Bleeding Edge (Open Letters Monthly)

[Robin Landseadel]

That's some kind of hate for this book. Fiona should be reading this:
" . . . when no characters happen to be within reaching distance,  
Pynchon again simply starts addressing us himself, in exactly the same  
diction and tone as any of his paper-mache characters:

The atrocity site, which one would have expected to become sacred or  
at least inspire a little respect, swiftly becomes occasion instead  
for open-ended sagas of wheeling and dealing, bickering and  
badmouthing over its future as real estate, all dutifully celebrated  
as “news” in the Newspaper of Record. Some notice a strange  
underground rumbling from the direction of Woodlawn Cemetery in the  
Bronx, which is eventually identified as Robert Moses spinning in his  
grave. . . "

Yep, that's the author talkin'—Terri, this is real,. You can fantasize  
about the right-wing neo-con Pynchon all you want. The depressing  
nature of this screed in novel form is that it's unvarnished this  
time. We all know why TRP became paranoid, Bleeding Edge simply  
confirms it.

Frankly, I do not find the entanglement of Bush's interest's with the  
interests of Big Oil and Big Money all that astonishing, what his  
earning power deep in the heart of Saudi Arabia and all tied up with  
the Bin Laden family and the Saud Dynasty. I simply wonder how many  
people caught how the crash of our economy was timed to co-inside with  
the return of the executive branch to the left-hand column. I wonder  
how many people notice that the Banks are winning in spite of it all.

This "centrist" critic can fume all he wants. It's his gig, not mine.

On Nov 2, 2013, at 5:39 PM, Dave Monroe wrote:

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