"I think we ought to read only the kind of books that wound and stab us. If the book we are reading doesn't wake us up with a blow on the head, what are we reading it for? ...we need the books that affect us like a disaster, that grieve us deeply, like the death of someone we loved more than ourselves, like being banished into forests far from everyone, like a suicide. A book must be the axe for the frozen sea inside us." -Kafka
Friday, December 2, 2011
Vegetarianism
We talked a lot about whether or not Foer is not trying to make a case for vegetarianism in yesterday's class, and it came up a lot again in this past chapter. (Slices of Paradise/Pieces of Shit). This was the chapter that made the most impact on me: some of the abuse he wrote of that goes on in farms made me sick to my stomach. I think at this point Foer is making a case for vegetarianism. As well as inserting his own opinion even more in this past chapter, he is using a shock value, and it is working. After reading the past two chapters I have no desire to eat meat, and whether or not that type of reader reaction is Foer's true intentions, he has certainly convinced me.
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