MIDDLE BROW TRIUMPH

Post-modernist gobblygookers beware! Yalies, Duke, NYU, UC Berkley-boasting social text credentials with narcissistic egocentric tendencies, used to letting loose at 6 bucks a drink MLA conventions letting the rest eat cake while lauding Kristeva, Gramsci, Baudrillard, et alia--admit that you love your mothers and that middle brow culture still rules after 25 years and thank god the subaltern classes don't live in your neighborhood and now that you have tenure and lament that Last Year at Marienbad never made the AFI top 100 film list and breathe a sigh of relief that you got in under the wire before undergraduates realized cultural studies would put them on the soup line unless they got your job, now is the time to repent. Sneak a read at this book and let those tears come even if it's under your blanket at 3 a.m. Remember those times in summer camp? And since you're getting too old to really get up the intellectual drive to deal with post-industrial, post-McLuhan, post postal mail issues because the younger generation has you beat, take solace your post-angst angst can find an outlet. Now's the time for your tears.