Finished Jack London's THE CALL OF THE WILD. This started off as an endless litany of meaningless violence and brutality, hardly an adventure story at all. I was beginning to wonder if I made the right decision to read what many consider a venerable classic. Then the story came to an end, and what an ending it was, like STRAW DOGS except more explosive proving that when done right violence can be exciting. Everything then, that happened before, as uncomfortable and unpleasant as it was, suddenly made sense and seemed completely justified. Not an enjoyable read for a good long stretch but worth crossing the finish line for.