Come Sail Away

So. Reading Gulliver's Travels now. Jonathan Swift is my freaking hero. A lot of times, the sheer vulgarity of it gets me, like Gulliver's description of how badly he needed to take a shit. Other times, though, the footnotes make it for me, and reading how some idiot minister in English history is reflected in one Lilliputian or another just makes my day. Hopefully the humorous goodness will continue, though as yet I don't see an overarching point to all of Swift's sharp-tonguedness. (Sorry, it's late and I've had a long day.)