She's Tar Now, or Again, though their systems keep her Loe Ffler

[Fiona Shnapple]

I know, but there is so much to Tar in Pynchon that I can't quite help
myself from thinking, as Maxine does of her X (her x-name, x-husband,
before she switched back to Tar, to Tar and to Now, the narrative's
first page), in names of Cigars that sometimes may be names of Cigars
or "other women" her x may have "smoked" or only (Freudian?) Cigars.
As several critics have shown (K Hume, D., Eddins ...) the products of
organic chemistry are, plastics etc. are not found in Nature and
transcend the Natural cycle of life and decay. So, Maxine is Tar,
again, or Now. What does this matter? Tar over the Lot? Paving Stones
over the beach. Sous les pavés, la plage!’ Capitalism's Estate is
Real, is Real Estate, and Now, Non-real estate.
And so, we must love Tarnow, for she is, despite her paranoid trips to
the toilet, our only chance of putting the Periods, the bloody spots
in WASTE.
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Pynchon-l / http://www.waste.org/mail/?list=pynchon-l