Fw: V-2nd. Contraceptives on every door

[alice wellintown]

Clever yyoung P has baffled the street preachers and the professional
P-critics too with his Profane allusions to Henry Adams, his parodic
"Perfection of Human Society" & the Party scene that Henry, like an
aloof angel of Despair attends; here Prafane, the Jew & Catholic plays
a mouth harp lamentation for the white goddess and points his finger
at the plastic jesus on the dashboard of gatsby's dynamo as daisy runs
myrtle down in the wasteland.

The "death car" as the newspapers called it, didn't stop; it came out
of the gathering darkness, wavered tragically for a moment and then
disappeared around the next bend. Michaelis wasn't even sure of its
color--he told the first policeman that it was light green. The other
car, the one going toward New York, came to rest a hundred yards
beyond, and its driver hurried back to where Myrtle Wilson, her life
violently extinguished, knelt in the road and mingled her thick, dark
blood with the dust.

Michaelis and this man reached her first but when they had torn open
her shirtwaist still damp with perspiration, they saw that her left
breast was swinging loose like a flap and there was no need to listen
for the heart beneath. The mouth was wide open and ripped at the
corners as though she had choked a little in giving up the tremendous
vitality she had stored so long.



 "It's Alright, Ma (I'm only Bleeding)