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blamebrampton ([personal profile] blamebrampton) wrote2010-01-09 11:52 pm
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Cultural literacy, I likes it!

I had a strange discussion with a person on the internet (god forbid!) over the concept of cultural literacy. Her thesis was that it wasn't important, that popular culture was more useful, and that no one could agree on what one needed to know to be culturally literate anyway.

We exchanged a number of comments, and she was a thoroughly decent person to argue with, but I can't help thinking that we come from opposing starting positions on this one. To start with, she's literally half my age. But she also went to school all through the period where one text was interchangeable with another, whereas I went to school in the days when you had to learn about great literature before they let you mess around with the other stuff.

And yeah, I do mean great and other. I know this will have some of you demanding I turn in my Credentialled Postmodernist badge, but some texts are better than others. They last longer, they impact more, they're Penicillin rather than Cialis, the Periodic Table as opposed to Phlogiston. To my mind, there are certain texts you should have a grounding in if you want to be a culturally literate person.

The problem is, of course, that the idea of their being 'certain texts', a canon, if you will, has become problematic. Harold 'Groper' Bloom's The Western Canon is often held up to ridicule by people who call it a roll-call of dead white men. But I think that's because they couldn't be arsed reading it. He talks positively about Austen and Woolf, Mary Shelley and not one but two Brontës (though how he could choose Emily over Anne is a mystery to me), among other women, and has a good set from the Ancient world as well as Persian and Asian sources. He is weaker on the Orient, I wanted The Tale of Genji at least, but when he sat down to think 'Who has influenced what we think about literature in the West', he genuinely seems to have done so on the basis of the works, not who wrote them.

To me, the idea that we should not privilege some texts over others is ridiculous. No one would argue that there is no difference between a Skoda Octavia and a Bugatti Veyron, or between salad cream and hand-made mayonnaise. It's fine to like and enjoy trashier texts, Skodas and salad cream, but to argue that they should be given the same weight as their opposing numbers is something I cannot agree with.

And the case is more certain with literature than with salad cream. If you only know salad cream, you don't know how delicious aioli is. But, to use an example given, if you are familiar with Harry Potter and not Hamlet, not only do you miss out on Hamlet, but you miss out on the myriad Shakespearean references and jokes within Harry Potter. And while I think it's certainly possible to enjoy Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire if you have no classical education, I suspect it is not possible to do so without a constant feeling that there are certain levels of the text that are passing over your head. Without the cultural literacy that allows you to do so, some authors are wholly unapproachable: Laurence Sterne, Jasper Fforde and the entire Monty Python output, to start with.

Some people have absolutely no urge to cultural literacy, which I can see as a valid choice, but it cuts you off from a lot of reading. I would argue that you cannot say that you are a keen reader or keen consumer of film and television if you are also avowedly against cultural literacy, because it is like saying that you are a biochemist who doesn't believe in valences. However, this could all just be another sign of me becoming an old fogey.

What about you lot? Especially you young folk? Do you still have that frisson of glee I used to have when I uncovered secret references in texts as I read and learned more and more? Or is that so appallingly 20th century that I should just dig out a corset and start worrying about those commies?

On a final pomo note, Happy 50th Birthday, Severus, and Happy 75th Elvis! May you continue to bring joy to your fans for many years! And happy Real Birthday to [livejournal.com profile] tnumfive ! You're in good company ;-)

[identity profile] sherryillk.livejournal.com 2010-01-09 02:10 pm (UTC)(link)
To me, Hamlet is one of those texts that is practically unavoidable. Certainly, anyone in America who has or is planning on taking the AP Literature exam would have had some course some time during their schooling career that would have had it as required reading. And I feel like that's true for a good many other works as well.

But I guess not everyone actually pays attention and retains that knowledge even after they've been forced to read it. Me, my opinion is that I damn well better get something out of it after spending precious time on it.

Certainly, being forced to read stuff like that doesn't endear them to people which I think is part of the problem... At university, there was a required course called "Conversations of the West" which I suppose addresses cultural literacy directly. But even that failed since most of my classmates were SparkNotes'ing (like CliffsNotes, only free and easily accessible online) the required texts... I'm not sure how many other masochists there were like me who actually read everything but somehow, I don't think there were that many. Gripes about the stuff we were reading were very common and most thought of it as a waste of time since other schools didn't have this silly requirement. Most just tried to get through it as painlessly and with as little effort as possible. I can't say all my experiences were positive (reading the Bible is something I hope never to do again) but there were moments where it seemed worth it. I can still remember cheering and agreeing whole-heartedly to some of the things Spinoza had written and that was pretty amazing.

As to what my family was thinking I was trying to describe, I have no idea. All I know is that it went completely over their heads, no spark of recognition at all. It was pretty sad actually...
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[personal profile] azurelunatic 2010-01-09 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
I was the one, in my high school Bonehead English class (I wasn't motivated enough to stay in Honors English) who enjoyed Shakespeare, understood Shakespeare, and would then interpret Shakespeare, before class, to my classmates.

It was fascinating, and I learned it twice as well for the having to explain it.

[identity profile] treacle-tartlet.livejournal.com 2010-01-09 11:16 pm (UTC)(link)
Hee! I achieved 93% for an exam (half of which comprised questions about Hamlet) having managed to avoid reading the actual play (I have read it several times since). Bless Kenneth Branagh's cotton socks, that's all I can say ;P

[identity profile] blamebrampton.livejournal.com 2010-01-10 02:09 pm (UTC)(link)
I think that this is one of the problems: teaching is often done by people who were bored or confused when they studied certain works, and they convey it. And because things are put forward as 'classics' rather than 'basics', there is also an ingrained reaction against them for reasons ranging from perceived classism through to a willingness to be seen as new and modern rather than backward-looking.

It's a bit mad to my way of thinking, though, it's like not wanting to teach division, because it's elitist ...