Diary of a Psychopath?
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OK so I read Camus' "The Stranger" a few days ago and I've been mulling it ever since. Was there a point to writing this story, other than to show the emptiness of a lunatics life?
I'm not trying to trash the book. It's just that when I read the reviews, I was led to believe that there would be something profound about the book, that it would say something about the time period it was written in, or the philosophy of the author.
Instead I found a guy who is the embodiment of 'no fucks given' who agrees to help meddle in situations that are none of his business just to watch the drama unfold, and who kills a man, then shoots him an additional 4 times after that because 'the sun was in my eyes.'
I'm not as cultured or erudite as some of you /lit/ fags, so please, tell me what I'm missing from this book.
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Destroy me /lit/.
Small patches of blue could be seen by the window. It was raining, but there were no rainbows. The bad asphalt rattled Jerky’s bones, he did not appreciate it. He was going to meet Dr. Sjambones, a respected member of Sts. Patrick hospital and occasional morphine dealer. Their relationship had been going on since 87 when Paul Anderson, aka Jerky, got his heart teared apart by (I’m paraphrasing) “the finest piece of ass in my creative writing class”, devasted as it is by the trials of a young break up he decided to take onto his hands a new type of ticking bomb, opiates.
Some would say it was a hasty movement of his, trying to sink in the same ball park as some of the literary giants who hang around his bedroom wall. I’ll say that’s bollocks! Young Paul knew exactly what he was getting into when he picked up the phone, and breathing heavily, asked for an appointment. ‘Three thirty’, said the voice on the other end. Now he’s sitting inside an empty bus gazing idly as the cars, persons and remaining minutes pass, he brought a book but can’t read, his mind still boiling the last remarks he had to hear. A piece of ass being an asshole, how about that for metafiction huh Professor?
Am I the only one here who finds these sort of books bullshit?
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>Uses examples of that 0.001% of people who became rich and world-famous after pursuing their passions
>That's like using the example of "Mr. Jenkins went gambling. He ended up winning jackpot, so you should try gambling too too."
>Never mentions the 90% that ended up serving coffee at Starbucks by going to art school, etc
>The truth is some people just ended up rich pursuing their passions, in the same way that some people are just born into upper-class families
>A number of the people who succeeded in pursuing their passions are already from rich families, so even if they failed to find a job, they are still rich so it doesn't matter
>Only in one paragraph do they say that you may end up in a job that pays less by pursuing your interest. Such bias.
>In other words this is just bullshit
>Buying these sort of books is just helping someone to guarantee his success by pursuing his passion (the author by writing books) instead of yours