. . . WASP picks up where Jonathan Swift and Thomas Hardy left off. With his extended essay A MODEST PROPOSAL, Mr. Swift recognized that--given his island cluster's obsessive class distinctions, rigid caste system and miserly resource hoarding on the part of Rich Fat Cat One Per Centers (many of whom style themselves as "Lords")--the best solution to the Irish Potato Famine would be to substitute toothless shamrock tykes as a main ingredient of the staple English Boiled Dinner. In his thicker tome, JUDE THE OBSCURE, Mr. Hardy went Jonathan one better, suggesting that it was the duty of an eldest child in a struggling impoverished\tenement flats\housing projects clan to help out their loser parents by giving them a fresh start though mass murder-suicide the day the eldest sibling turns 12 (that is, erase the family mouths to feed that are too young themselves to bring home any bacon). WASP's director clearly stands atop the Swift\Hardy shoulders in picturing an unwed mom of four kids under age 6 attempting to clean her plate by abandoning them with no food in the middle of a street infested with murder hornets from noon to midnight. America has many specialists adept at "fixing" cats and dogs who'd doubtless jump at the chance to embark upon a Humanitarian Mission, "hop the pond" and insure that this failed "United Kingdom" propagates no more.
Review of Wasp
