Some feminist professors are in a tizzy because female students on campuses are interested in a genre called “chick lit,” which concerns itself with romance, women’s appearance, and the allure of family. The feminists view this interest as “a betrayal . . . [of their] life’s work” and seem perplexed that younger readers are not transfixed by feminist literature–such as Sandra Cisnero’s captivating verse about breaking beer bottles over the heads of barflies. However, observers of the conflict between chick lit and feminist screeds conclude that in the end students prefer classic women’s fiction (such as the work of Jane Austen and the Brontes, which predates modern feminism) to both. There must be something about those classics…