Why Sunili Can’t Read Good No More
One of the many traits (most pretty much all of them bad) I have inherited from my Father is a love of books. I adore them, and the ability to lose myself in a story that an incredibly talented author has created. One of the bestest things I love about reading is that, unlike movies or TV, I have a bit of leeway to imagine stuff on my own too. I like imagining things.
I have been trying to read for pleasure since I graduated last year, but I have been struggling.
Despite the fact I now have the money to buy books and the time to read them, I have been unable to read properly. I try to read, but I don’t get very far. It weirds me out or something, so I stop.
As a result, the Pile of Books I Want to Read on my bed-side table has been getting higher and higher and it makes me sad, because I really want to read these books (I also have a compulsive book-buying habit, also inherited from Father, but that’s beside the point).
I just read a blog post that made me understand why this is happening. It was totally a *light bulb* moment.
Turns out that I picked up a horrible aversion reading in university.
I went to law school. In law school, law students are subjected to the horrible torture of reading law stuff. Which, as I am sure all law students know, is evil.
We did a unit that involved “Plain English Writing”, sure, but everything else we read was not plain. Or English. It was Evilese.
Evilese, aka Legalese (but that term is just way too nice for what is a horrible curse upon humanity), is rife with the use of NOMINALISATION, which Roguish Tei describes as
the removal of a subject from a sentence. Instead of ’she took’, the nominalization is ‘the taking’. Instead of ‘he broke’, the nominalization is ‘the breaking’. Nominalization is the horror that is verbs masquerading as subjects.
My *light bulb* moment was when I went “OMFG! That’s what law stuff is!!!”
Only I didn’t realise that’s what law stuff is because our education system is effed and I only learned about the existence of verbs and subjects and all that jazz when I was learning French, which was about three years ago. Only they didn’t go so far as to explain Nominalization, plus I gave up after learning how to order 4 slices of ham anyway.
So I didn’t think there was anything wrong with the evil law stuff I was reading.
After 6 years (we have a different higher-education structure in Australia, I have two degrees, it’s ok, I’m not a total dummy who spent 6 years in law school) of reading NOTHING MUCH ELSE BUT NOMINALIZATION I started to hate reading.
Reading gave me headaches. It gave me fine-lines and wrinkles that I totally should not have yet. Because I wasn’t just reading — I was trying really hard to figure out what this strange text in a language that is really hard to figure out was trying to say. Because I had to figure it out or else I would fail. And I’m a Type-A Perfectionist Nutjob, and I don’t like failing. So I kept trying harder and harder until I blew up and melted like the Wicked Witch of the West (well, at least, something very similar).
So now I hate reading.
And I’m still working in a job where I have to read legal shite for 8-10 hours a day. So I need to find another profession.
Because I like books more. Way more than law shite.