This week I read Octavia Butler’s Dawn. This was an incredibly compelling read which displayed a very
unique alien species and culture.
The whole
time I was reading, I kept expecting there to be some sort of extra catch from
the Oankali for saving the human’s lives. Although it was revealed about halfway
through the book that the Oankali planned to mate with the humans and merge DNA
with them, thus mutually evolving their species, I still thought that there
must be some other, more sinister reason for saving the humans. I am used to
seeing aliens as the enemies in popular media, and the usual trope for this is
that aliens arrive with what seems to be good intentions, but later reveal much
more sinister and self-serving reasons for “helping” humanity. I will always
remember the Twilight Zone episode “To Serve Man” as a prime example of this
trope. At any rate, I had many prior assumptions coming into this reading, most
of which turned out to be completely wrong.
The Oankali
were neither “good guys” nor “bad guys,” they were simply… “guys.” Just like
the human species, the Oankali species has its own set of customs, morals, wants
and needs. Just because they don’t align exactly with those of humans doesn’t
make them wrong or bad. I learned this alongside the protagonist Lilith as I
progressed gradually throughout the storyline, and by the end of the novel I,
like Lilith, made peace with the fact that the Oankali weren’t as bad as I
thought they would be. Yes, they were self-serving, but they also tried to
genuinely help humans, and befriend them. This duality made them all the more
humanlike and relatable.
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