Rereading the book, and getting to the part between Rosalinda and "Nico", just makes me resigned to speechlessness. I wish every man on Earth would read this segment and the preceding background for it. I honestly find it hard to continue reading the last of the episode between Rosalinda and Nico, and the specific line where that happens is when she asks why all handsome men are so rude. At that line in that context, I smile sighingly as I am made speechless by the tragicomedy.
For me this is an emotional high point of the book so far. Harry is faced viscerally with the indisputable contrast between his reality and the reality of a male preselected winner - and the wordless hatred, suffering and cosmic tragicomedy of the situation that he feels comes alive in you too. It is here that Harry is faced with his greater reality as a cosmic clown who will be either ignored or pointed and laughed at and lives by begging and scavenging, witnessing the contrast between his life and the male genetic aristocracy. He is led to the fork in the road between existential defeat and despondent acceptance of his impotence, or existential rage and mad rebellion.
Seeing the contrast between the cosmic clowns and the genetic aristocracy is the most existentially nourishing part. I only want to see more of it, I wish I would see it more myself in my own life too.
For me this is an emotional high point of the book so far. Harry is faced viscerally with the indisputable contrast between his reality and the reality of a male preselected winner - and the wordless hatred, suffering and cosmic tragicomedy of the situation that he feels comes alive in you too. It is here that Harry is faced with his greater reality as a cosmic clown who will be either ignored or pointed and laughed at and lives by begging and scavenging, witnessing the contrast between his life and the male genetic aristocracy. He is led to the fork in the road between existential defeat and despondent acceptance of his impotence, or existential rage and mad rebellion.
Seeing the contrast between the cosmic clowns and the genetic aristocracy is the most existentially nourishing part. I only want to see more of it, I wish I would see it more myself in my own life too.