Note: I was totally and completely spoiled by the wonderful English professor that I had at ORU, from whom I took 3 amazing courses.
I recently complained about my English professor’s interpretation of Rossetti’s “Goblin Market.”
This guy is unbelievable.
Our latest study is a play by the modern British playwright Caryl Churchill, who I will not link because I would like for this blog to remain “family-friendly.”
This work was offensive at best, and revolting and vulgar at worst.
I realize that there is a lot of this type of literature out there. I also realize that some of it is good.
I also know that there is a lot of great modern British literature out there that is very clean, very well written, and very thought-provoking.
Two of the modern “British” writers we discussed weren’t even from England. One was from Ireland, which I’ll excuse because I consider it all to be part of GB. However, one was American. AMERICAN! We studied an American writer in a British literature course. Ugh! I wanted to scream. All of the great British writers we passed over so that we could study a mediocre American playwright. Plus, if he was going to insist on adding an American writer, there are far better he could have chosen from than T. S. Eliot.
Anyway, now I’m basically just ranting.
One more week . . . I can make it one more week.