F. Scott Fitsgerald and Gatspy

So, I'm about three chapters deep into The Great Gatspy in my first serious attempt at being literate since being forced to read Catcher in the Rye in school, which I ultimately ended up liking.

So far, I like it. That is all.

The way they expose children to these borebooks in their formative years, they only guarantee that people have little taste for such bullshit in later life.  I'd rather have crushed granules of glass rolled under my eyelids than read "Old Man and the Sea" again.  The same goes for Hawthorne and Salinger and this Fitzgerald fucko.