A droll novel, but maybe too much of a caricature. Professor Fitger is chair of English department at Payne University, a fictional midwestern university. He is divorced, his novels are out of print, and he has retired into administration because he feels he has aged out of writing and teaching. Unfortunately, the provost calls on him to step into a three-week study abroad trip. The history teacher assigned to teach it had to be wheeled out of his office in a straightjacket. Thus begins Professor Fitger's dogged class. The students are hopelessly naive and unworldly. One of them already wants to get out of the class because her ex-boyfriend signed up; another complains on the first day about the fact that they have writing assignments. One student experiences intense claustrophobia and reports that he spent time in youth detention for an unspecified crime; another says she needs to be able to video-call her mother and cat all hours of the day. None of them has any experience of international travel and none of them seems curious about history or literature. When a tour-guide suggests they see a copy of the Magna Carta, one of the students refuses—it is just a document enshrining white male rule.
I think the novel satirizes the students a little too glibly. The essays are all stunningly mediocre and the students themselves astonishingly blinkered. One student writes in his final essay, "Personally, I don't think grammar should count so much in what is supposed to be a writing class" (I love that little touch, "what is supposed to be", as if it is self-evident that grammar and writing are mutually exclusive skills). Another student says that she would tell future students "to find out if the actual class they signed up for is going to happen or if there would be a change at the last minute, like a professor filling in and assigning much more work than the students thought they should have" (of course, if a change is last-minute, how can any prospective student ask in advance about it?) The students are plaintive, lazy, quixotic, disaffected, self-obsessed, and completely insensate to reason (Professor Fitger is not so different; he just has good grammar, age and a title).
I preferred Dear Committee—a lot of the same campus humor but less skewering of students themselves.