Frustration

I have skimmed my mind for good topics to be discussed here, but since I have a cold nothing honestly is surfacing. So instead I'm going to rant about how my Literature class is going. Today we ended our section on the search for the ideal society. The two books that we had to read for this was Gulliver's Travels by Jonathan Swift, and Eye of The Heron by Ursula Le Guin. One obviously being a 17th century writer, and the other is modern. Both books reflect different societies, but I did not have trouble with either of these books. The trouble came when the 2nd group of presenters discussed the topic. See in Lit class we have to pick a section to do group work with. I was a part of the first group to go. We have to choose a book that relates to the section and then present it to the class.

The book that the second group choose was called A Brave New World by Aldous Huxley. It is not a happy book according to my Lit teacher. Though the students who were presenting did not seem all that thrilled about it either. They each shared their part of the presentation, but towards the end the one guy took over the discussion questions. He started comparing drugs and cloning to modern day society. Honestly I was more interested in knowing more about the book and their thoughts on what the ideal society is to them. We didn't read the books so they got up on stage and pranced about, giving us a very brief description and then tried to compare certain aspects of the book to us. It just felt like it was an empty discussion because they went off on debated issues that had nothing to do with an ideal society.

It felt like they knew what they were talking about, but it felt so disconnected that it was hard to follow. I hate it when presenters do not make their point concise, clear, and loud. I honestly hope that the next group has more interesting points to make from here on out. Not only that, but the only person offering an opinion in the group itself was one guy who had read the book 3 times.

Needless to say I was disappointed in the presentation. That aside, the rest of the class period was dedicated to talking about The Bhagavad Gita. Which is a part of the longest epic poem ever written. I won't go into religious discussion here, but essentially we talked about Dharma and what it really means in the Hindu religion. That was a captivating discussion. I'm just still surprised that I learned about this sort of thing through one of my art history courses. After class was done I went off to go write a paper for my Lit class (which is due by midnight tonight). Well...one paper down, one to go. I finished it in time, even with the cold that I seem to be getting.

Piece of advice...start your papers early, don't procrastinate till the last minute like I do.