Status Updates From You Can't Go Home Again

It’s really weird that this is going on in this book in the last few pages as I have been watching Survivor stories on YouTube about 9/11. It’s weird like the Henry James thing. Anyhow, what we’re talking about on pg247, I knew this was gonna happen back on pg226. I believe I know who started this fire. I believe he made a threat that I felt would be followed through.

Both of these people looked exactly like characters who might have been created by Henry James if he had lived and written in a later period of decay.

Two days ago, I would not have known who Henry James was. Today I do as I was looking at a free Ebook by him - The American - just yesterday!

Almost everything, and everybody was in the process of being debunked-except the debunkers and Mr. piggy Logan and his dolls.

I can’t believe this very old book, uses the word debunked! I hear this word often nowadays. I don’t like it. Many times the media will say something has been debunked, yet they don’t explain how it’s debunked. They think we’re supposed to believe it just because they say it is so.

He moved, this weary, able son of man, among the crowd and took his place, assuming, without knowing he assumed, his full authorities.

“it was fit for nothing but a bunch of goys!” This reference to unchosen tribes, with its evocation of humorous contempt
snapped a connection between these 3 people, and suddenly 1 saw them in a new way
1 saw now that they really were together
ancient
tribal
contempt for the unhallowed, unsuspecting tribes of lesser men
not party to their knowing
not folded to their seal
the instant showing of their ancient sign.

“Or, somewhat differently, but following the same blind principle, they identified themselves with this or that group, clique, faction, or interest in art or politics, and led forlorn and esoteric little cults and isms. These were the innumerable small fry who became literary Communists, or single-taxers, or embattled vegetarians, or believers in salvation through nudism.”

It’s fascinating! I stopped taking notes (which I’ll probably regret) on page 204. It just started to get too interesting and I didn’t want to stop reading. I have so many thoughts and ideas about this book. So many things in 1929 are the same today. Much of what I am reading I wouldn’t have understood or got so much out of it when I was younger. Even 10 years ago I wouldn’t have caught some of this stuff.

It’s funny that I have two books that I’m currently reading by authors of very similar names. I did not plan that or do that on purpose.
Because of that I want to say Thomas Wolfe is not the same person as Tom Wolfe.

It’s going to take me forever to read this book. I’m constantly looking up words. Even looking up words I think I know, but don’t know them after all. Wolfe is going to greatly expand my knowledge of language for sure. Wolfe is a genius at descriptions of people, places, and thoughts. He puts into words things that I have thought but don’t know how to describe. I can’t wait to see where this book goes.