Tuesday, June 03, 2008

Something There is That Doesn't Love a Beer Party

Given the beating I constantly get from people (none of whom have the slightest idea what they're talking about) for my high regard for Robert Frost (just look up), I approve of this story:

Call it poetic justice: More than two dozen young people who broke into Robert Frost's former home for a beer party and trashed the place are being required to take classes in his poetry as part of their punishment.


All that's left is to cane the Tchaikovsky-haters, and I can rest easy.

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