(they forced us to read J.M. Coetzee's Disgrace in college)
UGH.
I tried to block out most of that "non genre" genre gritty pretentious wine liberal slop, but for some reason (probably because the professor decided to spend a week of class time exhaustively delving into it) a particular short story called "Why Don't You Dance?" was like his favorite work of all time and its only mercy was that it was so short... but six hours of class time delving into the boomerriffic ennui may have been the start of my decision of "I've decided I don't like boomers and their values and ideology are as toxic as the lead in their brains" since then.
UGH.
I tried to block out most of that "non genre" genre gritty pretentious wine liberal slop, but for some reason (probably because the professor decided to spend a week of class time exhaustively delving into it) a particular short story called "Why Don't You Dance?" was like his favorite work of all time and its only mercy was that it was so short... but six hours of class time delving into the boomerriffic ennui may have been the start of my decision of "I've decided I don't like boomers and their values and ideology are as toxic as the lead in their brains" since then.