That a story that demands we define ourselves by our duties of care to each other—not by individual success—should resonate with so many is perhaps a sign that the cultural tide is quietly turning. It’s time to remember that, if our interdependence makes us vulnerable, it’s also what gives us a sense of purpose. 
If we can fix our society’s marriage problem, our literary taste may well improve as a result. In the meantime, we can expect spicy necromancer novels to continue to climb bestseller lists. 
Our duties of care to others place limitations and constraints on our choice of career. But these constraints are, in fact, the path to real freedom. 
We must love mother and child alike: there is no other path to true “reproductive justice.” 
If we love someone, we must be willing to correct his errors. We should fiercely debate, that debate may refine our intellects and help us fiercely seek truth.