Save Me from the Prognostications of Ignorance
I sat in class today and listened to a fellow student assert, with
that smug, self-assured and confident manner borne only from the
deepest ignorance, the "fact" that literary criticism was dead
because of the Internet. I was about to feel pity for the teacher when
I realized that she, at least, was being paid to be there whereas I
was paying for the dubious pleasure of listening to this simpleton.
Suddenly, I was quite depressed.
