Have I been getting my reading on? Partially, but partially I'm being misleading because I haven't been in the reading game, and getting back into the reading game corresponds with me getting back into the blogging game. In any case, wanted to share another piece of literature that I just finished. The book was called Native Son and it is something of a commentary on our country in the 1930's. You may or may not see where this is going, but the book is about a black guy from the south side of Chicago and what his world was like.
Ill keep this short so he basically was from a very poor family and didn't have much going for him then he got a job working for a white guy and he got drunk and then got caught in an awkward situation so he killed the white guy's daughter and chopped her body up and put it in the furnace then he killed his girlfriend and was overall a bad 48 for the guy.
Now, my take on the book was that it did a good job of telling a story about a guy who really didn't have a bright future and how life was back in the 30s and the interaction between two groups of people who had never really interacted with each other ever. Then communists come into the picture and of course no one likes them and they contribute to white girls (and black girls, yet no mynxses were hurt in the creative process) gettin straight murked out. The book doesn't make you really feel bad for the guy, but simply does an extraordinary job of allowing you to feel what it was like to live in these curious times. Was some crazy times indeed and people in general didn't know quite how to act normal around each other (much like when you go to college and find yourself living with many gay people in consecutive years) and I suppose by process of elimination people learned killing people didn't make it better. In the story people try to help out the would be murderer and post murder and may be generally interested in helping the guy out but he in turn doesn't know how to trust these people because this is a new thing for him as well (kind of like when you listen to this song it just confuses you and you want to like it but not sure because you don't understand).
Thing I appreciate about this book is that it did a good job of showing the times, but lets be real - the biggest thing it did was give me the ability to say "oh yeah, I read dat book" when it (hopefully) comes up in conversation in the business world. I'm pretty sure you see where this is going that if it don't make money it don't make cent$ to me and that if you're doing something that doesn't help you in the business/franternizing/small talk/shmoozing/uppity convo game; then you're not really doing anything. Yeah I read books so that I seem smart. And what? You think this post took a sudden turn at the end? And what? So what if I am about getting money first and foremost? STOP HATIN B! GET MONEY GET PAID! DAHHHHHHHH!!!!!
Ill keep this short so he basically was from a very poor family and didn't have much going for him then he got a job working for a white guy and he got drunk and then got caught in an awkward situation so he killed the white guy's daughter and chopped her body up and put it in the furnace then he killed his girlfriend and was overall a bad 48 for the guy.
Now, my take on the book was that it did a good job of telling a story about a guy who really didn't have a bright future and how life was back in the 30s and the interaction between two groups of people who had never really interacted with each other ever. Then communists come into the picture and of course no one likes them and they contribute to white girls (and black girls, yet no mynxses were hurt in the creative process) gettin straight murked out. The book doesn't make you really feel bad for the guy, but simply does an extraordinary job of allowing you to feel what it was like to live in these curious times. Was some crazy times indeed and people in general didn't know quite how to act normal around each other (much like when you go to college and find yourself living with many gay people in consecutive years) and I suppose by process of elimination people learned killing people didn't make it better. In the story people try to help out the would be murderer and post murder and may be generally interested in helping the guy out but he in turn doesn't know how to trust these people because this is a new thing for him as well (kind of like when you listen to this song it just confuses you and you want to like it but not sure because you don't understand).
Thing I appreciate about this book is that it did a good job of showing the times, but lets be real - the biggest thing it did was give me the ability to say "oh yeah, I read dat book" when it (hopefully) comes up in conversation in the business world. I'm pretty sure you see where this is going that if it don't make money it don't make cent$ to me and that if you're doing something that doesn't help you in the business/franternizing/small talk/shmoozing/uppity convo game; then you're not really doing anything. Yeah I read books so that I seem smart. And what? You think this post took a sudden turn at the end? And what? So what if I am about getting money first and foremost? STOP HATIN B! GET MONEY GET PAID! DAHHHHHHHH!!!!!
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