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| Monday, January 3rd, 2011 | | 8:31 am |
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Her mouth forms in the blank smile, @@@@@ Her mouth forms in the blank smile, wrinkles suddenly into weepingShe cries on the bed like a little girlHe realizes abruptly after two and a half years of marriage that when she forms that smile she is close to hysteria and terror and perhaps even loathingThe knowledge freezes in his chest After a moment he flops down beside her, cushions her head, and tries to comfort her weeping, his numb hand moving over her forehead and face
In the morning none of it seems so awful, and by the end of a week he has nearly forgotten itBut on his side it marks the end or almost the end of one expectation from marriage, and for Natalie it means she must pretend excitement in order to avoid hurting himTheir marriage settles again like a foundation seeking bedrockFor them, that species of failure is not acute, not really dangerousThey ensconce themselves in their child, in adding and replacing furniture, in discussing insurance and finally buying someThere are the problems of his work, his slow advances, the personalities of the men in the shopHe takes to bowling with a few of them, and Natalie joins the sisterhood at the local temple, induces them finally to give courses in the danceThe rabbi is a young man, quite liked because he is modernOn Wednesday nights they have a baby sitter, and listen to his lectures on bestsellers in the social room They expand, put on weight, and give money to charitable organizations to help refugeesThey are sincere and friendly and happy, and nearly everyone likes themAs their son grows older, begins to talk, there are any number of pleasures they draw from himThey are content and the habits of marriage lap about them like a warm bathThey never feel great joy but they are rarely depressed, and nothing immediate is ever excessive or cruel The war comes and Joey doubles his salary with overtime and promotionHe is up before the draft board twice and is deferred each time, but in 1943 when they start drafting the fathers he does not try for an exemption because he is a war workerThere is a sense of guilt in all the familiar landscape of his home, there is the discomfort of walking the street in civilian clothesMore, he has convictions, reads PM from time to time, although he will say that it upsets him too muchHe reasons it all out with Natalie, is drafted against the protests of his boss In the draft-board office on the early morning when he reports for induction he talks to a father like himself, a portly fellow with a mustac | | Sunday, December 26th, 2010 | | 8:31 am |
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would he care @@@@@But a worm, a centipede? Why would he care about the agony of a strange alien creature? Why would it bother him to murder a baby–slowly, slicing it apart piece by piece–if it had no human mouth to scream with? “I should have told you,” Ian whispered Would it have mattered if I'd simply been told rather than having seen the tortured remains for myself? Would the pain be less strong? “Please eat The silence returnedWe sat in it for a while, maybe another hour Ian got up and walked quietly away I could make no sense of my emotionsIn that moment, I hated the body I was bound toHow did it make sense that his going depressed me? Why should it pain me to have the solitude I craved? I wanted the monster back, and that was plainly wrong I wasn't alone for longI didn't know if Ian had gone to get him or if he'd been waiting for Ian to leave, but I recognized Jeb's contemplative whistle as it approached in the darkness The whistling stopped a few feet from me, and there was a loud clickA beam of yellow light burned my eyes Jeb set the flashlight down, bulb upIt threw a circle of light on the low ceiling and made a wider, more diffuse sphere of light around us Jeb settled himself against the wall beside me “Gonna starve yourself, then? Is that the plan?” I glared at the stone floor If I was being honest with myself, I knew that my mourning was overI hadn't known the child or the other soul in the cave of horrorsI could not grieve for strangers forever “You wanna die, there are easier and faster ways As if I wasn't aware ofthat “So give me to Doc, then,” I croaked Jeb wasn't surprised to hear me speakHe nodded to himself, as if this was exactly what he'd known would come out of my mouth “Did you expect us to just give up, Wanderer?” Jeb's voice was stern and more serious than I had ever heard it befor | | Saturday, December 4th, 2010 | | 8:31 am |
@@@@@He kept brooding over what the men had said @@@@@He kept brooding over what the men had said and what he had answered, and he kept wishing that he had given the replies he was thinking of nowWhy do they give me all this aggravation? he wondered, and for a moment felt like weepingHe picked up his letter and read it through again, not quite able to concentrate on the wordsAfter the war he was planning to open a welding shop, and he and his wife had been discussing it in letters ever since he had been overseasJust before Wilson had called him, Goldstein had not been writingHe had held his pencil in his hand, and he had thought with excitement and joy of what it would be like with a shop of his own, becoming an established man in the communityHe had not been daydreaming about the shop; he had the place picked out, and he had figured very nicely how much money he and his wife would save if the war lasted one year or at most two -- he was very optimistic about its ending soon -- he had even calculated how much they could save if he were to make corporal or sergeant It was the only pleasure he had since he had left the StatesAt night in his tent he would lie awake and plan for his future, or think of his son, or try to imagine where his wife would be at that momentAnd sometimes, if he decided that she would be visiting her relatives, he would attempt to create their conversation, and would shake with suppressed glee as he remembered the family jokes But now he could not bury himself in those thoughtsAs soon as he would try to hear the light cheerful sound of his wife's voice, he would become conscious of the bawdy laughter of the men who were still drinking at his leftOnce his eyes filled with tears and he shook his head angrilyWhy did they hate him so? he asked himselfHe had tried so hard to be a good soldierHe had never fallen out on a hike, he was as strong as any of them, and he worked harder than most of themHe had never fired his gun once when he was on guard, no matter how tempted he had been, but no one ever noticed thatCroft never recognized his worth They were just a bunch of Anti-Semiten, he told himselfThat was all the goyim knew, to run around with loose women, and get drunk like pigsDeeply buried was his envy that he had never had many women and did not know the easy loud companionship of drinkHe was tired of hoping to make friends with them; they didn't want to get along with him, they hated himGoldstein smacked his fist against his palm in exasperationHow can You permit the anti-Semites to live, God? he askedHe was not religious, and yet he believed in a God, a personal God with whom he could quarrel, and whom he could certainly upbra |
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