Confederacy of Running out of Jokes to Make out of the word "Confederacy"

Except they actually were a Confederacy of Dunces...

From the title, you can tell that this joke is getting stale. Well, good news. After this one, you'll only have to suffer through one more post. At this point, I'm a little more than halfway done with this book, and the conclusion is that... It's pretty good. Though this next section of the book has had a little less bestiality, the pretentiousness level (of Ignacius) and the hilarity level (of the book) remains the same. So, without any more time-wasting, let's talk about this confederacy of ridiculousness.

Where we last picked up, Ignacius was depressed because he lived with his mother, was aroused by his dog, and couldn't get a job. Wow has that not changed. Ignacius finally got around to applying for a job and of course, was rejected.
This of course, did not deter him from finally getting to why the book is called "Confederacy Of Dunces". It is because he considers everyone else a Dunce and considers the very Earth a

Living with your mom is cool again!

Confederacy of Dunces. Wow Ignacius, way to be a dick. Seriously, you are fat, live with your mother, get aroused by dogs, and can't get a job and call us Dunces? How the hell are you still a lovable protagonist?
That's the real question here. Ignacius has very few redeeming qualities yet we still root for him! Is it out of pity? Is it out of respect and fear (It isn't)? Lawd only knows.

Overall, the way that this book has been going, I most definitely recommend it. The writing is long but enjoyable and the characters are exceptionally well-drawn.The only real problem I have is the lack of plot structure, but that is not necessarily a bad thing. Though the book does not really travel anywhere, it maintains its point, which is to be funny and to study Ignacius.

With only about 100 more pages to go, I'm looking forward to starting another book.

Until next time!