Finally this week my impatience with being left out of the The Hunger Games conversation overcame my resistance, and I dove in. As predicted, I didn't come up for air until I had finished the first book. Instead of being depressed, I left this book intrigued. Collins has created a fascinating heroine in Katniss Everdeen, and her quest to survive the murderous Hunger Games makes for a compelling story. But what intrigued me most was how the book made me think beyond the story. The book is fiction, and I never forgot that I was reading a story someone had created. Yet even as I read, I was thinking of how this story reflects of our society. At the foundation of this story is a society obsessed with competition and voyeurism. How does that world differ from our 21st century world where we tweet our every action and spend our free time glued to "reality" television? Are the Hunger Games a metaphor, albeit an extreme one, for our own patterns of destruction?