Brace yourselves–I’ve come to praise Orson Scott Card (sort of).
This uncharacteristic outburst of charity was spurred by Rany Jayazerli’s lovely article in Grantland, which tells of Jazayerli’s teenage love for sci-fi and particular happiness when he finds a scene in Ender’s Game in which a Muslim boy becomes friends with our hero Ender. Jazayerli comments on an aspect of the book that doesn’t often come up—that Card’s creepy kiddie war school was a multicultural creepy kiddie war school. That doesn’t sound like much, but hear me out. Continue reading →
A quick question to my dear readers:
It’s been a very long while since I’ve read any of the books in the Ender’s Game series. Does Orson Scott Card ever give a reason for why the military geniuses of the time were 10-year-olds? Not just Ender, but all of them? It’s not only the military that’s led by children, the political leaders are children, too—if I remember correctly, Peter, Ender’s creepy older brother, ends up becoming King of Earth at the ripe old age of 12.
Do the characters ever make it past the age of 20? What exactly do adults do in Ender’s world? “Well, I’ve finished puberty, it’s all downhill for the next 50 years.”