Wednesday, October 15, 2014

Whilst in the Midst of Midterms

'Tis the season when Ally sadly admits that her mental presence at any given point is largely determined by her consumption of caffeine. It is also the time when Ally volatilely questions the very system upon which her college education is founded. WHO thought it would be a good idea to pack enough information to fill the average adult brain to 150% capacity into a 15 week period wherein students are supposed to (and some even want to) learn and understand and synthesize all that information from up to six different disciplines and then during weeks 7 and 8 test the students' understanding of such colossal amounts of material with at least one paper and a recitation and 5 tests (eh, throw in a few quizzes) on TOP of NORMAL COURSEWORK? I ASK YOU. There is no time for living. We are functioning in a flawed system, I tell you.  A FLAWED SYSTEM.

While I struggle under the weight of this burden of learning, I have a bajillion non-course-related thoughts but no time in which to contemplate them and turn them into meaningful blog posts. But they need an outlet.  So, here is a small bulleted list of thoughts.  *flourishes*

1. This Poem Perfectly Describes My Sentiments on Fall

#robertfrost


2. I'm Thinking of Switching My Major to Poli Sci.
*wards off rotten tomatoes*
Third time's the charm.


3. Kissing vs. Words
I have a question. I am not one of those bloggers that normally asks the readership questions. But I have a question. WHY is it that at the end of every movie people just kiss instead of using words to resolve the romantic conflict?  WHY IS THAT.

This has minorly bothered me during the last few minutes of practically every movie I have ever watched. But it wasn't until I finished the finale of Avatar: The Last Airbender that I crossed the line of tolerance. Because after riding a full three seasons of romantic tension between Aang and Katara, all we got was A KISS.  No conversation about the falling out they had had in a previous episode, no apologies, no setting of relationship boundaries, no nothing. Not even a romantically mushy cliche line. Just a long, drawn out adolescent kiss.  Sorry, but is it just me or does the audience deserve more of a dialogue?!

the only conflict in The Last Airbender that anybody cared about
Oh so Aang defeated the fire lord? DID HE MARRY KATARA??


4. Why Classic Alice Explains a Lot
It has come to my attention recently that in today's culture there is a severe misappreciation of the true meaning of a classic.  The misappreciation mainly revolves around one flawed principle that guides much of contemporary literary analysis: we must love everything.  We must love the books! We must love the characters!  We must love the endings!  Love, love all around!  And if we don't love it, it's automatically bad.  Enter Classic Alice, a new webseries.  A webseries wherein a nerdy, classically minded English major models the actions of classic heroes and reenacts classic stories in her own life.


Let me be clear.  Not all of the actions of characters in classic novels/stories are supposed to be condoned or modeled.  Not all of the heroes or heroines are models of exemplary quality and virtue. There are problems in classic novels for a reason.  A classic is trying to send you a message. Whether or not that that message is intentional, it's a classic because it has that element. And the characters have to suffer for the sake of that message.  The point is that the characters suffer so you don't have to. 


Alas, there is no time to continue.  I must abruptly end this bulleted list after point number four. Until next time, then. A bientot!

Sunday, September 28, 2014

The Banned Books Controversy

Apparently, this week is Banned Books Week.  Or it was.  Last week.  The literary regions of the Twitterverse have been all abuzz with it.  Which is a way of saying that I don't really know what is going on but, between sips of coffee and copious amounts of Aristotle, I've snorted at a few rebellious and passionate banned book lover tweets and then moved on with my collegiate life.

It's kind of ironic that there are actual lists of books that have been marked inappropriate for various age groups or demographics or just anyone.  Because how does a culture of relativism and self-expression which denies the existence of an objective code of moral or natural law come up with a set of standards to determine what makes a book worthy of banishment?


I support the automatic condoning of any book decried as banned by a subjective and consistently changing set of [some kind of] standards [made up by the American Library Association which has no power to enforce the ban anyway]! Rawr!


I'm trying not to get too personally invested in the whole banned books controversy.  It doesn't really seem to be worth the energy, honestly.  The whole movement reeks of arbitrary standards and consequent angsty teenage rebellion (in adults).  But I will say this much.  Leave the kids out of it and don't do this.

Despite the existence of our culture's somewhat arbitrary standards, some books are censored for a reason, especially when it comes to a childhood audience.  I love The Giver, but I don't believe it should be read by the twelve year olds for whom it was written.  I think The Fault in Our Stars is one of the most important books written this century, but I don't believe it should be read by middle schoolers, no matter what John Green says.  The Catcher in the Rye is an incredible exploration of the modern young adult, modern society, and the human condition, but it should not be read by depressive teenagers or even minorly suicidal or unstable adults. (However, I have nothing to say in defense of The Diary of a Wimpy Kid which should be wiped off the face of the earth and from all records of history for the sake of the self-image of any and all present and future children.)  There is a reason you don't read Greek tragedy or Crime and Punishment (or The Invisible Man or Jane Eyre or Wuthering Heights or even Pride and Prejudice) in kindergarten. There is a reason you don't read these things in fourth grade.  There is a reason these books should not be read in middle school.  Some books are censored. For certain audiences. For a reason.

And, really, there are a bunch of reasons why cracking the shells of naive middle schoolers is a bad idea, but for goodness sake don't shove literature down the throats of kids who won't be able to appreciate it just because you feel the need to rebel against society's (or the American Library Association's or whomever's) book ban.  Or because you think it's your responsibility to expose the kids in your sphere of influence to the Real World.  You need a better reason than that.

Because, really.  Who are you rebelling against, anyway?  Why do you really teach banned books?

People--kids--need therapy.  Not exposure to books which are more often than not just as confused as the kids are themselves.

Wednesday, September 3, 2014

How to Show People You're An English Major (without even trying)

I speak from experience, my friends.  I do this without even trying and then I repeatedly and epicly fail number five.  So learn from my learning.  Listen to the words of the wise.

1.  Sport a Great Literary Quotes book tote.

Jonathan Adler Booked Bag Canvas Navy Tote (14x14)
yeah, so I own this and somehow it escaped me how much this screams BOOK NERD


2.  Host Story Time Teas in your dorm room every Sunday.

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a la Kathleen Kelly Storybook Lady


3.  Incorporate bookish quotes into normal everyday speech.

Fandoms, merge!!


4.  Obsessively analyze The Lizzie Bennet Diaries with your other nerdy friends in the front row of your English class and get your English professor interested in watching it while simultaneously making all the other students hate you.

probably. eh, well.

5.  Don't be too surprised when other people catch on. 
Because that defeats the whole dang purpose.


embrace it


Welcome back to school, internet.