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>Today I will once more be a prophet: If the international Jewish financiers in and outside Europe should succeed in plunging the nations once more into a world war, then the result will not be the Bolshevization of the earth, and thus the victory of Jewry, but the annihilation of the Jewish race in Europe!
>thought i was making an ebin meme
>no replies
>>7720004
john irving said that?
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So I was re-reading this for fun and I ran into something that's bugging me a bit.At the end of the book, when Shadow is being pulled out of the freezing lake, he dreams of Whiskey Jack, The Land, and the Thunderbird turning their back on him. Now, obviously they know Hinzelmann is about to get offed, but why do they care? Does that have anything to do with it at all? Sure, Hinzelmann created the lake and made Lakeside prosperous, but I can't imagine them caring about that at all, especially given it's artificiality.
One perspective I found was that they were anticipating his death. That doesn't make a ton of sense to me given that they were disappointed. Especially not Whiskey Jack, who ripped Shadow's ass out of nothing just to have a talk.
Obviously they turned their backs on him in disappointment. He was inadvertently engineering the death of an Old God. Is that what they were upset about?
What do you guys think? Has Gaiman explained this?
>>7719562
Read American Gods and had enjoyable discussion here before.
I don't understand your question, maybe it's my headache. Can you rephrase it?
>>7719565At the end of the book, The Buffalo Man, Whiskey Jack, and The Thunderbird Woman turn their backs on Shadow and walk away. The implication is that they're disappointed in him and have abandoned him.
So why?
Try asking on /r/books
what are some books about being an ambitionless hack with no personality?
pic unrelated.
Anon, I've been wondering myself, and I've been toying with the theory that the experience of being a totally ambitionless hack is so complete and life encompassing, and the experience involved in writing a book is so opposite in terms of effort, determination, and diligence, that no author has really captured the essence of bottom tier of loserdom.
I would love to stand corrected though.
the comforts of madness - paul sayer
both of you
Tao Lin-Tai Pei
How does one go about learning a new language on a budget? Is Rosetta Stone the only viable option to learn? I'd prefer to just self teach myself rather than take a series of classes.
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Rosetta stone is never a viable option.
>>7719245
Okay, but which books would help?
What are his best books other than Dune?
nobody knows because no one's read them
>>7719228
I read one the other day, Whipping Star. It was okay. It was kind of weird setting, the main character works for the bureau of sabotage, a government bureau committed solely to making sure the other bureaus don't do their jobs too well.
I only read Dune but i hear Pandora sequence is not bad
Who else got his soul saved by this guy?
I got mine saved by David Hume
>>7715194
H-Heraclitus anyone?
epictetus does it all better.
when did the understanding of poetry started to be separated from prose?
Since the very first poem, I imagine.
I believe poetry has been around for a lot longer than prose, simply because verbal language came before written language.
>>7719398
holy fuck someone else on /lit/ loves robotech
:') oh happy day
I'm mid 30s. grew up on robotech. watching "orguss" right now which is the real third super dimension fortress series. nowhere near as good as robotech macros saga which is the best.
Got the urge to do some experimental writing, What do you think of this? Also what are some other experimental writers, I feel like what I'm really looking for is text art. BTW the point in the piece below is to create the illusion of it being a multi-layered, post modern story about, possibly being gay, without actually being one. I was wondering how long people would read on if there were enough clues and enough there to make people think it might be about something.
KEEP READING
Firstly some acknowledgments: This is a short story, and I am the narrator, though to what degree you will never know; also, I am a pedophile.
I am not a pedophile, merely a homosexual, though would the two be so different merely 60 years ago?
But this is not what this is about; what this is about cannot be explained yet, you doubt me I’m sure, having stung you along this far, you feel this is all a game to me.
I can assure you that it is not, but to what degree?
To answer this question I must introduce 4 characters
1. The Wendigo – A Native American legend pertaining to a shape shifting spirit that feeds on human flesh.
2. Arnold J: my first love; my father; a mechanic from Western Pennsylvania.
3. Trudy: Our antagonist? Hardly.
4. 45TH American president Ronald Regan.
Now, Characters 2 & 4 have been consumed by the Wendigo, is that significant? This is your mission. Our antagonist sits on a park bench, reading from a book entitled Keep Reading: The Power of No. She is remembering her childhood.
Let me, the narrator, now go on to place myself inside the story, my name is Keep Reading: The Power of Stephen Smith. I am not dead.
Now, if you were paying attention (my life depends on it dear god) you will know that the above will help you workout to what degree this is a game to me; what type of game I will come out and tell you: It is a game you’ve never heard of, but here are the rules…
There are two players: the Homosexual and the Wendigo, either can be the narrator.
>>7718873
youre the homosexual right?
>>7718873
I didn't take long for me to realize there is nothing to it. I dislike this sort of drivel but I suppose it isn't the first of its kind and my preference means nothing. However I will tell you that you should keep writing if only for the satisfaction I imagine it to yield you as it does for me. I wouldn't read something so disconnected from itself but others would; write as you like, there are enough readers that someone is statistically bound to like whatever you write.
I'm interested in metaphysics, epistemology, and logic. What do I read of Plato and Aristotle?
All of them if you're not talking out of your ass about your interests
>>7718766
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>>7718795
I'm just asking about Plato and Aristotle. I'll read Kant eventually. Ok, anon?
I started reading "Blind Willow, Sleeping Woman" which is basically a compilation of his short stories and I enjoy it so far. What do you think /lit/ ?
>>7718616
this honestly, murakami is terrible
There's a reason Borges is referred to as "the Argentinian Murakami", and it's not because his predecessor is bad.
What font is that yellow shit? Asking for a friend.
>Asking for a friend.
It's okay if you want to know, OP. We won't make fun of you.
WallacePlebSans
>>7717948
WallaceSansDiscernibleTalent
R.I.P. Harper lee
>>7715995
It is too bad that her senility was taken advantage of last year to publish a book she had no desire to see published. Big book publishers are money-grubbing trash.
should have died before go set a watchman T b h
She died literally 10 years ago. Do you even fact check , bro?
"Democracy is an abuse of statistics"
Was he right?
>>7710392
I dont know what he means but it sounds promising
I don't believe he wrote that. Not enough name dropping for that to be the Spanish Murakami.
>>7710397
"For a long time I believed in democracy. Now I don’t believe in it; at least not in my own country. Perhaps in other countries democracy can be justified; but in the Republic of Argentina I don’t think we can trust it . . . Democracy [is] an abuse of statistics . . . No one supposes that a majority of people can have valid opinions about literature or about mathematics, but it is believed that everyone can have valid opinions about politics, which is more delicate than the other disciplines . . . Yes, it seems that to destroy liberty is bad. But liberty lends itself to so many abuses. There are certain liberties which constitute a form of impertinence."
>I have put my cause to nothing (but myself)
What cause do you live for? What ideal is guiding you?
Writing good prose? Building a more stable society?
I'd like to, one day write a symphony or a grand opera. I know enough about music theory but I lack skills in orchestration.
Anyone want to write me a libretto?
>I read this book during my lunch breaks at the cafe of Barnes & Noble in Chelsea, NYC. I think I finished it in five sittings, with great big tears rolling down my face. While everybody around me was busy quaffing scalding hot lattes, I was trying to muffle the sounds of my agonized weeping into my scarf. Luckily, this is not seen as strange behavior in Manhattan, so I was able to finish the book unmolested.
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