Almost nothing important that ever happens to you happens because you engineer it. Destiny has no beeper; destiny always leans trenchcoated out of an alley with some sort of Psst that you usually can’t even hear because you’re in such a rush to or from something important you’ve tried to engineer.
<some paper I’ve written for classes, why not post?>
„For the first time it was inside, do you see.
The control is put inside. No more need to suffer
passively under ‘outside forces’ – to veer into any wind.”
– Thomas Pynchon ‘Gravity’s Rainbow’
The main question that we would like to deal with in this paper is whether pleasure plays an instrumental role in controlling the way people act. This is neither a new idea, nor is it groundbreaking, and as we will see, there are at least a few major examples of literature works that explore the said topic. However, as we would like to take a look on novels written in quite different moments in history, that is, more or less, in: the beginning (1931), the middle (1959) and the end (1996) of the 20th country, it might be a move resulting in some interesting conclusions. The specific way that the pleasure is used, the way people react to it, the effects of such enterprise and finally the way in which the great authors chose to write about it are all subject to considerable and meaningful changes. It is understood by us that even though literature may not always hold the key to the ultimate truth, it does vividly show how we, collectively, think about certain issues at certain points in time. In other words, it is to be more of a hermeneutic work, than a rigorous, scientific securitizing of the possible ways our present civilization might develop.
Hal listened to a few minutes of the stuff and told his brother it sounded like somebody’s mind coming apart right
before your ears.
After the first photograph has been in a magazine, the famous men do not enjoy their photographs in magazines so much as they fear that their photographs will cease to appear in magazines.
‘I said she was a girl and a half in all directions. Which all of a sudden there was something that seemed cross-cultural about it: I had this sudden
flash of understanding how cultures can regard largeness as erotic. More of someone to love.
Lenz is seated low in the northeasternmost corner of an old fake-velour love seat he’s jammed in the
northeasternmost corner of the living room. Randy Lenz has a strange compulsive need to be north of everything, and possibly even northeast of
everything, and Gately has no clue what it’s about but observes Lenz’s position routinely for his own interest and files.
Boring activities become, perversely, much less boring if you concentrate intently on them.