BernardR wrote:Plain Ol Me listed "On the Road" as required reading for High Schoolers.
The biggest piece of trash ever written. A book for morons to peruse.
But the witty Truman Capote put the book in its place. When someone asked him about Kerouac's "masterpiece" he said:
THAT'S NOT WRITING, THAT'S TYPEWRITING!!!
Anyone that reads two pages of that crap will agree with Capote!!
What are the teachers of today thinking when they assign such garbage?
Are they so lacking in leadership and authority that they must pander?
America is the land of the frontier, the covered wagon, Route 66, the road west. To read Kerouac is to read a part of what America is, a rambling nation that has always sought the open road.
Literature must be taught with an eye toward history . . . a philosophy, although that is far too European for some! We can not divorce any piece of writing from the period in which it was written, although many writers transcend their period.
It may be that the open road, looping the purple moors . . . sorry! wrong era, wrong country and wrong continent . . . will become a thing of the past as we devolve into the creatures H. G. Wells wrote of in THe Time Machine. But, until then, let's keep an eye on who we are, where we came from and what makes us tick.