I am NOT in a Strop!

I give up. This English Lit syllabus is a fucking joke. The texts choose to be abstract and call it art but are too shallow for analysis, the contrasts between them are none existant, the constant emphais on men thinking only with their dicks has me about ready to slam out of each and every class I take and my teacher doesn't have the first clue how to teach Shakespeare! I had more understanding than her when I was twelve.