Sometime last fall, I thought it a good idea to register for classes during the summer term. I reasoned that a shortened period might be a good time to slog through some pesky required courses, like the physical education requirement (I chose weight lifting. Nice and low-impact on the parts that do not like impact). One of the "choose from the following" courses for my major was also being offered, so I signed up for that, too.
Last term's literature courses reminded me that I do not prefer literary analysis, although I appear to do a decent job of it. This summer term is perhaps showing me that I do not prefer rhetoric, either. At least not as manifested in this first book we should finish up tomorrow. This one hopes that rhetoric will get more comprehensible with prolonged exposure.