to get a candid photo that will show, through its owner’s face, one show more of these beloved dogs who’ve been lost.
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After a photojournalist stops to report a dead jackal on the highway, he becomes involved in The Society’s investigation. During the process he meets an elderly couple who claim to own the last Winnebago, and he visits the woman who accidentally killed his own dog, one of the last to survive, 15 years earlier. Along the way, he keeps hoping to get a candid photo that will show, through its owner’s face, one show more of these beloved dogs who’ve been lost.
The Last of the Winnebagos, which won both the Hugo and Nebula Awards ... Read More:
http://www.fantasyliterature.com/reviews/the-last-of-the-winnebagos/ show less
The best of Connie Willis : award-winning stories
- EL ÚLTIMO DE LOS WINNEBAGO (****): Dave, fotoperiodista, va camino de entrevistar a unos ancianos que poseen la última Winnebago, una autocaravana. Estamos a principios del siglo XXI y la mayoría de estados norteamericanos han prohibido este tipo de vehículos, por lo que están en extinción, y es que ahora todo son multivías. Otro hecho importante es que los perros se han desaparecido a raíz de una epidemia. Mientras conduce hacia su destino, Dave ve un chacal muerto, lo que le trae infaustos recuerdos de su querido perro Aberfan, muerto hace unos años, y que fue uno de los últimos perros que todavía vivían. Dave se siente obligado a llamar a la Sociedad Humana para denunciar el atropello del chacal, un hecho muy penado. A show more partir de este hecho, todo se desencadena.
Este es un relato largo que empieza de una manera y acaba de otra, y que está perfectamente escrita. Estoy totalmente de acuerdo con el prólogo:
"Si cualquier lector que haya tenido o tenga un perro, o ame los perros, no se emocina profundamente ante esa evocación de un agonizante Aberfan lamiéndole la mano a su dueño, es que tiene el corazón como una piedra."
- ENEMIGO MÍO (*****): Leí este relato hace muchos años y la sensación de maravilla que me dejó, cómo trata los personajes, con qué "humanidad". Sin duda, todo un clásico que no debería faltar en la biblioteca de todo aficionado al género. show less
Este es un relato largo que empieza de una manera y acaba de otra, y que está perfectamente escrita. Estoy totalmente de acuerdo con el prólogo:
"Si cualquier lector que haya tenido o tenga un perro, o ame los perros, no se emocina profundamente ante esa evocación de un agonizante Aberfan lamiéndole la mano a su dueño, es que tiene el corazón como una piedra."
- ENEMIGO MÍO (*****): Leí este relato hace muchos años y la sensación de maravilla que me dejó, cómo trata los personajes, con qué "humanidad". Sin duda, todo un clásico que no debería faltar en la biblioteca de todo aficionado al género. show less
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Connie Willis lives in Greeley, Colorado, with her family. (Publisher Provided) Connie Willis was born on December 31, 1945. She graduated from Colorado State College in 1967. Her first story, The Secret of Santa Titicaca, was published in Worlds of Fantasy in 1971. After receiving an NEA grant in 1982, she left her teaching job to become a show more full-time writer. Her works include Doomsday Book, Lincoln's Dreams, Bellwether, To Say Nothing of the Dog, Fire Watch, Blackout, and All Clear. She has received 10 Hugo Awards, 11 Locus Poll Awards and 6 Nebula Awards. In 2009, she was inducted into the Science Fiction Hall of Fame. (Bowker Author Biography) show less
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- The Last of the Winnebagos {novella}
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- Le dernier des Winnebago
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- 1988-07
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