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The article references a study which claims that university students have difficulty reading Dickens or Jane Austen. Here's an excerpt of the Dickens from the study: "LONDON. Michaelmas term lately over, and the Lord Chancellor sitting in Lincoln’s Inn Hall. Implacable November weather. As much mud in the streets, as if the waters had but newly retired from the face of the earth, and it would not be wonderful to meet a Megalosaurus, forty feet long or so, waddling like an elephantine lizard up Holborn Hill. Smoke lowering down from chimney-pots, making a soft black drizzle with flakes of soot in it as big as full-grown snowflakes—gone into mourning, one might imagine, for the death of the sun. Dogs, undistinguishable in mire. Horses, scarcely better; splashed to their very blinkers. Foot passengers, jostling one another’s umbrellas, in a general infection of ill-temper, and losing their foot-hold at street-corners, where tens of thousands of other foot passengers have been slipping and sliding since the day broke (if this day ever broke), adding new deposits to the crust upon crust of mud, sticking at those points tenaciously to the pavement, and accumulating at compound interest." I'm a college-educated, reasonably well-read person and this is a rough paragraph to get through. Old idioms, excessively lengthy sentences, anachronisms (what is a "horse blinker"? "Michaelmas"?), etc. Why choose this type of subject matter to draw conclusions from? |
Well for one thing it was topical for it's time, horses have these little black pad things that sit on their bridle (not 'face harness') to keep them from reacting to things in their field of vision that would be to the carriage driver's left and right (horses have a bigger field of vision than non-grazing non-prey animals like people who want them to go in a straight line without being scared). I had to look up Michaelmas (but am glad I did, it's a Christian religious tradition that likely isn't popular today in the US but probably was a bigger deal in Victorian England where they didn't have a quasi-replacement in Thanksgiving).
So there's all that history, a bit of sentiment on the present. And I didn't even touch on why the passage is good, it conveys a scene, mud splattered and smokey, so pretty much exactly what it intends. I'm not even a particular fan of Dickens or Jane Austen and don't go out of my way to read them. But I understand their value, it seems increasingly people do not and that shows their own gaping hole in worldly understanding.
Edit: Autocorrect