I'm up to the last 20 or so pages of "Moby-Dick." Could have finished it early Wednesday morning. But chose not to bother. I'll finish it tonight. Honestly, the more classics I read, the more I find that at least half (if not more so) don't deserve that status. Yes, the novel portions of Moby-Dick are excellent. The problem is, you've got a textbook on whaling sprinkled in everywhere among the novel, along with chapters that are nothing but nonsense that even a halfway decent Editor who suffered some sort of brain trauma would have cut out. The whole thing reads like a very First Draft. (One in which the author himself didn't even scan or self-edit before publishing it.) The actual novel, along with a relevant couple of chapters to clear up some aspects of whaling, minus the rest of the textbook, minus the chapters on worthless nonsense.... "Moby-Dick" would be 1/4 the size that it actually is. I'm sorry, but the critics in his day were right to pan it. Somehow, in the 1920s, it was first seen as a masterpiece. Several years ago, maybe a full decade now, it was voted by some sort of large organization as "The most boring novel ever written." Well, it's neither. But clearly back in 1850 when it was first written, it needed the help of a semi-decent Editor before it was published. Clearly, whoever was given the novel to do so before publishing it; was a lazy, and utterly incompetent moron.