I suppose that any book that you are forced to read by a professor or teacher is never as much fun as those you choose to read on your own.
I was forced to read it. I really should read it again sometime.
Bill Finley spews more venom than a King Cobra. I've never been able to figure out why someone with so much obvious negativity towards something chose to make a career by writing about it. This has never made sense to me.