Y: The Last Man, Vol. 1: Unmanned by Brian K. Vaughan Download (read online) free eBook .pdf.epub.kindle

Y: The Last Man, Vol. 1: Unmanned (Y: The Last Man, #1)

“Y” is none other than unemployed escape artist Yorick Brown (his father was a Shakespeare buff), and he’s seemingly the only male human left alive after a mysterious plague kills all Y-chromosome carriers on earth. But why are he and his faithful companion, the often testy male monkey Ampersand, still alive? He sets out to find the answer (and his girlfriend), while runni
Shelby *trains flying monkeys*

Yorick Brown is that guy who can’t hold down a job. Plays with magic..and he is the last man on earth. Something has killed off everything male on the planet. He and his pet monkey are all that’s left.

Now gangs of women called the Amazons, a bunch of Republicans and his brainwashed sister Hero are all wanting a piece of Yorick.

Either to kill him or mate him. He just wants to find his fiance in Australia.
This was a fun book. I thought it was going to go very political but quickly became a fun

Yorick Brown is that guy who can’t hold down a job. Plays with magic..and he is the last man on earth. Something has killed off everything male on the planet. He and his pet monkey are all that’s left.


Now gangs of women called the Amazons, a bunch of Republicans and his brainwashed sister Hero are all wanting a piece of Yorick.


Either to kill him or mate him. He just wants to find his fiance in Australia.
This was a fun book. I thought it was going to go very political but quickly became a fun book.


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Brad

Dec 22, 2011

rated it
it was ok

Recommends it for:
The Fool on the Hill

So there’s this thing that happens in post-apocalypse stories that I need to talk to you about.

You know how in a zombiepocalypse story we occassionally receive hints that it might be better for the women to stay safe so they can make babies? Usually it’s only hints, and the male characters don’t seem to want to offend the post-feminist sensibilities of the women, so instead the women tote guns and put their wombs at risk of becoming a zombie-buffet. But everyone gets along-ish, and there are us

You know how in a zombiepocalypse story we occassionally receive hints that it might be better for the women to stay safe so they can make babies? Usually it’s only hints, and the male characters don’t seem to want to offend the post-feminist sensibilities of the women, so instead the women tote guns and put their wombs at risk of becoming a zombie-buffet. But everyone gets along-ish, and there are usually plenty of women and men, so it doesn’t seem like fertility is the most important concern.

Or you get the big, bad group of fascist men trying to turn some poor girl into a “breeder” for the new human race, but she tends to rise up, spank their patriarchal asses, escape with her girl power intact, and hook up with some nice guy with whom she’s fought for survival.

And in the bleakest of apocalypses there’s no hope anyway, so who gives a shit about procreation? Everyone’s dead or dying, cannibalism is running rampant, society has failed, and humans are doomed to extinction. The best the survivors can do is keep hiking down some road to whatever is further down the road with the world as nothing but the road.

But I’ve totally fucking had it now that I’ve read Y: The Last Man. This book really pisses me off to no end.

I’m fine with the Amazonian self-mutilators (I can buy an angry, post-apocalyptic group of violent women). I am willing to suspend my disbelief that Yorick and his monkey make it through the manpocalypse as the only surviving Y chromosomes. I’ll yawn and tolerate the Yankee setting of yet another apocalypse. I’ll cringe but cope with yet another bad ass, dreadlocked, African-American woman who’s the most capable and violent person around. I’ll even believe that spindly little Yorick can pass as a woman as long as he has his gas mask on.

But what I won’t believe, what I won’t buy, where I won’t suspend by disbelief, where I am not fine is with the idea that Yorick would ever, EVER, be allowed to wander around the winter of homo sapienism with one body guard, risking his testicles for some stupid, pointless, selfish, idiotic search for the love of his life and his sister. His sperm, and Ampersand’s, would be the most important substances known to womankind (not because he is a man but because of sheer practicality). He would be protected whether he liked it or not. He would be imprisoned. His sperm would be used to impregnate. It would be used to find an immunity for future boys. It would be used for the survival of homo sapiens. Period.

I heard this book was really great — a must read graphic novel. At best it is okay … if you look past the idiocy of Yorick’s wanderings, his insufferable smarminess, that stupid fucking monkey, and the poorest characterizations of women you’re ever likely to see. Why two stars then? Because it isn’t quite as bad as the Luna BrothersGirls — though it is damn close.
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