Stranger in a Strange Land

Stranger in a Strange Land starts out in 1960's cheese-style but evolves to read like Dostoevsky…, if Dostoevsky had been alive for that painfully confused decade between the ignorant and intolerant past and the self-absorbed, yet more worldly future. The 1960's was like an adolescent, striving to define itself through new experiences, yet not self-aware enough to shake all of those ingrained, deep-rooted beliefs that had shaped prior generations.

Or, maybe that's just Heinlein, demonstrating his enlightenment through his characters, but missing some of those cobwebby corners of old-fashioned, patriarchal machismo.

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