Aww. I don't know why! It's just a bunch of kids dying in horrible tragedies! And look at them all, huddled under the monster's umbrella. What's not to love? :-(
Seriously, I've read a ton of Victorian literature, so this little poem by Gorey makes me laugh. I can't help it.
god, i hate victorian literature. nothing ever happens!
Except that children die.
case in point: bronte
which one? Because Wuthering Heights is magnificent.
yeah, great books. last page: "and the children die." now, why did you go into such great details about genteel life and countryside england only to tell me that the children die in the end? almost as a non sequitur. and seriously, what the hell is ethan frome all about. i would rather read plato than read victorian literature. at least they escape from the hegemony of the metanarrative in plato, while the characters in victorian novels mostly remain complicit in their station. in short, it would appear that the victorians are saying "well, there is nothing you can do." victorian authors and foucault should be friends.
Originally posted by Knifeboy
I appreciate your distrust in the machine that is the medicinal industry
and seriously, what the hell is ethan frome all about.
Ethan Frome is about the consequences of impetuous acts and what we are actually capable of doing from sheer desperation. It's about the human condition.
i would rather read plato than read victorian literature.
Who wouldn't?
the characters in victorian novels mostly remain complicit in their station.
Yes! That's the didactic element in Victorian literature. It's social criticism. It holds a mirror to society and says, "this is who and what you are, flaws and all. Deal."
in short, it would appear that the victorians are saying "well, there is nothing you can do." victorian authors and foucault should be friends.
Well, I'd say it's more like, "there is nothing you can do unless you change your moral compass."
And for noclevername: poopy. I wish it could be better, NCN. I asked my hubby to contribute a poopy joke, but he just said, "Art cannot be commanded."
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We'll fuck standing and we'll fuck then lying, if they had wings we'll fuck them flying, when they are dead and long forgotten we'll dig them up and fuck them rotten.
yeah, great books. last page: "and the children die." now, why did you go into such great details about genteel life and countryside england only to tell me that the children die in the end? almost as a non sequitur. and seriously, what the hell is ethan frome all about. i would rather read plato than read victorian literature. at least they escape from the hegemony of the metanarrative in plato, while the characters in victorian novels mostly remain complicit in their station. in short, it would appear that the victorians are saying "well, there is nothing you can do." victorian authors and foucault should be friends.
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