Ayup. Seriously, you want to tell me this dude doesn't teach "A Rose For Emily"? But, you know, that's Faulkner, and it's a male multi-layered take on the desperation of the spinster. Feh, I say.

(I actually like "A Rose For Emily," but it's everywhere, precisely because it is twisted and titillating and hints at something that catches students' interest because SEX. And he's saying he can't teach Beloved? Screw that.)