AtD, grace-filled Lew gets a clue

[Joseph Tracy]

On Feb 12, 2012, at 7:21 AM, Mark Kohut wrote:

> Lew just sort of wandered into the detectvie business---much like Doc Sportello---by way of a sin he was supposed to have committed.
Lew is one of the characters who ends up almost everywhere the novel goes. If you had to pick an author of the story from within the story, he would be my candidate. His inquiries track the core events, he works for many players but his loyalty is hard to discern. But on his arrival in Chicago he is adopted into a kind of anarchist collective.

Pynchon too seems to have broken from his "home" on many levels.  During the process of Pynchon''s break from trust in author-I-ties he seems to find himself first attracted to and then at home with people like Farina, Baez,  J Siegel and the whole outsider lefty pot smoking counter-fly- high-culture of the 60's , 70's,. He seems to find similar sympaties in his inquiry into history with the colonized and disposessed: hereroes, tribes of Turtle Island, heretics, the preterite, the labor movement, the Luddites  etc.
 The sin he is supposed to have committed really seems to reflect the tautalogical legal  trap of original sin.  To be a writer is like being a detective of he culture, and the work of the detective is to report the truth.  So many of the answers you find in this process depend on your premises. Lew seems to have no  or very few premises, to live in a nether space, to have been kicked out of grace and found it anyway. 
> Is his possible amnesia about his past bad action(s) a fictional represenatiaon of his lack of self-knowledge [thanks to J. Tracy who may have meant this or something similar] ? Clueless about himself, he
> becomes a detective following clues?      More on this................
To be accused opens up a world of questions and the process can be clarifying or Kafkaesque. Lew seems to be somewhat heartbroken and inclined to believe his wife that he did something.  To be guilty without  empirical evidence or even memories is  a mystery that we all face on some level.  Why is detective fiction the most popular genre of the modern world?  Here there is a crime and a perpetrator/s. We long for this clarity in public life, but perhaps less  in our private conscience. 

I find 2 kinds of cluelessness about the self  to be the most common patterns. 1 is where people take a side in a given culture war and build their core identity around the characteristics and enemies of that identity. This simplifies the world but falsely. The other is a life long process of skeptical inquiry, which may complicate the world to the point of passivity  and produce trouble and dis-satisfaction in every human contact. 

I 've said too much.  
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> First appearance of the concept of grace. Lew realizes, almost unbearably, that things were exactly what they seemed. Specifically embodied in
> some fine lyrical prose about Chicagoans simply commuting to work on the dangerous EL......maybe also this is used to show the inevitablity
> of industrial history in hard-working Chicago?......
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> That is, his epiphany contains the sadness--almost unbearable---of seeing that everyone risks danger every day just to make a living?
> Not just the poignance of all appearances (transitory and unique)?
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