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[sr71plt]

Most literary analyses exist to dust pencil-necked, mullet coiffed perfessers with a patina of relevance.

No, most of it exists to help get tenure for the professor--although the other is a factor--just to a lesser degree.

 

[JAMESBJOHNSON]

No, most of it exists to help get tenure for the professor--although the other is a factor--just to a lesser degree.

I recall my english comp 101 instructor; EVERYTHING had religious tones, to his way of thinking. And if you didnt know this he smacked you hard. All these many years later I still fume about some of those parasites!

 

[sr71plt]

I recall my english comp 101 instructor; EVERYTHING had religious tones, to his way of thinking. And if you didnt know this he smacked you hard. All these many years later I still fume about some of those parasites!

I think I discerned some religious tones in this posting.

 

[LaRocha]

Some of you may know this Author but please do not spoil it.. for those who don't please feel free to critique the passage or point out anything that you notice.


In the late summer of that year we lived in a house in a village that looked across the river and the plain to the mountains. In the bed of the river there were pebbles and boulders, dry and white in the sun, and the water was clear and swiftly moving and blue in the channels. Troops went by the house and down the road and the dust they raised powdered the leaves of the trees. The trunks of the trees too were dusty and the leaves fell early that year and we saw the troops marching along the road and the dust rising and leaves, stirred by the breeze, falling and the soldiers marching and afterward the road bare and white except for the leaves.

Alright, I give up, who wrote this? I'd only guess William Faulkner, but I imagine it's someone who hasn't been dead for fifty years. Probably someone who hits the NY Times for months at a time every time out. Cormac or Angela's Ashes guy? The freshest author I've read is Joan Didion, and she aint so fresh, she's all wrinkly and old. I read all her nonfiction, but not her fiction because her fiction's all messed up.

 

[Stella_Omega]

Alright, I give up, who wrote this? I'd only guess William Faulkner, but I imagine it's someone who hasn't been dead for fifty years. Probably someone who hits the NY Times for months at a time every time out. Cormac or Angela's Ashes guy? The freshest author I've read is Joan Didion, and she aint so fresh, she's all wrinkly and old. I read all her nonfiction, but not her fiction because her fiction's all messed up.

Dude.

Hemingway, Dude.

(Farewell To Arms, to be precise)

 

[LaRocha]

Dude.

Hemingway, Dude.

(Farewell To Arms, to be precise)

I seen the movie. I read the one where the dude can't get an erection and the one where this idiot's trying to fight sharks on board his shitty little boat.

 

[JAMESBJOHNSON]

I think I discerned some religious tones in this posting.

You get an 'A' for your post!