The Crying of Lot 49 Group Read 2024

[David Morris]

I just reread the section starting around page 109, in which OED
consciously throws herself to the winds of fate, vowing to offer NO
RESISTANCE against any Answer, as revealed in her observations of life as
she floats Through the night. SHE HAS BECOME THE LITTLE BLACK BALL ON A
SPINNING ROULETTE WHEEL.

The first answer to her question reveals Mostly her mind to US THE READER.
We see how she experiences events, and processes her “free” experiences,
now that she’s decided to be ruled by an invisible force.

David Morris

On Thu, Aug 1, 2024 at 6:25 AM Mark Kohut <mark.kohut at gmail.com> wrote:

> page 106...Harper Perennial edition.
>
> ....."into the great empty glare of the Oakland afternoon".......along
> streets
> she never knew, across arterials that even with the afternoon's lull nearly
> murdered
> her....up long hillsides jammed solid with tow-or-three-bedroom houses:....
>
> Oedipa follows the Trystero postman through the land where the preterite
> live....
> Pynchon connects the Trystero to them, those who do not communicate via the
> USPS, the overt national communication system....
>
> The Trystero is real; it is in touch with the real. This is part of what
> Morris means
> in his perspective on What is Real in this novel, I want to say....(He
> means more than this, but this too,
> right? )
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