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There is a great brouhaha around the reviews of this book. Either people hate it or love it. And that is expected of all literature.
Yet, I think while everyone has extreme opinions of this book, we are still playing into its plot. Those who hate it either do not understand what type of character Ignatius is, or do not want to recognize they have a bit of Ignatius in them. The critic, the revolting, the never satisfied. With the pompous critical opinion to not like a Pulitzer prize book (even if, and I have to agree, maybe it is not a Pulitzer worthy book) that is adored by a generation with its slapstick, and satirical humour.
The prize might not even matter at all, I for sure do not care if a book got a prize or if the author got a Nobel Prize. Those who love the book do not, sometimes, understand that it is not just Ignatius the horrible character, he is surrounded by characters, and horrible ones, all of them with their wrapped ambitions, and their will to survive in such a city where immoral, religion, slavery history and industrialism meets.
In my sincere opinion, Confederacy of Dunces is a book that showcased a future literary career for its author, unfortunately his mental health led him to suicide.



P.S. To those who comment John Kennedy Toole's suicide as a laughable and part of a stock of authors who took their life due to their unrecognition, do understand that mental health is not as simple as failing to be an author. As failed authors who have good supporting families tend to live and reconcile themselves with their failure. It is important to understand that for John Kennedy Toole his failed novel also represented failing to his tyrannical mom who constantly remarked his father as a failure, as someone who threw away their prospective future. Thelma Toole is probably a crucial part to understand John's suicide. But for that, I would recommend the various biographies of the author.

It begins very unsettlingly, just like you would expect from a Policial Book. But from the middle onforward it starts slacking around and presenting a romance so far from the main plot that it seems
you going to the moon and back just so everything makes sense. Being an early book from these two authors it shows a little of the social critic they would later be known for, but for the time it was made is really a small critique in social norms of love and romance.

This book was not as helpful as the first 50 pages seemed. There probably is a way of reinventing the bibliography card thing on laptops, but I have also seen someone doing a bibliography on a Tumblr blog so I think it is more of a whatever floats your boat type of thing.

Also there is a crazy scholastic emphasis on reading originals and stuff like that, I can understand some of that but it just makes it harder for books out of print and stuff like that. It does feel a lot like a book written by the bourgeois reality that academic living was, and as much as I would like for academic work to be done with more time and ease as it was done in the past it seems like in the past people just wanted time in some aspects (I do take in consideration that internet and computers have made everything much faster)

In the end I guess writing theses is a personal question and a type of routine building that you will only get the hang of it by doing it.

A primeira banda desenhada que deu-me vontade de simplesmente olhar para uma página e admirar cada detalhe, cada pequeno detalhe desde a cultura à ironia passando pelo prólogo em pauta musical, ao diálogos cruzados, ao marcável uso de música que aparentam ser completas narrações dos acontecimentos.
Sempre vejo pessoas a criticarem V for Vendetta por suas opiniões políticas ou falta das mesmas, eu não acredito que o forte desta novela gráfica esta na política, mas sim na sua escrita desregulada e planeada. Em vários aspectos o leitor é o equivalente à personagem Eve, e por isso mesmo V leva-nos a questionar não a política mas a escrita e a narrativa.

This book left me with much sadness that it felt like a draft of a better novel. And in reality the planning of it seems rushed and slowed at random times. The beat part is about 200 pages long leaving the remaining 500 to be a slog to read. It is still good, the 200 pages are incredible, Udolpho comes to life in many ways even if the castle is constantly shadowed by the characters.

This is one of those books that does not miss a beat in its full revealing of history, context and philosophical expertise in analysing the political. Succinctly written, it can be addictive and frustrating to read it as it sinks and sinks into the depths of what we all live yet either not acknowledge or ignore. Whether Technofeudalism really is something new, or a mutation of late stage capitalism due to ICTs is to be seen. But that privacy has a value is daily strongly eroded and replaced with algorithms based on political and social ideologies is the most obvious point of this book. Its tremendous impacts in the industry are visible but I would also like to understand what has been left behind with the introduction of the digital?

Mais uma vez a condição humana. Mas porém o tópico é diferente. O mundo é destópico e hostil é habitação regular, as pessoas presssistem e querem ser os indivíduos da forma que vieram a ser. Quando o mundo ou o seu país os tentam mudar à força existe resistência e por vezes essa mesma resistência fará parte do conceito do indivíduo. É assim que encontramos Schuhart, um Stalker porque em seu tempo passou a ser Stalker e não porque aspirava a ser Stalker. Seu desejo pessoal é revolucionário às normas mas seu último desejo é o de uma alma que sofrera tudo.

A FUCKING CLASSIC
You should read it and think about the topics and debates of the XIX Century and the big debate about love, and find out what really matters in love.
Tolstoi is amazing when it comes to show you the emotions, and his a master whit his dialogues and situations that describe 19th Century Russia. Also, notice the incredible detail when it comes to describing the countryside( after all Tolstoi lived in the countryside a part of his life)

Although quite useful in terms of its ideas and concerns regarding the English poetry it comes across very school appropriate and not as so academic. Maybe this is a positive for an introductory way but it tends to build on a lot of assumptions, which once more is useful for introduction. Not the most exciting of readings I have done.