This sort of degeneracy flowing from the Humanities departments has brutally invaded and mauled that finest bastion of human creativity: literature. Every work branded as “literature” today needs to conform to the latest politically-correct, academically-approved theory because it will be reviewed by these selfsame academics teaching literature who in turn might bestow their magnanimity by recommending said literary work as a textbook or recommended reading in their courses which students—either aspiring academics or writers—will internalize….so it goes, an infinite chain of politically-correct inanity till nothing of value remains. For example, what “literature” can we detect in an episode of the notorious Vagina Monologues where a woman “examines her vagina with a mirror for the first time?” Or, even more alarmingly, where a six-year-old child says (or is made to say?) that “her vagina smells like snowflakes.” These “monologues” have today attained cult status as high literature. For a complete lowdown on how this literary savagery actually works in practice, we can read how John Dolan was snubbed in Budapest.