the reality is that more and more of them are wonderfully adept at programming languages, but have a harder and harder time when I refer to a “coat of many colors,” “the quality of mercy,” or “the road not taken”—and this in New England.
When we do not share a common canon of literature, these metaphors will become anachronisms of a past culture, but now models of communication will emerge with new circles which may not be drawn from geographically common areas, but other shared experiences. The loss of what is familiar to one group may open a space for something more inclusive
