




The way Saramago shows how quickly society collapses when fear takes over is terrifyingly realistic. The scene where the doctor's wife pretends to be blind to stay with her husband in the asylum struck me the hardest because it highlights her immense courage and the burden of seeing the worst of humanity while everyone else is lost in the white void. She has to witness the gang leader abusing the women and then decides she must kill him to save her group, which makes her feel like a flawed hero rather than a perfect saint, showing that sometimes doing the right thing means crossing lines you never thought you would cross.

