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- Feb 28, 2013
He's wrong, actually. After several women students dropped the creative-writing class Cho was in because he kept doing creepy shit like getting under the tables to look up their skirts, the instructor, the poet Nikki Giovanni, actually did something really gutsy: she told the administration to drop Cho from her class, or she would quit. In poetry circles, "fame" is highly relative, but Giovanni is famous as poets go. Scoring her would have been a big victory for their writing program, because name writers cause students to enroll just to take their classes.
And so the administration did recommend he seek counseling, but they couldn't, like, frog-march him to appointments, in part because he was a legal adult. So the canard that nobody did anything about this guy undermines Sweetie's entire argument.
He isn't that great a writer, actually. He can string together sentences that are grammatical, but look back at the story about "The Second Mrs. Pecker." Seriously, the character surnames in the story are "Cox" and "Pecker" when he's trying for a serious, Poe-like tone. (Speaking of Poe, I too hope his mom's eye haunts him like the Tell-Tale Heart.) Also, the dialogue is flat-out terrible. And something like 90% of the story is him telling, rather than showing. Even in a "madman's last confession" story, you have to have some kind of action or description, and when he's just flatly describing how she had these affairs and he carefully tried to bring up the subject but she raged at him, it comes across lazy and boring - give us some example raging! The thing about the sister trimming the hair every month or so? That sticks out. Sweets might as well jump up and down waving a flag that says, "I AM NOW FORESHADOWING." The trial is about as realistic as the one in Pink Floyd's The Wall. You might as well just throw in the judge that is literally a talking asshole.
And so the administration did recommend he seek counseling, but they couldn't, like, frog-march him to appointments, in part because he was a legal adult. So the canard that nobody did anything about this guy undermines Sweetie's entire argument.
He isn't that great a writer, actually. He can string together sentences that are grammatical, but look back at the story about "The Second Mrs. Pecker." Seriously, the character surnames in the story are "Cox" and "Pecker" when he's trying for a serious, Poe-like tone. (Speaking of Poe, I too hope his mom's eye haunts him like the Tell-Tale Heart.) Also, the dialogue is flat-out terrible. And something like 90% of the story is him telling, rather than showing. Even in a "madman's last confession" story, you have to have some kind of action or description, and when he's just flatly describing how she had these affairs and he carefully tried to bring up the subject but she raged at him, it comes across lazy and boring - give us some example raging! The thing about the sister trimming the hair every month or so? That sticks out. Sweets might as well jump up and down waving a flag that says, "I AM NOW FORESHADOWING." The trial is about as realistic as the one in Pink Floyd's The Wall. You might as well just throw in the judge that is literally a talking asshole.
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