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Chapters (72)
  1. Cover
  2. Dedication
  3. Epigraph
  4. Anishinaabe Terms and Pronunciation Guide
  5. CHAPTER 1
  6. CHAPTER 2
  7. CHAPTER 3
  8. CHAPTER 4
  9. CHAPTER 5
  10. One Year Later
  11. CHAPTER 6
  12. CHAPTER 7
  13. CHAPTER 8
  14. CHAPTER 9
  15. CHAPTER 10
  16. CHAPTER 11
  17. CHAPTER 12
  18. CHAPTER 13
  19. CHAPTER 14
  20. CHAPTER 15
  21. CHAPTER 16
  22. CHAPTER 17
  23. CHAPTER 18
  24. CHAPTER 19
  25. CHAPTER 20
  26. CHAPTER 21
  27. CHAPTER 22
  28. CHAPTER 23
  29. CHAPTER 24
  30. CHAPTER 25
  31. CHAPTER 26
  32. CHAPTER 27
  33. CHAPTER 28
  34. CHAPTER 29
  35. CHAPTER 30
  36. CHAPTER 31
  37. CHAPTER 32
  38. CHAPTER 33
  39. CHAPTER 34
  40. CHAPTER 35
  41. CHAPTER 36
  42. CHAPTER 37
  43. CHAPTER 38
  44. CHAPTER 39
  45. CHAPTER 40
  46. CHAPTER 41
  47. CHAPTER 42
  48. CHAPTER 43
  49. CHAPTER 44
  50. CHAPTER 45
  51. CHAPTER 46
  52. CHAPTER 47
  53. CHAPTER 48
  54. CHAPTER 49
  55. CHAPTER 50
  56. CHAPTER 51
  57. CHAPTER 52
  58. CHAPTER 53
  59. CHAPTER 54
  60. CHAPTER 55
  61. CHAPTER 56
  62. CHAPTER 57
  63. CHAPTER 58
  64. CHAPTER 59
  65. CHAPTER 60
  66. CHAPTER 61
  67. CHAPTER 62
  68. CHAPTER 63
  69. CHAPTER 64
  70. CHAPTER 65
  71. ACKNOWEDGMENTS
  72. RESOURCES

“There’s the squirrel!” Bugz yelled. Feng yelped. “Your best friend!” Bugz pushed Feng out of the way and sprinted back to the front door. Feng followed closely behind her. Neither stopped running until they’d left the trailers, cleared the chain-link fence, and run a hundred yards back down the bush trail.

CHAPTER 25

Feng caught his breath as he and Bugz slowed to a stroll.

“I showed you something cool,” Bugz said. “So now you have to tell me something.”

“Okay.” Feng hesitated. “Shoot.”

“Why are you part of Clan:LESS?”

“Because they’re the best. Everyone wants to be a part of Clan:LESS.”

“I don’t.”

“But you can’t.” Feng sounded defensive.

“Even if I could join your little boys club, I wouldn’t. It’s just a bunch of losers who try to make themselves feel big by putting other people down.”

Feng noticed Bugz attempting to compose herself. “Everyone’s so sensitive now,” he said. “We’re just having fun.”

“Sensitive? Meanwhile, you’re the ones who act like the biggest victims of all. As if men have it so hard. It’s gross.”

“It is hard to be a man now,” Feng said. His shoulders felt more tense than usual.

“Even if you believe that, why join them?” Bugz angled her head. “Clan:LESS is the worst of the worst of the neo-alt-right. You make it impossible for women to play the game. You harass us, kill our ’Versonas, say gross things about us. I only survived because I can beat you.”

“You didn’t beat us. We’re regrouping.”

“Oh, give it up.”

“Clan:LESS isn’t all bad.”

“It doesn’t even make any sense that you joined them in China.”

“Now you’re being racist.”

“They’re white supremacists!”

“No, and you’re being racist for assuming someone in China can’t join this global movement.” Feng replayed in his head all the times his clanmates had said racist things to him or in front of him, while Bugz stood by him, silently. The changing light indicated the sun was past noon somewhere far beyond the trees. Feng snapped out of it. “Well, maybe some of them are racist, but that exists everywhere.”

“No, it doesn’t.”

“Well, that’s just a few bad apples. Our real mission is to teach men to be strong.”

“Real strength is kindness, it’s compassion, it’s caring about how other people feel.”

“Look at history. For a long time China was weak, but now we’re strong—the most powerful country in the world. And the West: first it was strong, but then it started apologizing for itself, and now it’s in decline. So maybe being a man, or being strong, is due for a comeback.” Feng’s appearance conveyed his conviction. “That’s what Clan:LESS is.”

“It just seems like overcompensating. Seriously, would anyone ban women if they weren’t afraid of them?”