When fishing for treasures in the flood, be sure to throw back the girls.
or something like that. found in the assigned reading; maxine hong kingston's "The Woman Warrior." for gawds sake (SAAAKE!), the professor could have chosen someone like Amy Tan for the Asian-American literature module. blah. i don't think i could elaborate on why i'm confused with this book, however. at times, its too mystical, too confusing. others, i want to say a "cheap political trick" but really, i'm at a loss for words. most of my complaint goes back to the earlier distaste for the lack of TACT typical of most modern political/ethnic writers. i don't dislike kingston, but i can't say i'm too fond of her. if "woman warrior" is any indication of the rest of her work's caliber, then i must, regrettably, say NO MORE TO HER.
though, i must add, her allusions to the People's Party and their bloody Revolutionaries running about willy-nilly, murdering ransacking property-owners got me in a foul mood. yes, i will admit this book is elliciting an emotional response. blah.
oh forget it. i'm PO'ed over a difference in literary purpose. i read/use literature to escape (its mah fix, maaan); the majority of the writers in this class use it for advancing civil rights (WE, THE ALBINO ALBANIAN MARTYRS BRIGADE, DEMAND RECOGNITION!) >_>;; ethically speaking, i can't really take complaint with the intent; its the waste of paper that kills me.
*snicker*
and now i've just realized my thesis; civil rights advocation through literary promotion something something something. now i just need me some data; allocate me some smart words.
FREE SMART WORDS! LIBERATE THE OXFORD UNABRIDGED TWENTY-SEVEN!
anyway. do the local commie-kids understand what a Revolution entails? yes, they probably do. and they're all for it. burgeoning murdering bastards idealists. pfft.
yes, i am, in fact, an elitist.