PLOT WARNINGS (ISH) maybe
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Originally Posted by Pensive
I also liked it when Cathy was beaten but the beating did not do her any good...it never does...
No, I guess it doesn't. It did give me a wonderful, superficial, visceral satisfaction, however.
Besides, she is beginning to experience her just desserts at the moment. Adam has gone to see her a few times and reduced her to nothingness by a complete lack of interest and care for her. Ha! She is crying and quavering in fear and uncertainty right now. With her silly pot belly and varicose hands.
"Give him the boots, Ralph!" :D
"Some say that the decay of morality among girls has dealt the whorehouse it's deathblow." I cannot properly communicate how meaningful that was to me when I read it.
I was also delighted with the description of Olive Hamilton's duties as a small town teacher near the start of Chapter 14.
"Olive Hamilton had not only to teach everything, but to all ages."
"Olive also had to practice rudimentary medicine, for there were constant accidents. She taught reading to the first grade and algebra to the eighth. She led the singing, acted as a critic of literature, wrote the social notes that went weekly to the Salinas Journal. In addition, the whole social life of the area was in her hands, not only graduation exercises, but dances, meetings, debates, chorals, Christmas and May Day festivals, patriotic exudations on Decoration Day and the Fourth of July. She was on the election board and headed and held together all charities."
Whew! I think that the position of small town 'intellectual' is kind of unique and interesting. It sounds difficult and stressful; but there can hardly be a more rewarding or important role for a person in that setting to play.
I also enjoyed Sam Hamilton's speculation on the asteroid's terrestrial collision in Chapter 17.
"Maybe it was all water here - an inland sea with the seabirds circling and crying. And it would have been a pretty thing if it had happened at night. There would come a line of light and then a pencil of white light and then a tree of blinding light drawn in a long arc from heaven. Then there'd be a great water spout and a big mushroom of steam. And your ears would be staggered by the sound because the soaring cry of its coming would be on you at the same time the water exploded. And then it would be black night again, because of the blinding light. And gradually you'd see the killed fish coming up, showing silver in the starlight, and crying birds would come to eat them.
It is a lonely, lovely thing to think about, isn't it?"
He made them see it as he always did.
***PLOT WARNING***
I thought that Tom taking those sisters to the dance on a sofa was wonderful; Dessie's death and his subsequent suicide broke my heart.
I hope that things work out with Cal.
"And in his mind he cried, 'Don't let me be mean.'"
I am liking Aron and Abra (I'm in chapter 36).
"All that was in him was hidden by his angelic face, and for this he had no more concern or responsibility than has a fawn for the dappling spots on it's young hide."