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For class, I have to read this book of short stories, "Don't Cry" by Mary Gaiskill. It is fucking awful.
The first story was all right, but god, I just finished a couple more and this is terrible. It's all whiny bullshit feminism, all, "women are weak and men are mean and sex is all great for them and maybe we think we like it, but really we're ~internally harmed~ by it all and should be all agonized about it all the time or you're not respecting womankind" or some bullshit. One story was so fucking self-insert and pretentious and preachy and I wanted to kill myself.
Because she's a good fucking writer, with these gorgeous little bits about the way this couple eats toast together all specifically in their crappy little house and the way people walked down the streets like grazing animals, it's really good. But then she's all, "Hm, so now I'm going to talk about agonized faces for a really long time and how boys are scared of female sexuality but always win at it" and it makes me want to vomit, it's so stupid and boring.
And apparently, my TA loves her. And I'm all, "Really, TA? I thought you were a decent person, with decent taste in literature, quoting Flight of the Conchords and agreeing that all the forced question-asking business was bullshit." I guess I was wrong. So wrong.
Maybe the stories will get better again, though, I have hope, the first one wasn't so bad and neither was the second, really. These last two were just brutal, though.
The first story was all right, but god, I just finished a couple more and this is terrible. It's all whiny bullshit feminism, all, "women are weak and men are mean and sex is all great for them and maybe we think we like it, but really we're ~internally harmed~ by it all and should be all agonized about it all the time or you're not respecting womankind" or some bullshit. One story was so fucking self-insert and pretentious and preachy and I wanted to kill myself.
Because she's a good fucking writer, with these gorgeous little bits about the way this couple eats toast together all specifically in their crappy little house and the way people walked down the streets like grazing animals, it's really good. But then she's all, "Hm, so now I'm going to talk about agonized faces for a really long time and how boys are scared of female sexuality but always win at it" and it makes me want to vomit, it's so stupid and boring.
And apparently, my TA loves her. And I'm all, "Really, TA? I thought you were a decent person, with decent taste in literature, quoting Flight of the Conchords and agreeing that all the forced question-asking business was bullshit." I guess I was wrong. So wrong.
Maybe the stories will get better again, though, I have hope, the first one wasn't so bad and neither was the second, really. These last two were just brutal, though.