What I happened upon...

[B C Johnson]

Dmitri Nabokov is an accomplished operatic basso and race-car driver, in addition to translator and executor of his father's literary estate. I read on the dust cover of The Collected Stories of Vladimir Nabokov that he graduated from Harvard and served in the U.S. Army.  I'm not particularly interested in Dmitri (even though I read somewhere that he is a gourmet cook as well), just to the extent that he is his father's son.  His very existence is a manifestation of The Writer, his life possibly containing some mysterious Key to his father's works.

So it is with "Pynchoneering", in which we (me too, foax) try to reverse-engineer a model of The Writer, from the scant ephemera of His public life, in hopes of finding that Key.  It's o.k. -- cargo cults and Mormons do the same thing.  We do this not only to reach the Inner Light, but because it's fun, it's cat-and-mouse, and nobody gets hurt.  I sincerely hope that no one on this list is sufficiently disingenuous to deny the existence of the Game -- just don't be so sure that The Writer isn't in on the Game, too.

Ben
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