AtD narrator

[robinlandseadel at comcast.net]

AtD is, among other things, a celebration of Anarchy.
Somehow, this line from "The Crying of Lot 49" comes
 to mind:
 
"Or would it instead, the dance ended, come back
down the runway, its luminous  stare locked to
Oedipa's, smile gone  malign and pitiless; bend to her alone 
among the desolate rows of seats and begin to speak 
words she never wanted to hear?"
 COL49, pg 40
 
Note how Pynchon, giving us the p.o.v. of Oedipa, 
managing to descripe the Stripper by her smile, 
then calls the smile "it", then passes on that Oedipa thinks 
of the stripper as an "it", and fears her loss of 
power as a member of the elect when one of  
"them" threatens to bust through carefully 
managed social barriers.
 
There's plenty of preterite words in AtD that Oedipa
"never wanted to hear", member of the elect that she
 ulitmately is. They are most often be uttered by the
 truly lawless, the real, day to day living and breathing 
 among us anarchists who got that way 
 'cause they never got theirs any other way.