You ignoramus!

Today has been strange. I got up very early for a 9am class, which usually makes the day feel extra long, but I've been for two naps. So it feels like I was actually at class yesterday, rather than earlier today.

My class was very irritating this morning. I was awfully tired, but the easiest way to stay awake and quicken the two hours (without break) is just to talk as much as possible - but what's so annoying is that:

A) Hardly anyone else says anything.

B) This gives Gail Low (the tutor) the opportunity to talk AT EXTREME LENGTH, about very obscure postcolonial critics, texts etc, boring everyone stupid. She also finishes every rant with a sort of theoretical question, which is supposed to be for discussion, however...

C) All anybody ever does say when she poses such a question is "yes, I agree". Which is irritating, because it shows they clearly have no idea what she's talking about, and that they have no opinion whatsoever about anything discussed. For example, the very people who were saying last week that they liked the film Daughters of the Dust because it didn't deal with slavery explicitly, and was more aesthetic and poetic and whatever, were saying about Anil's Ghost that it was too aesthetic and poetic and that they'd much prefer if the author just explicitly stated facts about the war, because it "gets them interested" and presumably is less confusing for them because they don't have to deal with subtext, symbolism and all that jazz.

Which is ridiculous! Why even take English, why not take journalism? If you're so interested in completely factual accounts, better to stick to factual writing, rather than bother with people who try and reimagine something in a creative way - heaven forbid that an author should have an individual creative vision. 

It should really annoy me that people are stupid and apathetic, but it makes listening to their opinions both difficult and extremely dull. 

But anyway, enough ranting about nonsense, here's the Black Keys:



Started listening to them again this morning after a long break. It's nice to occasionally step back from a band that you probably listen to too much, makes you appreciate them more. 

I'd like to post a painting, or a poem, or something, because I feel the high art/low are balance is started to get a little... well, unbalanced. But it's hard to think, as I'm reading Half of a Yellow Sun at the moment, rather than any poetry or books about art or whatever. So instead, I urge you to check out Heather's blog, as she posted some lovely photographs this morning when she was too tired to do any work.

And check out Ed's for a picture of me and Heather eating breakfast.

Toodle pip!

Edit: I just saw Matthew's blog and I was reminded of this:

Wet weather music.