As someone who is unintelligent, poorly-read, and apathetic about learning, I might have a unique perspective to offer. Reading critically does not come naturally to me, and I employ not one, not two, but effectively a whole continuum of modes when I read, from very passive (for example, when I read the weather forecast) to very active (for example, when I read mathematics). It is routine for symbolism, allusions, and the significance of the text for lesbians under anarcho-socialist power structures to fly right over my head (the horror! the horror!), while I still manage to enjoy what I'm reading (one of the blessings of such a feeble mind). One time, I read a whole tragedy without even once looking at the app. crit., and I liked it.Quote:
Originally Posted by jon1jt
As far as I'm concerned, since I paid for the book, and I'm spending my own leisure time, I'm pretty much Supreme Monarch as far as the book is concerned. If I want to read the Peanuts without picking up on the influence of post-modern thought on Charles Schultz, that's what I'll do. If I didn't catch every allusion to Shakespeare in Absalom! Absalom!, that's just too bad for Faulkner; I might come back and reread it and catch some more, or I might not; I might never read Faulkner again (bwahahahaha!). I don't know which is better, War and Peace or Les Miserables; it doesn't even matter all that much to me, and I still enjoyed reading them.
Pity me! (or envy me!)
