Well, let's see. All whitepeople (that's how they're referred to), are evil. Men only want sex, and if they can't have it with women, they have it with cows, apparently. The story jumps all over the place, with flashbacks and flashbacks within flashbacks. With each new paragraph, you have to try to figure out who's talking and when the narrative took place. There are pages of nonsensical stream-of-(I hesitate to call it) consciousness. There are sections that involve characters that don't have anything to do with the main story.

I refuse to believe anybody likes this book. Those who claim to like it must think it makes them look enlightened. This book isn't enlightening, it's just wallowing, and poorly written wallowing at that.