GRGR Inside/outside

[Cometman]

Opened mail and found no new msgs in Pynchon-L -- 
...hmm, hope my previous comments haven't activated anybody's paranoia

     1) I'm not one of Them (as far as I know), though some of my
recent remarks are supportive of the idea that They aren't totally bad.
 They MIGHT be watching this list, though...does anybody think the
intelligence agencies of today are less ubiquitous than those in WWII? 

             
                a) I'm not seriously saying They are right to declare
War, or that War is for them what a banana breakfast is for us.  I
think the Von Braun quote about transformation does describe phenomena
throughout nature -- the bananas are transformed into breakfast, the
tree is transformed into the tabletop, the kangaroo into the musette
bag -- but that it's possible to apply this cold-bloodedly in a Social
Darwinist way.  This is only Part I, and this is part of the problem
being posed (perhaps), part of the narrative conflict. 

     2) Confusion of levels in my posts recently: although for me,
Bloat taking his pictures reminds me of me reading GR, I don't think
Pynchon intended this comparison necessarily.  

            a) he may have had something in mind about the process of
reading, including going to a text with the same kind of curiosity
Bloat has.  He might have been referring to the Bible, or to the manual
for the A-4, or to any work he admired such as Nabokov (who was one of
his professors at Cornell, right?)

            b) the things that the White Visitation people read into
the map, and the things that readers find in GR, may not be exactly
what the maker intended.  This is hardly news.  And not a Bad Thing.

           c) Pynchon has made no comments (outside the book) as to
inside meanings. (Has he?) So the patterns I find might be "inside"
meanings but I can't prove they are "THE" Inside meanings.  
           
           d) if there's an inside meaning in the map, mapped to the
book, I'm suggesting that part of it might be that Pynchon's writing
talent is as seemingly random (to Pynchon) as Slothrop's libido to S.

           e) however, for connoisseurs of paranoia, Pynchon's writing
may have been brought into being at Their behest, so its meanings -
unbeknownst to TRP - may reflect patterns they have laid down...and
could be discerned by reading