If you answered “yes” or even “huh?” to any of these questions, be warned: Jane Smiley wrote her darkly hilarious new satire just for you. Were you ever recruited by a campus support group for people seized by an uncontrollable urge to tear up their clothes and braid them into rag rugs?ĭid you keep your vow never to tell any Sigma Chi, Pike or SAE you dated that you once reigned a whole year as a county Pork Queen?ĭid you pledge a sorority because it would teach you how to choose the right shade of lipstick and was, therefore, the “first step to a successful executive career”?ĭid you respond to the dietitian’s survey about your favorite nutrient with a firm, unhesitating “Bud”? Certain incidents of anyone’s college years merit neither recollection nor reflection, but this new exploration of academe’s gritty halls, cafeterias, classrooms, dorms, flower beds, faculty bedrooms and horse barns has an appalling familiarity.
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