Pynchon as propaganda

[s~Z]

Wha?<<<

I just don't get this contradiction that you see, and I keep puzzling over
it. It's like you think that people who believe in life after death don't
hate the fuck out of dying and don't mourn and wear black and cry and moan
and feel incredible pain and even a sense of finality alongside having faith
that somewhere down the line there'll be a happy eternal nonending. Not to
go on and on about my personal life, but I was reared in a fundamentalist
sect, and funerals were incredibly sad and painful events, with an
incredible sense of finality. Even with the hope of eternal life no one was
happy about death, and everyone I knew did everything possible to hold onto
whatever to make it through the night. Even when I was in the midst of
believing all of that shit, I would not have had any problem with the way
the chaplain's passage was written, and would not have seen it as
anti-thetical to my faith. And in the Jesus story, He was God and knew his
crucifixion was going to result in salvation for whosoever will may come and
that he would be resurrected to glory sitting at the right hand of the
Father at the Marriage Supper of the Lamb, and yet he was begging Big Daddy
to let him off the hook. The cup of death is a bitter drink regardless of
what comes next.