![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() ![]() The idea that real young men (and women) actually allow themselves to be that degraded appalls me. Granted, I chuckled here and there at some of the narrator’s zingers, but I felt myself sickened by descriptions of hazing that seem all-too-plausible even when they’re ridiculously over-the-top. As someone who never once so much as considered pledging to a sorority because of my intolerance and prejudice for the people who did, this book sounded right up my alley, but I didn’t like it and only finished it out of latent masochistic streak that forces me to finish any and all fiction books that I start whether I like them or not.īasically, it’s not nearly as funny as the author seems to think it is. Written in the first person, the ghost, formerly a wise-ass, over-privileged 19-year-old, is supposed to give us sardonic, hilarious commentary on Greek culture, the kind that has nothing to do with actually being from Greece. It advertises itself as a sort of dark comedy about the ghost of a fraternity pledge killed during hazing seeking revenge against the cruel, sociopathic upperclassman who murdered him. It was quick (I finished it in-transit on plane rides to Cancun), and it is fiction, but definitely not light-hearted. I chose this because I was looking for something quick, fictional and light-hearted for beach reading. ![]()
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