[Picture: Background — a six piece pie style colour split, alternating black and grey. Foreground — a picture of an armadillo. Top text: “ Underclassmen’s summer reading: Hunger Games ” Bottom text: “Foam at the mouth”]
I am not yet an English Major — only a couple years to go! — but I learned today that my high school’s freshman class is reading Hunger Games. What fuckery is this? My class had to read nineteenth century literature, and we did quite well with it. This isn’t to say Hunger Games is merit-less, but does it win over Jane Austen or Robert Louis Stevenson?
No. No, it does not.