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賰丕賳 毓賲乇賷 禺賲爻賷賳 爻賳丞 賵賲丕 囟丕噩毓鬲 丕賲乇兀丞 賲賳 兀乇亘毓丞 兀毓賵丕賲. 賱賲 鬲賰賳 賱丿賷賾 賳爻賵丞 氐丿賷賯丕鬲. 賰賳鬲 兀乇賲賯賴賳 賮賷賲丕 兀毓亘乇 廿夭丕亍賴賳 賮賷 丕賱卮賵丕乇毓貙 兀賵 兀賳賾賶 兀亘氐乇鬲賴賳貙 睾賷乇 兀賳賷 賰賳鬲 兀賳馗乇賴賳 賲賳 丿賵賳 鬲賵賯 賵亘廿丨爻丕爻 賲賮毓賲 亘丕賱賴亘丕亍. 賰賳鬲 兀爻鬲賲賳賷 亘丕賳鬲馗丕賲貙 亘賷丿 兀賳 禺丕胤乇 廿賯丕賲丞 毓賱丕賯丞 賲毓 丕賲乇兀丞貙 丨鬲賶 亘丕賱賲賮賴賵賲 丕賱賱丕噩賳爻賷貙 賰丕賳 兀賳兀賶 賲賳 禺賷賱丕卅賷. 賱丿賷賾賻 廿亘賳丞 賮賷 丕賱爻丕丿爻丞 賲賳 丕賱毓賲乇 賴賷 孬賲乇丞 毓賱丕賯丞 睾賷乇 卮乇毓賷丞貙 鬲毓賷卮 賲毓 兀賲賾賴丕 賵兀丿賮毓 賳賮賯丞 廿毓丕賱鬲賴丕. 賰賳鬲 賲鬲夭賵噩丕賸 賯亘賱丕賸 賲賳匕 爻賳賵丕鬲 賮賷 爻賳 丕賱禺丕賲爻丞 賵丕賱孬賱丕孬賷賳. 丿丕賲 丕賱夭賵丕噩 爻賳鬲賷賳 賵賳氐賮 丕賱爻賳丞貙 夭賵噩鬲賷 胤賱賾賯鬲賳賷貙 賵賯毓鬲 賮賷 丕賱睾乇丕賲 賲乇丞 賵丕丨丿丞 賱丕 睾賷乇貙 賲丕鬲鬲 賳鬲賷噩丞 廿丿賲丕賳 賰丨賵賱賷 丨丕丿貙 賯囟鬲 賮賷 毓賲乇 丕賱孬丕賲賳丞 賵丕賱兀乇亘毓賷賳 丨賷賳 賰賳鬲 兀賳丕 賮賷 丕賱孬丕賲賳丞 賵丕賱孬賱丕孬賷賳. 賰丕賳鬲 夭賵噩鬲賷 鬲氐睾乇賳賷 亘廿孬賳鬲賷 毓卮乇丞 爻賳丞. 兀丨爻亘 兀賳賴丕 賴賷 丕賱丌賳 兀賷囟丕賸 賲賷鬲丞貙 乇睾賲 兀賳賷 賱爻鬲 賲鬲兀賰丿丕賸貙 賰丕賳鬲 亘毓丿賲丕 鬲胤賱賾賯賳丕貙 鬲賰鬲亘 賱賷 乇爻丕賱丞 胤賵賷賱丞 賰賱 毓賷丿 賲賷賱丕丿 胤賵丕賱 爻鬲 爻賳賵丕鬲貙 賲丕 兀噩亘鬲賴丕 廿胤賱丕賯丕賸...
賱爻鬲 兀匕賰乇 亘丕賱鬲丨丿賷丿 賲鬲賶 乇兀賷鬲 賱賷丿賷丕 賮丕賳爻 賱賱賲乇賾丞 丕賱兀賵賱賶貙 賰丕賳 匕賱賰 賲匕 賲丕 賷賯丕乇亘 爻鬲丞 兀毓賵丕賲貙 賵賰賳鬲 鬲乇賰鬲 賱賱鬲賵 賵馗賷賮丞 賲丕乇爻鬲賴丕 廿孬賳鬲賷 毓卮乇丞 爻賳丞 賰爻丕毓賺 賱賱亘乇賷丿貙 賵兀丨丕賵賱 兀賳 兀氐亘丨 賰丕鬲亘丕賸貙 賰賳鬲 賲匕毓賵乇丕賸 賵丕丨鬲爻賷鬲 丕賱賰丨賵賱 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 兀賷 賵賯鬲 賲囟賶貙 賰賳鬲 兀丨丕賵賱 賰鬲丕亘丞 乇賵丕賷鬲賷 丕賱兀賵賱賶. 賮賷賲丕 兀賰鬲亘 賰賱 賱賷賱丞貙 賰賳鬲 兀毓亘賾購 賳氐賮賷賾丞 賵賷爻賰賷 賵氐賳丿賵賯賻賷 亘賷乇丞 爻毓丞 爻鬲 賯賳丕賳賺貙 賰賳鬲 兀丿禺賾賳 丕賱爻賷噩丕乇 丕賱乇禺賷氐 賵兀胤亘毓 毓賱賶 丕賱丌賱丞 丕賱賰丕鬲亘丞貙 賵兀卮乇亘 賲爻鬲賲毓丕賸 廿賱賶 丕賱賲賵爻賷賯賶 丕賱賰賱丕爻賷賰賷丞 毓亘乇 丕賱乇丕丿賷賵 丨鬲賶 亘夭賵睾 丕賱賮噩乇. 丨丿丿鬲購 賱賷 賴丿賮丕賸 亘兀賳 兀賳噩夭 毓卮乇 氐賮丨丕鬲 賰賱 賱賷賱丞貙 睾賷乇 兀賳賷 賲丕 賰賳鬲 兀丿乇賰 丕賱亘鬲丞 丨鬲賶 丕賱賷賵賲 丕賱鬲丕賱賷 賰賲 賲賳 丕賱氐賮丨丕鬲 賰賳鬲 禺胤胤鬲. 賰賳鬲 兀賳賴囟 賮賷 丕賱氐亘丕丨貙 兀鬲賯賷兀 孬賲 兀禺胤賵 廿賱賶 丕賱睾乇賮丞 丕賱兀賲丕賲賷丞 賵兀賱賯賷 賳馗乇丞 廿賱賶 丕賱兀乇賷賰丞 賱兀乇賶 賰賲 賴賳丕賱賰 賲賳 丕賱氐賮丨丕鬲 賮賵賯賴丕. 賰賳鬲 丿賵賲丕賸 兀鬲噩丕賵夭 氐賮丨丕鬲賷 丕賱毓卮乇. 兀丨賷丕賳丕賸 賰賳鬲 兀噩丿 賴賳丕賰 17貙 18貙 23 兀賵 25 氐賮丨丞. 賵亘丕賱胤亘毓 賰丕賳 賷噩亘 鬲賳賯賷丨 賲賳噩夭 賰賱 賱賷賱丞 兀賵 丨鬲賶 乇賲賷賴. 丕爻鬲睾乇賯鬲賳賷 賰鬲丕亘丞 乇賵丕賷鬲賷 丕賱兀賵賱賶 廿丨丿賶 賵毓卮乇賷賳 賱賷賱丞.
賱爻鬲 兀匕賰乇 亘丕賱鬲丨丿賷丿 賲鬲賶 乇兀賷鬲 賱賷丿賷丕 賮丕賳爻 賱賱賲乇賾丞 丕賱兀賵賱賶貙 賰丕賳 匕賱賰 賲匕 賲丕 賷賯丕乇亘 爻鬲丞 兀毓賵丕賲貙 賵賰賳鬲 鬲乇賰鬲 賱賱鬲賵 賵馗賷賮丞 賲丕乇爻鬲賴丕 廿孬賳鬲賷 毓卮乇丞 爻賳丞 賰爻丕毓賺 賱賱亘乇賷丿貙 賵兀丨丕賵賱 兀賳 兀氐亘丨 賰丕鬲亘丕賸貙 賰賳鬲 賲匕毓賵乇丕賸 賵丕丨鬲爻賷鬲 丕賱賰丨賵賱 兀賰孬乇 賲賳 兀賷 賵賯鬲 賲囟賶貙 賰賳鬲 兀丨丕賵賱 賰鬲丕亘丞 乇賵丕賷鬲賷 丕賱兀賵賱賶. 賮賷賲丕 兀賰鬲亘 賰賱 賱賷賱丞貙 賰賳鬲 兀毓亘賾購 賳氐賮賷賾丞 賵賷爻賰賷 賵氐賳丿賵賯賻賷 亘賷乇丞 爻毓丞 爻鬲 賯賳丕賳賺貙 賰賳鬲 兀丿禺賾賳 丕賱爻賷噩丕乇 丕賱乇禺賷氐 賵兀胤亘毓 毓賱賶 丕賱丌賱丞 丕賱賰丕鬲亘丞貙 賵兀卮乇亘 賲爻鬲賲毓丕賸 廿賱賶 丕賱賲賵爻賷賯賶 丕賱賰賱丕爻賷賰賷丞 毓亘乇 丕賱乇丕丿賷賵 丨鬲賶 亘夭賵睾 丕賱賮噩乇. 丨丿丿鬲購 賱賷 賴丿賮丕賸 亘兀賳 兀賳噩夭 毓卮乇 氐賮丨丕鬲 賰賱 賱賷賱丞貙 睾賷乇 兀賳賷 賲丕 賰賳鬲 兀丿乇賰 丕賱亘鬲丞 丨鬲賶 丕賱賷賵賲 丕賱鬲丕賱賷 賰賲 賲賳 丕賱氐賮丨丕鬲 賰賳鬲 禺胤胤鬲. 賰賳鬲 兀賳賴囟 賮賷 丕賱氐亘丕丨貙 兀鬲賯賷兀 孬賲 兀禺胤賵 廿賱賶 丕賱睾乇賮丞 丕賱兀賲丕賲賷丞 賵兀賱賯賷 賳馗乇丞 廿賱賶 丕賱兀乇賷賰丞 賱兀乇賶 賰賲 賴賳丕賱賰 賲賳 丕賱氐賮丨丕鬲 賮賵賯賴丕. 賰賳鬲 丿賵賲丕賸 兀鬲噩丕賵夭 氐賮丨丕鬲賷 丕賱毓卮乇. 兀丨賷丕賳丕賸 賰賳鬲 兀噩丿 賴賳丕賰 17貙 18貙 23 兀賵 25 氐賮丨丞. 賵亘丕賱胤亘毓 賰丕賳 賷噩亘 鬲賳賯賷丨 賲賳噩夭 賰賱 賱賷賱丞 兀賵 丨鬲賶 乇賲賷賴. 丕爻鬲睾乇賯鬲賳賷 賰鬲丕亘丞 乇賵丕賷鬲賷 丕賱兀賵賱賶 廿丨丿賶 賵毓卮乇賷賳 賱賷賱丞.
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First published January 1, 1978
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Charles Bukowski
819听books29.2k听followersHenry Charles Bukowski (born as Heinrich Karl Bukowski) was a German-born American poet, novelist and short story writer. His writing was influenced by the social, cultural and economic ambience of his home city of Los Angeles.It is marked by an emphasis on the ordinary lives of poor Americans, the act of writing, alcohol, relationships with women and the drudgery of work. Bukowski wrote thousands of poems, hundreds of short stories and six novels, eventually publishing over sixty books
Charles Bukowski was the only child of an American soldier and a German mother. At the age of three, he came with his family to the United States and grew up in Los Angeles. He attended Los Angeles City College from 1939 to 1941, then left school and moved to New York City to become a writer. His lack of publishing success at this time caused him to give up writing in 1946 and spurred a ten-year stint of heavy drinking. After he developed a bleeding ulcer, he decided to take up writing again. He worked a wide range of jobs to support his writing, including dishwasher, truck driver and loader, mail carrier, guard, gas station attendant, stock boy, warehouse worker, shipping clerk, post office clerk, parking lot attendant, Red Cross orderly, and elevator operator. He also worked in a dog biscuit factory, a slaughterhouse, a cake and cookie factory, and he hung posters in New York City subways.
Bukowski published his first story when he was twenty-four and began writing poetry at the age of thirty-five. His first book of poetry was published in 1959; he went on to publish more than forty-five books of poetry and prose, including (1994), (1993), and (1992).
He died of leukemia in San Pedro on March 9, 1994.
Charles Bukowski was the only child of an American soldier and a German mother. At the age of three, he came with his family to the United States and grew up in Los Angeles. He attended Los Angeles City College from 1939 to 1941, then left school and moved to New York City to become a writer. His lack of publishing success at this time caused him to give up writing in 1946 and spurred a ten-year stint of heavy drinking. After he developed a bleeding ulcer, he decided to take up writing again. He worked a wide range of jobs to support his writing, including dishwasher, truck driver and loader, mail carrier, guard, gas station attendant, stock boy, warehouse worker, shipping clerk, post office clerk, parking lot attendant, Red Cross orderly, and elevator operator. He also worked in a dog biscuit factory, a slaughterhouse, a cake and cookie factory, and he hung posters in New York City subways.
Bukowski published his first story when he was twenty-four and began writing poetry at the age of thirty-five. His first book of poetry was published in 1959; he went on to publish more than forty-five books of poetry and prose, including (1994), (1993), and (1992).
He died of leukemia in San Pedro on March 9, 1994.
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June 15, 2007
Misogyny, misogyny, misogyny....that's all everyone sees. Few see the true character of Hank, only the brutal sexual descriptions, the words beginning with "C" and his practice of "mounting" whatever drunken soul may have wandered into his piss-stained bed. This is one of the most American novels I have ever read. It tells the story of the common man, overburdened by the memories of his abusive youth, beleagured by his own unsightly appearance and wallowing in the depths of alcoholism. Few feel the groan of his body when he rises each morning, the dull thud in his brain, or the unrequited love in his heart. This is not a story of a crude womanizer. This is the story of pain and consistency, his life moving along with each labored step, unwillingly. It is the story of rejection, acceptance and our own inherent ability to survive without really trying.
They sounded like really nasty women anyway....
They sounded like really nasty women anyway....
August 18, 2021
Freaks always attract other freaks 鈥� it must be some immutable law of nature.
Aloofness, drunkenness, seclusion: Hank Chinaski is a deliberate pariah, a lone wolf 鈥� misogynic and misanthropic鈥�
Women come and go, an ensemble of women is exotic and bizarre but all of them are thoroughly unhappy. Emptiness swallows existence and human comedy is hardly distinguishable from human tragedy鈥�
A curst cur must be tied short鈥�
I had on my dead father鈥檚 overcoat, which was too large. My pants were too long, the cuffs came down over the shoes and that was good because my stockings didn鈥檛 match, and my shoes were down at the heels. I hated barbers so I cut my own hair when I couldn鈥檛 get a woman to do it. I didn鈥檛 like to shave and I didn鈥檛 like long beards, so I scissored myself every two or three weeks. My eyesight was bad but I didn鈥檛 like glasses so I didn鈥檛 wear them except to read. I had my own teeth but not that many. My face and my nose were red from drinking and the light hurt my eyes so I squinted through tiny slits. I would have fit into any skid row anywhere.
Aloofness, drunkenness, seclusion: Hank Chinaski is a deliberate pariah, a lone wolf 鈥� misogynic and misanthropic鈥�
I disliked them all immediately, sitting around acting clever and superior. They nullified each other. The worst thing for a writer is to know another writer, and worse than that, to know a number of other writers. Like flies on the same turd.
Women come and go, an ensemble of women is exotic and bizarre but all of them are thoroughly unhappy. Emptiness swallows existence and human comedy is hardly distinguishable from human tragedy鈥�
I was glad I wasn鈥檛 in love, that I wasn鈥檛 happy with the world. I like being at odds with everything. People in love often become edgy, dangerous. They lose their sense of perspective. They lose their sense of humor. They become nervous, psychotic bores. They even become killers.
A curst cur must be tied short鈥�
August 11, 2011
The leading crazy lady's name is Lydia. I can relate. Charles Bukowski has a way of betraying you and making you laugh in spite of yourself; disgusting you and then melting your heart with one tender and insightful paragraph you do not expect, at a moment that doesn't seem appropriate in context to that which he is speaking. It is impossible to love Bukowski and impossible not to love him. This book is just a delight, if you can absorb it. He is mushy soft at his core.
January 9, 2022
鈥淚 am more or less a failed drizzling shit with absolutely nothing to offer.鈥�
Ah, honesty goes a long way, doesn鈥檛 it?! So does humor. And this book made me laugh out loud 鈥� a lot! I went into this open-minded, but prepared to get more than a little pissed off with Henry Chinaski. You see, I鈥檝e been reading a lot of, well, 鈥榝eminist鈥� sorts of books of late. It made my end of year reading look a bit lopsided. This led me one day to google 鈥渢he most misogynistic books of all time鈥�! Ha! I would figure it all out once and for all, right? Wrong! The thing is, I never got angry with Henry, or Hank, as I expected. Not that I鈥檇 invite him over for a drink anytime soon though either. I鈥檇 hate to become one of his research projects. This guy would eat me alive.
鈥淚 had to taste women in order to really know them, to get inside of them. I could invent men in my mind because I was one, but women, for me, were almost impossible to fictionalize without first knowing them.鈥�
No doubt he鈥檚 a sloppy, miserable, coarse, drunken, horny son of a bitch. And no one knows this better than Hank himself. But the women seem to fall from the sky, landing right at his feet, inserting themselves directly into his life. He, in turn, inserts himself directly between their legs. His sexual conquests are frequent, numerous, and, on his luckiest days, simultaneous. And yet, I continued to laugh. The writing was clever. Until I got bored. You see, after a while, it felt a bit like that movie Groundhog Day. Repetitive. Most of the variation was in the woman鈥檚 name, the color of her hair, and whether or not Hank could manage to follow through with his amorous devotion to the sexual act. It was never a question of whether he had a drink or not, but rather how much alcohol he happened to have consumed on any given day.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.鈥�
So, in order to justify my reading of this during the holidays of all times, I needed to conclude whether or not I found this to be a misogynistic tale. After all, I deliberately set out to read such a thing to begin with. In good conscience, I don鈥檛 think I can call it that at all. Hank is not a misogynist. He hates a lot of people, and himself most of all, I believe. I don鈥檛 think he much cares for life. He is disillusioned with everything. He tries to make sense of things through his writing.
鈥淧eople just blindly grabbed at whatever there was: communism, health foods, zen, surfing, ballet, hypnotism, group encounters, orgies, biking, herbs, Catholicism, weight-lifting, travel, withdrawal, vegetarianism, India, painting, writing, sculpting, composing, conducting, backpacking, yoga, copulating, gambling, drinking, hanging around, frozen yogurt, Beethoven, Bach, Buddha, Christ, TM, H, carrot juice, suicide, handmade suits, jet travel, New York City, and then it all evaporated and fell apart. People had to find things to do while waiting to die. I guess it was nice to have a choice.鈥�
The thing is, I don鈥檛 know how to rate this book. Most certainly it鈥檚 not a life-altering novel. But laughter is a precious commodity, especially the unexpected variety, and it absolutely delivered there. And I have to hand it to Charles Bukowski. He managed to pull one over on this reader, at least. But the truth is, I got a bit weary after a while. Since my birthday wish never came true, I鈥檓 going to have to go with 3.5 stars rounded down to 3. It doesn鈥檛 quite compare to other books I鈥檝e stamped with all 4.
鈥淚 was a writer. I was a dirty old man. Human relationships didn鈥檛 work anyhow. Only the first two weeks had any zing, then the participants lost their interest. Masks dropped away and real people began to appear: cranks, imbeciles, the demented, the vengeful, sadists, killers.鈥�
Ah, honesty goes a long way, doesn鈥檛 it?! So does humor. And this book made me laugh out loud 鈥� a lot! I went into this open-minded, but prepared to get more than a little pissed off with Henry Chinaski. You see, I鈥檝e been reading a lot of, well, 鈥榝eminist鈥� sorts of books of late. It made my end of year reading look a bit lopsided. This led me one day to google 鈥渢he most misogynistic books of all time鈥�! Ha! I would figure it all out once and for all, right? Wrong! The thing is, I never got angry with Henry, or Hank, as I expected. Not that I鈥檇 invite him over for a drink anytime soon though either. I鈥檇 hate to become one of his research projects. This guy would eat me alive.
鈥淚 had to taste women in order to really know them, to get inside of them. I could invent men in my mind because I was one, but women, for me, were almost impossible to fictionalize without first knowing them.鈥�
No doubt he鈥檚 a sloppy, miserable, coarse, drunken, horny son of a bitch. And no one knows this better than Hank himself. But the women seem to fall from the sky, landing right at his feet, inserting themselves directly into his life. He, in turn, inserts himself directly between their legs. His sexual conquests are frequent, numerous, and, on his luckiest days, simultaneous. And yet, I continued to laugh. The writing was clever. Until I got bored. You see, after a while, it felt a bit like that movie Groundhog Day. Repetitive. Most of the variation was in the woman鈥檚 name, the color of her hair, and whether or not Hank could manage to follow through with his amorous devotion to the sexual act. It was never a question of whether he had a drink or not, but rather how much alcohol he happened to have consumed on any given day.
鈥淭hat鈥檚 the problem with drinking, I thought, as I poured myself a drink. If something bad happens you drink in an attempt to forget; if something good happens you drink in order to celebrate; and if nothing happens you drink to make something happen.鈥�
So, in order to justify my reading of this during the holidays of all times, I needed to conclude whether or not I found this to be a misogynistic tale. After all, I deliberately set out to read such a thing to begin with. In good conscience, I don鈥檛 think I can call it that at all. Hank is not a misogynist. He hates a lot of people, and himself most of all, I believe. I don鈥檛 think he much cares for life. He is disillusioned with everything. He tries to make sense of things through his writing.
鈥淧eople just blindly grabbed at whatever there was: communism, health foods, zen, surfing, ballet, hypnotism, group encounters, orgies, biking, herbs, Catholicism, weight-lifting, travel, withdrawal, vegetarianism, India, painting, writing, sculpting, composing, conducting, backpacking, yoga, copulating, gambling, drinking, hanging around, frozen yogurt, Beethoven, Bach, Buddha, Christ, TM, H, carrot juice, suicide, handmade suits, jet travel, New York City, and then it all evaporated and fell apart. People had to find things to do while waiting to die. I guess it was nice to have a choice.鈥�
The thing is, I don鈥檛 know how to rate this book. Most certainly it鈥檚 not a life-altering novel. But laughter is a precious commodity, especially the unexpected variety, and it absolutely delivered there. And I have to hand it to Charles Bukowski. He managed to pull one over on this reader, at least. But the truth is, I got a bit weary after a while. Since my birthday wish never came true, I鈥檓 going to have to go with 3.5 stars rounded down to 3. It doesn鈥檛 quite compare to other books I鈥檝e stamped with all 4.
鈥淚 was a writer. I was a dirty old man. Human relationships didn鈥檛 work anyhow. Only the first two weeks had any zing, then the participants lost their interest. Masks dropped away and real people began to appear: cranks, imbeciles, the demented, the vengeful, sadists, killers.鈥�
July 18, 2008
I discovered Charles Bukowski while in Las Vegas, in December 2000.
My dad thought it was a good idea to take his 19 year old daughter to Vegas. Because I LOVE watching everyone else gamble and drink while I can't participate!
To be fair, we saw some really good shows (Blue Man Group and Mystere). And the buffets were exciting (Paris was wonderful).
And ! I did get screamed at by a lady on the bus that goes up and down the strip. She looked like Mimi from the Drew Carey show. Well, she dropped her purse and I, being the gentleman that I am, went to pick it up for her because she was obviously too large to bend over herself. And I didnt want her roly poly, blue eyeshadow wearing self to roll down the aisle causing an accident.
(To be fair, she probably wouldnt have rolled, just gotten stuck.)
So this ass starts screaming at me "Don't touch my purse, don't steal my purse!"
So embarassing...
So later that day....
I bought a really sweet corset and some cute underoos at the Victorias Secret in Vegas.
At 19, I was at my most attractive. Everything has gone downhill since then. The ban on ephedra didn't help either. I swear, a few people die and they go and freakin' ban it. People die from cars and alcohol all the time but they dont go banning those. Whatever, man. (I miss you Xenedrine! Call me! **please email me if you have any black market ephedra, will pay in books**).
But the point is, I could wear a corset back then and look mildly attractive in the right lighting. If you squinted your eyes.
I do remember trying that get up on in my hotel room and thinking "Ooooh sexy lady, oh yeah. You soooo fine!"
That was also the last year I considered myself a female.
That was the first and last time I have ever shopped at Victoria's Secret. My friend , Erika, has to remind to me wear bras to this day.
(I also bought 2 pieces of cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory and brought them back to my hotel and devoured them both)
So back to the main subject matter here... our last day in Vegas, we were in some store and there was this book called "Drinking , Smoking and Screwing".
"Yes, yes and yes", I thought to myself.
Didn't even read the description, I just immediately bought it.
Lucky for me it was a collections of short stories from awesome writers about the title subjects.
And an exerpt of Charles Bukowski's "Women" was one of them.
He stood out to me because he writes like he speaks.
In plain, no frills english. Some call him misogynistic but I disagree. I never felt like he was exploiting or demeaning women (in any of his books).
Most of the bitches in his books deserved to be treated like shit. Or wanted to be treated like shit. Because that's how women are sometimes.
And that is why I no longer can relate to that gender amoung many other reasons.
I guess my connection with Buk lies in heartbreak.
That's what he reminds me of.
That bittersweet feeling of your heart being torn out but still continuing to beat.
My dad thought it was a good idea to take his 19 year old daughter to Vegas. Because I LOVE watching everyone else gamble and drink while I can't participate!
To be fair, we saw some really good shows (Blue Man Group and Mystere). And the buffets were exciting (Paris was wonderful).
And ! I did get screamed at by a lady on the bus that goes up and down the strip. She looked like Mimi from the Drew Carey show. Well, she dropped her purse and I, being the gentleman that I am, went to pick it up for her because she was obviously too large to bend over herself. And I didnt want her roly poly, blue eyeshadow wearing self to roll down the aisle causing an accident.
(To be fair, she probably wouldnt have rolled, just gotten stuck.)
So this ass starts screaming at me "Don't touch my purse, don't steal my purse!"
So embarassing...
So later that day....
I bought a really sweet corset and some cute underoos at the Victorias Secret in Vegas.
At 19, I was at my most attractive. Everything has gone downhill since then. The ban on ephedra didn't help either. I swear, a few people die and they go and freakin' ban it. People die from cars and alcohol all the time but they dont go banning those. Whatever, man. (I miss you Xenedrine! Call me! **please email me if you have any black market ephedra, will pay in books**).
But the point is, I could wear a corset back then and look mildly attractive in the right lighting. If you squinted your eyes.
I do remember trying that get up on in my hotel room and thinking "Ooooh sexy lady, oh yeah. You soooo fine!"
That was also the last year I considered myself a female.
That was the first and last time I have ever shopped at Victoria's Secret. My friend , Erika, has to remind to me wear bras to this day.
(I also bought 2 pieces of cheesecake from the Cheesecake Factory and brought them back to my hotel and devoured them both)
So back to the main subject matter here... our last day in Vegas, we were in some store and there was this book called "Drinking , Smoking and Screwing".
"Yes, yes and yes", I thought to myself.
Didn't even read the description, I just immediately bought it.
Lucky for me it was a collections of short stories from awesome writers about the title subjects.
And an exerpt of Charles Bukowski's "Women" was one of them.
He stood out to me because he writes like he speaks.
In plain, no frills english. Some call him misogynistic but I disagree. I never felt like he was exploiting or demeaning women (in any of his books).
Most of the bitches in his books deserved to be treated like shit. Or wanted to be treated like shit. Because that's how women are sometimes.
And that is why I no longer can relate to that gender amoung many other reasons.
I guess my connection with Buk lies in heartbreak.
That's what he reminds me of.
That bittersweet feeling of your heart being torn out but still continuing to beat.
May 5, 2025
Reading Women is a lot like watching a porno. At first, all that wanton sex is exciting and seductive and yeah, kind of funny too; then it starts to get repetitive and a little disturbing; pretty soon you're disgusted with all of it: sex and women and men and most of all, yourself. You promise that you'll never watch again but, deep down, you know you will. You dirty bastard.
March 1, 2017
boooooorrrrrr-iinnnnnnnnnnnnngggg
I loved Bukowski as a young teenager and now that I go back and re-read I can only imagine that I enjoyed the truth and rawness at that age when I was getting lied to everywhere abt. the relations between men and women.
NOW the misogyny is effing boring. Like the crap I see every effing day. I find it interesting that some people find it so shocking because I know at least 10 men that feel this way abt. women. OVER IT. Don't wanna read abt. it now.
I loved Bukowski as a young teenager and now that I go back and re-read I can only imagine that I enjoyed the truth and rawness at that age when I was getting lied to everywhere abt. the relations between men and women.
NOW the misogyny is effing boring. Like the crap I see every effing day. I find it interesting that some people find it so shocking because I know at least 10 men that feel this way abt. women. OVER IT. Don't wanna read abt. it now.
September 24, 2023
I am disappointed by the emptiness of this book. Admittedly, it is funny at times but too flawed in style. Still, we will find little more to remember in Women than the description of an old disgusting who takes advantage of his glory to type everything that moves. The narrative does not lack humor, but after 300 pages, we expect a little more.
May 20, 2022
Women, Charles Bukowski
Women focuses on the many dissatisfaction's Chinaski faced with each new woman he encountered. One of the women featured in the book is a character named Lydia Vance; she is based on Bukowski's one-time girlfriend, the sculptress and sometime poet Linda King. Another central female character in the book is named "Tanya" who is described as a 'tiny girl-child' and Chinaski's pen-pal.
鬲丕乇蹖禺 賳禺爻鬲蹖賳 禺賵丕賳卮: 乇賵夭 趩賴丕乇賲 賲丕賴 跇丕賳賵蹖賴 爻丕賱2010賲蹖賱丕丿蹖
毓賳賵丕賳: 夭賳丕賳 (夭賳賴丕)貨 賳賵蹖爻賳丿賴: 趩丕乇賱夭 亘賵讴賵賮爻讴蹖貨 賲賵囟賵毓 丿丕爻鬲丕賳賴丕蹖 賳賵蹖爻賳丿诏丕賳 丕蹖丕賱丕鬲 賲鬲丨丿賴 丌賲乇蹖讴丕 - 爻丿賴20賲
賳賯賱 賳賲賵賳賴 丕蹖 丕夭 鬲乇噩賲賴 賲鬲賳: (爻丕賱鈥屬囏� 倬蹖卮 丿乇 爻蹖 賵 倬賳噩 爻丕賱诏蹖 丕夭丿賵丕噩 讴乇丿賴鈥� 亘賵丿賲貨 丕夭丿賵丕噩 賲丕 丿賵 爻丕賱 賵 賳蹖賲 丿賵丕賲 丌賵乇丿貨 賴賲爻乇賲 丕夭 賲賳 噩丿丕 卮丿貨 鬲賳賴丕 蹖讴亘丕乇 毓丕卮賯 卮丿賴鈥� 丕賲貨 亘賴鈥� 禺丕胤乇 丕毓鬲蹖丕丿 卮丿蹖丿 亘賴 丕賱讴賱 賲購乇丿貨 賲賵賯毓 賲乇诏卮 趩賴賱 賵 賴卮鬲 爻丕賱賴 亘賵丿貙 賵 賲賳 爻蹖 賵 賴卮鬲 爻丕賱 爻賳 丿丕卮鬲賲貨 賲賳 丿賵丕夭丿賴 爻丕賱 丕夭 夭賳賲 噩賵丕賳鬲乇 亘賵丿賲貨 禺蹖丕賱 賲蹖鈥屭┵嗁� 丕賵 丨丕賱丕 禺蹖賱蹖 賵賯鬲 丕爻鬲 讴賴 賲購乇丿賴貙 賴乇趩賳丿 賲胤賲卅賳 賳蹖爻鬲賲貨 倬爻 丕夭 胤賱丕賯貙 卮卮 爻丕賱貙 丿乇 讴乇蹖爻賲爻鈥屸€屬囏ж� 亘乇丕蹖賲 賳丕賲賴鈥� 丕蹖 亘賱賳丿 亘丕賱丕 賲蹖鈥屬嗁堌簇� 賵 賲賳 賴乇诏夭 噩賵丕亘卮 乇丕 賳賲蹖鈥屫ж�...)貨 倬丕蹖丕賳 賳賯賱
鬲丕乇蹖禺 亘賴賳诏丕賲 乇爻丕賳蹖 18/07/1399賴噩乇蹖 禺賵乇卮蹖丿蹖貨 29/02/1401賴噩乇蹖 禺賵乇卮蹖丿蹖貨 丕. 卮乇亘蹖丕賳蹖
Women focuses on the many dissatisfaction's Chinaski faced with each new woman he encountered. One of the women featured in the book is a character named Lydia Vance; she is based on Bukowski's one-time girlfriend, the sculptress and sometime poet Linda King. Another central female character in the book is named "Tanya" who is described as a 'tiny girl-child' and Chinaski's pen-pal.
鬲丕乇蹖禺 賳禺爻鬲蹖賳 禺賵丕賳卮: 乇賵夭 趩賴丕乇賲 賲丕賴 跇丕賳賵蹖賴 爻丕賱2010賲蹖賱丕丿蹖
毓賳賵丕賳: 夭賳丕賳 (夭賳賴丕)貨 賳賵蹖爻賳丿賴: 趩丕乇賱夭 亘賵讴賵賮爻讴蹖貨 賲賵囟賵毓 丿丕爻鬲丕賳賴丕蹖 賳賵蹖爻賳丿诏丕賳 丕蹖丕賱丕鬲 賲鬲丨丿賴 丌賲乇蹖讴丕 - 爻丿賴20賲
賳賯賱 賳賲賵賳賴 丕蹖 丕夭 鬲乇噩賲賴 賲鬲賳: (爻丕賱鈥屬囏� 倬蹖卮 丿乇 爻蹖 賵 倬賳噩 爻丕賱诏蹖 丕夭丿賵丕噩 讴乇丿賴鈥� 亘賵丿賲貨 丕夭丿賵丕噩 賲丕 丿賵 爻丕賱 賵 賳蹖賲 丿賵丕賲 丌賵乇丿貨 賴賲爻乇賲 丕夭 賲賳 噩丿丕 卮丿貨 鬲賳賴丕 蹖讴亘丕乇 毓丕卮賯 卮丿賴鈥� 丕賲貨 亘賴鈥� 禺丕胤乇 丕毓鬲蹖丕丿 卮丿蹖丿 亘賴 丕賱讴賱 賲購乇丿貨 賲賵賯毓 賲乇诏卮 趩賴賱 賵 賴卮鬲 爻丕賱賴 亘賵丿貙 賵 賲賳 爻蹖 賵 賴卮鬲 爻丕賱 爻賳 丿丕卮鬲賲貨 賲賳 丿賵丕夭丿賴 爻丕賱 丕夭 夭賳賲 噩賵丕賳鬲乇 亘賵丿賲貨 禺蹖丕賱 賲蹖鈥屭┵嗁� 丕賵 丨丕賱丕 禺蹖賱蹖 賵賯鬲 丕爻鬲 讴賴 賲購乇丿賴貙 賴乇趩賳丿 賲胤賲卅賳 賳蹖爻鬲賲貨 倬爻 丕夭 胤賱丕賯貙 卮卮 爻丕賱貙 丿乇 讴乇蹖爻賲爻鈥屸€屬囏ж� 亘乇丕蹖賲 賳丕賲賴鈥� 丕蹖 亘賱賳丿 亘丕賱丕 賲蹖鈥屬嗁堌簇� 賵 賲賳 賴乇诏夭 噩賵丕亘卮 乇丕 賳賲蹖鈥屫ж�...)貨 倬丕蹖丕賳 賳賯賱
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September 21, 2021
"夭賳丕賳" 讴鬲丕亘蹖 讴賴 賳亘丕蹖丿 禺賵丕賳丿.
丿乇 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 丌賯丕蹖 亘賵讴賵賮爻讴蹖貙 夭賳賴丕 丕夭 賴乇 鬲蹖倬 賵 丿乇 賴乇 爻賳蹖貙 賴賲賴 丿賲 丿爻鬲蹖貙 丕乇夭丕賳 賵 賴賵賱 倬蹖乇賲乇丿賴丕蹖 趩丕賯賽 噩賵卮蹖賽 丿丕卅賲 丕賱禺賲乇 賽 夭卮鬲 丕賳丿 賵 亘乇丕蹖 賴賲禺賵丕亘诏蹖 亘丕 丕賵賳賴丕 诏蹖爻 賵 诏蹖爻 讴卮蹖 賲蹖鈥屭┵嗁嗀� 賵 丿乇 賳賴丕蹖鬲 亘毓丿 丕夭 趩賳丿 乇賵夭 賲丕噩乇丕噩賵蹖蹖 噩賳爻蹖 倬乇卮賵乇貙 丿賵乇 丕賳丿丕禺鬲賴 賲蹖卮賳 . 賵賱蹖 亘丕夭賲 賵賱 讴賳 賳蹖爻鬲賳 .
賴賲賴 夭賳賴丕蹖 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 丕夭 賳馗乇 噩賳爻蹖 賲賳丨氐乇 亘賮乇丿 賵 倬乇卮賵乇賳 賵 賴乇 讴丿丕賲 噩賵丕賳鬲乇 丕夭 賯亘賱蹖 賴爻鬲賳丿. 賵賱蹖 賲乇丿 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 賱夭賵賲蹖 賳丿丕乇賴 丨鬲蹖 賱亘丕爻 夭蹖乇 鬲賲蹖夭蹖 亘倬賵卮賴 蹖丕 賯亘賱 丕夭 亘賵爻蹖丿賳 賱毓亘鬲卮 賲爻賵丕讴 亘夭賳賴. 趩賵賳 丕賵賳 丌賱鬲 丿丕乇賴 賵 賴賲蹖賳 亘乇丕蹖 亘乇鬲乇蹖 讴丕賮蹖 賵 丕夭 爻乇 夭賳賴丕 夭蹖丕丿賴 .
亘禺卮 毓賲丿賴 丕蹖 丕夭 丿丕爻鬲丕賳貙 乇賵丕蹖鬲 噩夭卅蹖丕鬲 爻讴爻 賴賳乇蹖 趩蹖賳丕賳爻讴蹖 亘丕 夭賳賴丕蹖 賲禺鬲賱賮賴 賵 亘毓丿 丕蹖賳讴賴 趩胤賵乇 賴乇讴丿賵賲 乇賵 讴賳丕乇 賲蹖匕丕乇賴 賵 亘毓丿蹖 禺賵丿卮賵 鬲賵蹖 亘睾賱卮 倬乇鬲 賲蹖讴賳賴 . 丌乇賴 禺蹖乇 爻乇鬲 倬蹖乇賲乇丿 诏賵夭賵...
丌賯丕蹖 亘賵讴賵賮爻讴蹖 賲蹖鬲賵賳爻鬲 亘丕 禺乇丿賴 丿丕爻鬲丕賳賴丕蹖 噩賳爻蹖 丕蹖賳 讴鬲丕亘貙 賳賵蹖爻賳丿賴 亘乇鬲乇 爻丕蹖鬲 爻賴 讴丕賮 亘卮賴 . 賯丿乇 禺賵丿卮賵 賳丿賵賳爻鬲.
賵 丿乇丌禺乇貙 蹖诏 賴蹖趩 亘夭乇诏 丕夭 丕蹖賳 讴鬲丕亘 亘乇丕賲 亘賴 蹖丕丿诏丕乇 賲賵賳丿.
賲乇爻蹖 丕夭 噩賵丕丿 亘乇丕蹖 賲毓乇賮蹖 丕蹖賳 賲夭禺乇賮 賵 賮乇氐鬲 賴賲禺賵丕賳蹖 讴賴 丕氐賱丕 鬲賵卮 賴賲丕賴賳诏 賳蹖爻鬲蹖賲 馃槵馃尯
丿乇 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 丌賯丕蹖 亘賵讴賵賮爻讴蹖貙 夭賳賴丕 丕夭 賴乇 鬲蹖倬 賵 丿乇 賴乇 爻賳蹖貙 賴賲賴 丿賲 丿爻鬲蹖貙 丕乇夭丕賳 賵 賴賵賱 倬蹖乇賲乇丿賴丕蹖 趩丕賯賽 噩賵卮蹖賽 丿丕卅賲 丕賱禺賲乇 賽 夭卮鬲 丕賳丿 賵 亘乇丕蹖 賴賲禺賵丕亘诏蹖 亘丕 丕賵賳賴丕 诏蹖爻 賵 诏蹖爻 讴卮蹖 賲蹖鈥屭┵嗁嗀� 賵 丿乇 賳賴丕蹖鬲 亘毓丿 丕夭 趩賳丿 乇賵夭 賲丕噩乇丕噩賵蹖蹖 噩賳爻蹖 倬乇卮賵乇貙 丿賵乇 丕賳丿丕禺鬲賴 賲蹖卮賳 . 賵賱蹖 亘丕夭賲 賵賱 讴賳 賳蹖爻鬲賳 .
賴賲賴 夭賳賴丕蹖 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 丕夭 賳馗乇 噩賳爻蹖 賲賳丨氐乇 亘賮乇丿 賵 倬乇卮賵乇賳 賵 賴乇 讴丿丕賲 噩賵丕賳鬲乇 丕夭 賯亘賱蹖 賴爻鬲賳丿. 賵賱蹖 賲乇丿 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 賱夭賵賲蹖 賳丿丕乇賴 丨鬲蹖 賱亘丕爻 夭蹖乇 鬲賲蹖夭蹖 亘倬賵卮賴 蹖丕 賯亘賱 丕夭 亘賵爻蹖丿賳 賱毓亘鬲卮 賲爻賵丕讴 亘夭賳賴. 趩賵賳 丕賵賳 丌賱鬲 丿丕乇賴 賵 賴賲蹖賳 亘乇丕蹖 亘乇鬲乇蹖 讴丕賮蹖 賵 丕夭 爻乇 夭賳賴丕 夭蹖丕丿賴 .
亘禺卮 毓賲丿賴 丕蹖 丕夭 丿丕爻鬲丕賳貙 乇賵丕蹖鬲 噩夭卅蹖丕鬲 爻讴爻 賴賳乇蹖 趩蹖賳丕賳爻讴蹖 亘丕 夭賳賴丕蹖 賲禺鬲賱賮賴 賵 亘毓丿 丕蹖賳讴賴 趩胤賵乇 賴乇讴丿賵賲 乇賵 讴賳丕乇 賲蹖匕丕乇賴 賵 亘毓丿蹖 禺賵丿卮賵 鬲賵蹖 亘睾賱卮 倬乇鬲 賲蹖讴賳賴 . 丌乇賴 禺蹖乇 爻乇鬲 倬蹖乇賲乇丿 诏賵夭賵...
丌賯丕蹖 亘賵讴賵賮爻讴蹖 賲蹖鬲賵賳爻鬲 亘丕 禺乇丿賴 丿丕爻鬲丕賳賴丕蹖 噩賳爻蹖 丕蹖賳 讴鬲丕亘貙 賳賵蹖爻賳丿賴 亘乇鬲乇 爻丕蹖鬲 爻賴 讴丕賮 亘卮賴 . 賯丿乇 禺賵丿卮賵 賳丿賵賳爻鬲.
賵 丿乇丌禺乇貙 蹖诏 賴蹖趩 亘夭乇诏 丕夭 丕蹖賳 讴鬲丕亘 亘乇丕賲 亘賴 蹖丕丿诏丕乇 賲賵賳丿.
賲乇爻蹖 丕夭 噩賵丕丿 亘乇丕蹖 賲毓乇賮蹖 丕蹖賳 賲夭禺乇賮 賵 賮乇氐鬲 賴賲禺賵丕賳蹖 讴賴 丕氐賱丕 鬲賵卮 賴賲丕賴賳诏 賳蹖爻鬲蹖賲 馃槵馃尯
June 23, 2013
I think it was more of a personal challenge to actually finish the book. I wanted to throw it away every time I opened it, but I always hoped that maybe, maybe there was a good part coming. Could have spent the money on a decent lunch instead of this.
The main character spends so much time describing the sexual encounters and his drunken stupor that you feel no remorse, no sentiment from him, no nothing. Just a child that sees a new toy and damn sure he's going to get it and play with it, then toss it aside without looking at it twice.
I could say I hated it because the women there were either emotionally dead or purely hysterical. I could say I hated it because the main character tried to "excuse" his pathetic life by blaming his parents, without actually making any change.
But the actual reason why I hate it is because it's basically written porn. And badly written. Could've saved myself some time opening a redtube tab.
The main character spends so much time describing the sexual encounters and his drunken stupor that you feel no remorse, no sentiment from him, no nothing. Just a child that sees a new toy and damn sure he's going to get it and play with it, then toss it aside without looking at it twice.
I could say I hated it because the women there were either emotionally dead or purely hysterical. I could say I hated it because the main character tried to "excuse" his pathetic life by blaming his parents, without actually making any change.
But the actual reason why I hate it is because it's basically written porn. And badly written. Could've saved myself some time opening a redtube tab.
July 15, 2012
This book is CRAZY!!! I cannot believe I read the entire thing in 3 days. You can't put it down. In fact, it made it's rounds through at least 8 people I know of, and it's probably still making the rounds. Everyone had the same experience. You start it and Bukowski goes into the most sexist, vulgar, repulsive descriptions of the main character's relationship to women, but something makes you keep reading. I stopped at several points wondering, "why the hell am I reading this?", yet I went on. This is a wild feat, making this a brilliant work of art.
The main character is an upper middle-aged man. He's disgusting and a complete drunk. He's also a writer. His greatest ambition in life is the "f@*k" an 18 year old girl when he's 80 year's old. Did I say this was vulgar? It's the worst and best reading you've ever done. You'll fly through it, never knowing exactly why....
The main character is an upper middle-aged man. He's disgusting and a complete drunk. He's also a writer. His greatest ambition in life is the "f@*k" an 18 year old girl when he's 80 year's old. Did I say this was vulgar? It's the worst and best reading you've ever done. You'll fly through it, never knowing exactly why....
August 17, 2023
鈥溌緿e d贸nde ven铆an las mujeres? La reserva era inacabable. Cada una de ellas era individual, diferente. Sus chochos eran diferentes, sus besos eran diferentes, sus pechos eran diferentes, pero ning煤n hombre pod铆a beb茅rselas todas, eran demasiadas, cruzando sus piernas, volviendo locos a los hombres. 隆Vaya un fest铆n!鈥�La literatura de Bukowski es el propio Bukowski. En 茅l, en el personaje-autor, y en la fuerza de su lenguaje, duro, sincero e imp煤dico, reside toda la fascinaci贸n que provoca su literatura (que Bukowski me perdone por calificarla como literatura).
鈥淭en铆a cincuenta a帽os y no me hab铆a acostado con una mujer desde hac铆a cuatro鈥� Yo hab铆a estado casado a帽os antes, a la edad de 35. El matrimonio dur贸 a帽o y medio. Mi mujer se divorci贸 de m铆. S贸lo una vez en mi vida hab铆a estado enamorado, pero ella muri贸 de alcoholismo agudo. Muri贸 a los 48 a帽os, cuando yo ten铆a 38. Mi mujer era doce a帽os m谩s joven que yo. Creo que tambi茅n ella est谩 ahora muerta...鈥�As铆 empieza la tercera novela de la serie Chinaski. Su situaci贸n de sequ铆a sexual ten铆a los d铆as contados: iba a conocer a Lydia. Lydia pensaba que Chinaski se merec铆a algo de amor. Chinaski estaba escribiendo su primera novela, pero ya era conocido en ciertos ambientes literarios. Era coeditor de una revista de poes铆a y 茅l mismo hac铆a lecturas de sus poemas. Su p煤blico, muy parecido al de un grupo punk, quer铆a o铆r al viejo obsceno, borracho y mujeriego que aparec铆a en sus obras. Con cierta frecuencia Chinaski y su p煤blico acababan insult谩ndose mutuamente, esas eran las mejores sesiones. Como esos psic贸patas asesinos de mujeres que en la c谩rcel reciben cartas de amor de admiradoras, Chinaski empez贸 a recibir llamadas de tel茅fono, cartas y visitas a su apartamento de mujeres extra帽amente fascinadas por su trabajo y quiz谩s tambi茅n atra铆das por su fragilidad.
鈥淟as lecturas a veces te proporcionaban un buen culo. Las estrellas de rock consegu铆an culos; los buenos boxeadores consegu铆an culos; los grandes toreros consegu铆an v铆rgenes. De alguna manera, s贸lo los toreros se lo merec铆an de verdad.鈥�Toda la novela es una sucesi贸n de experiencias similares: Chinaski, incapaz de resistirse al atractivo de unas bonitas piernas y a la perspectiva de un buen polvo, se pelea con su pareja, esta intenta pagarle con la misma moneda, no siempre de forma infructuosa, se reconcilian entre botellas y vomitonas (Chinaski expulsa casi m谩s que traga), follan si la borrachera lo permite y vuelta a empezar, as铆 una y otra vez desde Lydia, pasando por Dee Dee, Nicole, Mindy, Katherine, Joanna, Tammie, Mercedes, Cecilia, Liza, el t谩ndem Gertrude-Hilda, Cassie, Debra, Sara, Tessie, Iris, Tanya, Valerie y Valencia, hasta llegar nuevamente a Sara, la que se supone fue su mujer Linda Lee en la vida real.
鈥淐omo hab铆a nacido hombre, anhelaba constantemente mujeres, cuanto m谩s guarras mejor. Y sin embargo las mujeres, las buenas mujeres, me daban miedo porque a veces quer铆an tu alma, y lo poco que quedaba de la m铆a, quer铆a conservarlo para m铆. B谩sicamente deseaba prostitutas, porque eran duras, sin esperanzas, y no ped铆an nada personal. Nada se perd铆a cuando ellas se iban. Pero al mismo tiempo so帽aba con una mujer buena y cari帽osa, a pesar de lo que me pudiera costar.鈥�Chinaski hab铆a superado la barrera del medio siglo y estaba resarci茅ndose de todas esas mujeres inalcanzables en su juventud sin que el da帽o que pudiera provocar en ellas pudiera frenarle. Ten铆a la certeza de que toda relaci贸n estaba abocada al fracaso, de que toda relaci贸n ir铆a marchit谩ndose sin remedio y que adem谩s鈥�
鈥� 鈥淓ra viejo y feo. Quiz谩s por eso era tan agradable trinc谩rsela dentro a jovencitas. Yo era King Kong y ellas eran fr谩giles y tiernas. 驴Estaba tratando de penetrar por un camino que me alejase de la muerte? 驴Estando con chicas j贸venes esperaba no hacerme viejo, no sentirme viejo? Solamente no quer铆a envejecer de mala manera, quer铆a simplemente cortar, estar muerto antes de que llegara la muerte.鈥�Pero las mujeres supon铆an adem谩s otra cosa, eran un buen material para su literatura. 鈥淐reo que te follas a las mujeres s贸lo para escribir que te las has follado鈥�, le espeta alguien en un momento dado de la novela, y, como 茅l dice, romper con una mujer es la 煤nica forma de encontrar otra y, por tanto, conseguir material nuevo.
鈥淭en铆a que probar mujeres para llegar a conocerlas bien, entrar en ellas. Pod铆a inventarme personajes masculinos porque yo era uno, pero las mujeres para m铆 eran casi imposibles de ficcionalizar sin antes conocerlas. As铆 que las exploraba lo mejor que pod铆a y encontraba dentro de ellas seres humanos. Entonces me olvidaba de la literatura, el hecho de escribir se quedaba en segundo t茅rmino y a m铆 me pose铆a el episodio en s铆. Cuando se acababa, la literatura era el residuo que quedaba de ello.鈥�Como ven, Chinaski no es un tipo muy agradable, aunque s铆 atractivo. Tosco, d茅bil (鈥淢i arte es mi miedo. De ah铆 lo arranco鈥�), incapaz de resistirse a sus impulsos, solitario por naturaleza, nada es lo bastante bueno para 茅l. De las mujeres, adem谩s del folleteo, que a veces consigue por la fuerza, solo quiere comer con ellas, llevarlas al boxeo o a las carreras de caballo y dormir con ellas, nada de conversaci贸n ni ataduras. Chinaski no tiene dios ni conciencia pol铆tica ni ideales, nunca vota, solo quiere que le dejen tranquilo, beber, follar y escribir novelas como esta de 鈥淢ujeres鈥�, sus tres grandes adicciones.
November 29, 2020
Some incredible one-liners and observations - Bukowski's blunt and candid writing never disappoints. However, this novel is incredibly and painfully repetitive which, though intentional, is a little tiresome. Not for the faint-hearted.
June 3, 2016
Es incre铆ble lo sencillo que puede parecer un escrito pero que tenga un trasfondo tal interesante.
Si lo vemos muy superficialmente, estamos con Henry Chinaski, (un alter ego de Bukowski) que es un escritor que est谩 muy cerca de llegar a los 60 a帽os, m谩s o menos. La historia nos sigue en como 茅l y otras mujeres mucho m谩s j贸venes tienen encuentros sexuales. As铆 que el hilo de la historia es b谩sicamente este hombre teniendo sexo con una y otra y otra mujer...
Podr铆a sonar tedioso, o con poca gracia, pero Bukowski y su pluma tienen una dimensi贸n impresionante.
Henry Chinaski es de los mejores personajes que he le铆do. Conectar con sus pensamientos tan crudamente reales, es incre铆ble.
La forma en la que durante todo el libro se va cuestionando el comportamiento, o el ser de las mujeres, relacionando sus m煤ltiples encuentros sexuales con una especie de investigaci贸n indirecta en donde la conclusi贸n resulta que cada mujer es un mundo.... y el desear铆a descubrir la mayor铆a, as铆 fuera imposible.
El final tambi茅n es incre铆ble. Ya que en casi todo el libro pens茅 que Chinaski ser铆a un personaje que no se salvar铆a.... pero al final lo hizo. Cambi贸. Evolucion贸. Un desarrollo de personaje que se ve notablemente solo en las 煤ltimas p谩ginas del libro, pero que fue de las mejores partes, y un toque incre铆ble.
Una lectura de todo mi gusto, que le铆 r谩pido y con mucho inter茅s. Una lectura muy real, muy cruda, y muy "gr谩fica". Ya que Bukowski se encarga que el lector le quede claro cada uno de sus pensamientos, y cada uno de los movimientos en sus encuentros sexuales...y esto implica escribir con mucha crudeza.
Uno de los mejores libros que he le铆do.
Si lo vemos muy superficialmente, estamos con Henry Chinaski, (un alter ego de Bukowski) que es un escritor que est谩 muy cerca de llegar a los 60 a帽os, m谩s o menos. La historia nos sigue en como 茅l y otras mujeres mucho m谩s j贸venes tienen encuentros sexuales. As铆 que el hilo de la historia es b谩sicamente este hombre teniendo sexo con una y otra y otra mujer...
Podr铆a sonar tedioso, o con poca gracia, pero Bukowski y su pluma tienen una dimensi贸n impresionante.
Henry Chinaski es de los mejores personajes que he le铆do. Conectar con sus pensamientos tan crudamente reales, es incre铆ble.
La forma en la que durante todo el libro se va cuestionando el comportamiento, o el ser de las mujeres, relacionando sus m煤ltiples encuentros sexuales con una especie de investigaci贸n indirecta en donde la conclusi贸n resulta que cada mujer es un mundo.... y el desear铆a descubrir la mayor铆a, as铆 fuera imposible.
El final tambi茅n es incre铆ble. Ya que en casi todo el libro pens茅 que Chinaski ser铆a un personaje que no se salvar铆a.... pero al final lo hizo. Cambi贸. Evolucion贸. Un desarrollo de personaje que se ve notablemente solo en las 煤ltimas p谩ginas del libro, pero que fue de las mejores partes, y un toque incre铆ble.
Una lectura de todo mi gusto, que le铆 r谩pido y con mucho inter茅s. Una lectura muy real, muy cruda, y muy "gr谩fica". Ya que Bukowski se encarga que el lector le quede claro cada uno de sus pensamientos, y cada uno de los movimientos en sus encuentros sexuales...y esto implica escribir con mucha crudeza.
Uno de los mejores libros que he le铆do.
July 3, 2014
I'll sum it up for you.
Drink, fuck, drink, horse race, drink, driiiiiiiink, write, drink, drink, watch a boxing match, give a reading, drink, fuck, drink, fuck, fuck, sleep, drink, write, drink, drink, fuck, drink, fuck, give a reading, drink, fuck, drink, fuuuuuuuck, drink, drink, fuck, fuck, drink, fuck.
These are the names of the ladies in his life: Lydia, Katherine, Joanna, Nicole, Debra, Tanya, Gertrude, Hilda, Iris, Mercedes, Liza,and Tammie. (There are others; I missed a few.)
There is some remarkable insight hidden within these pages.
What I liked most is the crude honesty and the brutal humanity. Bukowski's passion is exhilarating.
* * *
"You're so full of shit!"
I laughed. "That's why I write."
Drink, fuck, drink, horse race, drink, driiiiiiiink, write, drink, drink, watch a boxing match, give a reading, drink, fuck, drink, fuck, fuck, sleep, drink, write, drink, drink, fuck, drink, fuck, give a reading, drink, fuck, drink, fuuuuuuuck, drink, drink, fuck, fuck, drink, fuck.
These are the names of the ladies in his life: Lydia, Katherine, Joanna, Nicole, Debra, Tanya, Gertrude, Hilda, Iris, Mercedes, Liza,and Tammie. (There are others; I missed a few.)
There is some remarkable insight hidden within these pages.
What I liked most is the crude honesty and the brutal humanity. Bukowski's passion is exhilarating.
* * *
"You're so full of shit!"
I laughed. "That's why I write."
February 22, 2019
Probably my least favorite Bukowski novel, if only because it is the one most commonly used against him by readers with a college freshmen understanding of what misogyny actually is. Anyone who's ever read the man's oeuvre or seen any of his interviews and walked away with the impression that he was anything but an equal-opportunity misanthrope might have a slightly skewed view of things. If anything, he was harder on the men around him, and he hated everyone for their greed, cruelty, and dullness, but he only fucked the women, so I guess that made him a misogynist...
March 30, 2017
Well, this is one of the instances where I'm not sure how I should start my review. It's not because I don't have anything to say, because trust me, I have sooo many opinions, I just have no idea where my rant should begin.
First of all, how the fuck is Bukowski this popular? Please someone explain this to me, because I can't wrap my mind around the fact that people actually love and worship him as an author. And how did he not have like a thousand children and didn't die of liver cirosis or STDs?
Now that I got this out of the way, I can actually focus on the rest.
So, Henry Chinaski...wow, just wow. Shittiest excuse for a man I've ever seen. There are two things that make his character even worse than he is:
1. he is based on the author
2. he is aware of his flaws and what he's doing wrong, yet he just accepts it like he can't influence it
I wanted to yell 'OTHER PEOPLE HAVE A HARD LIFE TOO' into his face like all the freakin' time.
He is so unlikable, he's so vulgar and rude and acts like he's the only goddamn creature in this world that's worth anything. He doesn't have one single human interaction with anyone and is so misogynystic that it hurt. Speaking as a woman, I was offended by this on every possible level. My guesses are that you can only enjoy this if you are a really oblivious person (and probably a male).
*not trying to be offensive here, just giving my opinion*
The plot didn't exist. It was a repetitive cycle of drinking, having sex and going to horse races, with the occasional poetry reading here and there.
There was a scene right at the beginning where Lydia tells him that he doesn't understand women, and this is pretty much the summary of this book. He doesn't understand them, yet he likes to pretend like he does and like he is dominant over them in every way. He sees them as a sum of their body parts and gets rid of them as soon as they serve their purpose. This book would have gotten 2 stars had there not been several occasions on which he rapes some of the girls. This was definitely it for me.
Somewhere near the end he has an encounter with a petit woman and he says something along the lines of 'it will be like raping a child' while thinking about the possible intercourse with her.
How on earth can you like a character who says stuff like this?
We get some 300 pages of text, all focusing on someone who lives an emtpy life. There is no moral to this, no story, no profound reveal at the end. We just witness someone not knowing how to properly live and make something that's actually pleasant. It's a bunch of self pitty mixed with extremely bad decisions.
Chinaski (and persumably Bukowski) was a swine with no respect towards anything, and I truly believe he shouldn't be half as popular as he is.
I will end this now, because I don't want to get even more angry.
First of all, how the fuck is Bukowski this popular? Please someone explain this to me, because I can't wrap my mind around the fact that people actually love and worship him as an author. And how did he not have like a thousand children and didn't die of liver cirosis or STDs?
Now that I got this out of the way, I can actually focus on the rest.
So, Henry Chinaski...wow, just wow. Shittiest excuse for a man I've ever seen. There are two things that make his character even worse than he is:
1. he is based on the author
2. he is aware of his flaws and what he's doing wrong, yet he just accepts it like he can't influence it
I wanted to yell 'OTHER PEOPLE HAVE A HARD LIFE TOO' into his face like all the freakin' time.
He is so unlikable, he's so vulgar and rude and acts like he's the only goddamn creature in this world that's worth anything. He doesn't have one single human interaction with anyone and is so misogynystic that it hurt. Speaking as a woman, I was offended by this on every possible level. My guesses are that you can only enjoy this if you are a really oblivious person (and probably a male).
*not trying to be offensive here, just giving my opinion*
The plot didn't exist. It was a repetitive cycle of drinking, having sex and going to horse races, with the occasional poetry reading here and there.
There was a scene right at the beginning where Lydia tells him that he doesn't understand women, and this is pretty much the summary of this book. He doesn't understand them, yet he likes to pretend like he does and like he is dominant over them in every way. He sees them as a sum of their body parts and gets rid of them as soon as they serve their purpose. This book would have gotten 2 stars had there not been several occasions on which he rapes some of the girls. This was definitely it for me.
Somewhere near the end he has an encounter with a petit woman and he says something along the lines of 'it will be like raping a child' while thinking about the possible intercourse with her.
How on earth can you like a character who says stuff like this?
We get some 300 pages of text, all focusing on someone who lives an emtpy life. There is no moral to this, no story, no profound reveal at the end. We just witness someone not knowing how to properly live and make something that's actually pleasant. It's a bunch of self pitty mixed with extremely bad decisions.
Chinaski (and persumably Bukowski) was a swine with no respect towards anything, and I truly believe he shouldn't be half as popular as he is.
I will end this now, because I don't want to get even more angry.
January 1, 2018
賴賳丕 賮賯胤 賳孬乇 乇丕卅毓 賵乇賵丕賷丞 亘爻賷胤丞 噩丿賸丕.. 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賵乇賵丕賷丞 鬲丨賲賱 丕爻賲 (賳爻丕亍) 丨爻賳賸丕 賲丕匕丕 賳賳鬲馗乇責 :) 賴賱 孬賲丞 噩丿賷丿責
賷賰賲賱 鬲卮賷賳丕爻賰賷 丨賷丕鬲賴 丕賱賮賵囟賵賷丞 丕賱鬲賷 賷賵孬賯賴丕 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 - 毓賳 賳賮爻賴 胤亘毓賸丕 - 丨賷孬 賷爻鬲賲乇 鬲賳賯賾賱賴 丕賱賵馗賷賮賷 賲賳 毓賲賱賺 賱毓賲賱 賵賱丕 兀毓賱賲 賲丕賴匕丕 丕賱丨馗 丕賱匕賷 賷賯丕亘賱賴 賱兀噩賱 丕賱丨氐賵賱 毓賱賶 賰賱 賴匕賴 丕賱賮乇氐責 乇亘賲丕 廿賳禺丕賮囟 丕賱兀噩賵乇 賵賯亘賵賱賴 亘兀賷 毓賲賱 賷賲賰賳賴 賲賳 匕賱賰!!... 賵亘丕賱賲賯丕亘賱 賷爻鬲賲乇 賴賵 賮賷 毓乇亘丿鬲賴 賵毓賱丕賯丕鬲賴 賲毓 丕賱賳爻丕亍. 賵賱賰賳 賮賷 賴匕賴 丕賱賲乇丨賱丞 賷賵孬賯 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賱賳噩賲賴 丕賱卮毓乇賷 丕賱匕賷 亘丿兀 賷亘夭睾 兀賰孬乇 賵兀賰孬乇.
Charles Bukowski : Whisky / Beer.. Women
賴匕賴 乇賵丕賷丞 賱賵 丨匕賮 賲賳賴丕 丨丿賷孬賴 丕賱賲賰乇乇 毓賳 丕賱賳爻丕亍 賰賲卮丕賴丿 毓丕亘乇丞 賱丕 鬲禺賱 亘爻賷丕賯 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲賳 賳丕丨賷丞 鬲賰賳賷賰 丕賱賳氐 賵賱賵 丨匕賮 賲賳賴丕 鬲賰乇丕乇賴 賱賲卮丕賴丿 丕賱亘賷乇丞 賵丕賱賲卮丕賴丿 丕賱賲賰乇乇丞 賲賳匕 乇賵丕賷鬲賴 丕賱兀賵賱賶 孬賲 丕賱孬丕賳賷丞 賱賰賳 丕賱毓賲賱 兀氐睾乇 丨鬲賶 賲賳 (賳賵賮賷賱丕).. 賳毓賲 賴賷 爻賷乇丞 乇賵丕卅賷丞 賱賰賳 乇亘賲丕 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賰丕賳 賱賷賳噩丨 兀賰孬乇 賮賷 鬲賵孬賷賯 爻賷乇鬲賴 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷丞 賰賱賴丕 賮賷 (乇賵丕賷鬲賷賳) 賮賯胤 亘賷賳 乇賵丕賷丕鬲賴 丕賱賭(6) 乇睾賲 兀賳賴 賯丿 鬲亘賯賶 賱賷 賲賳賴丕 (3) 賱賰賳 賱賵 賰丕賳鬲 賰爻丕亘賯丕鬲賴丕 (賳爻丕亍 噩賳爻 / 卮乇丕亘 禺賲乇) 賮賱丕 噩丿賷丿 廿賱丕 廿賳 賰丕賳 "爻賷賱毓亘" 毓賱賶 (鬲賯賳賷丞) 丕賱賳氐 賮賴匕丕 賰匕賱賰 賱賳 賷卮賮毓 賱賴.
兀賳丕 賴賳丕 賱丕 兀毓鬲乇囟 毓賱賶 氐乇丕丨丞 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 毓賳 丕賱賳爻丕亍 賮賴匕賴 丨賯賷賯丞 賰賱 兀賳孬賶 賯丕亘賱賴丕 賮賱賲丕匕丕 兀毓鬲乇囟責.. 賴賱 兀丨丕爻亘賴 毓賱賶 氐丿賯賴 賮賷 鬲爻噩賷賱 鬲賮丕氐賷賱 丨賷丕鬲賴 賵丕賱兀賱賲 丕賱匕賷 賰丕賳 賷毓賷卮賴 賵賴賵 賷爻毓賷 噩丕賴丿賸丕 賱賱丨氐賵賱 毓賱賶 (賲丕賷乇賷丿賴) 賳爻丕亍 賵禺賲乇 賵賰鬲丕亘丞.. 賴匕丕 乇噩賱 賴匕丕 賴賵 胤賲賵丨賴.. 賷賯鬲乇亘 賰孬賷乇賸丕 賲賳 毓亘孬賷丞 "噩賵乇賵噩賷 兀賲丕丿賵丕鈥� 賵賷賯鬲乇亘 賰孬賷乇賸丕 賲賳 氐丿賯 "兀賵爻賰丕乇 賵丕賷賱丿鈥� 賱丕 賷毓乇賮賵賳 丕賱乇鬲賵卮 賵丕賱賰匕亘.
兀乇丕亍 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賴賷 賮賷 丨賯賷賯丞 丕賱兀賲乇 鬲賲孬賱 賯賳丕毓丕鬲賴 丕賱卮禺氐賷丞. 賱匕丕 賱丕 賷賲賰賳賰 夭賳 鬲胤賱亘 賲賳賴 鬲亘丿賷賱 賴匕賴 丕賱賯賳丕毓丕鬲 丨鬲賶 丕賱兀賳孬賶 禺丕乇噩 丕賱賰丕鬲亘 賵賴賷 鬲賯乇兀 毓賳 丕賱兀賳孬賶 丿丕禺賱 丕賱賰鬲丕亘 賷丨賯 賱賴丕 丕賱睾囟亘 賱賰賳 賴匕丕 毓丕賱賲賴 丕賱禺丕氐.
亘丕賱賲賳丕爻亘丞 賱丕 兀毓鬲賯丿 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 噩亘丕賳賸丕.. 丨鬲賷 賵賴賵 賷賴乇亘 亘丕爻賲賴 賵賷氐乇 毓賱賷 兀賳 賷賳賯賱 賱賳丕 丨賷丕鬲賴 賲賳 禺賱丕賱 (賴賳乇賷 鬲卮賷丕賳爻賰賷) 賴賵 賷禺亘乇賳丕 兀賳 賴匕賴 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賱賷爻鬲 賮賯胤 丨賷丕鬲賷 兀賳賴丕 丨賷丕丞 丕賱賰孬賷乇 賵賴匕丕 丕賱賭(鬲卮賷丕賳賰爻賷) 兀丨丿賴賲. 丨鬲賶 賵乇賳 賰丕賳 鬲卮賷丕賳賰爻賷 賴賳丕 賯丿 兀氐亘丨 賮賷 丕賱賭(50) 賲賳 丕賱毓賲乇.
賲丕賷夭丕賱 毓賳氐乇 丕賱賰賵賲賷丿賷丕 賯丕卅賲 賮賷 賰鬲丕亘丕鬲 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賵爻胤 賰賱 賴匕賴 丕賱爻賰乇丕鬲 丕賱賲鬲賰乇乇丞貙 賵賲丕鬲夭丕賱 賯丕卅賲丞 丕賱賳爻丕亍 鬲鬲囟丕毓賮 :
Mercedes, Lydia, Debra, Tanya , Gertrude, Katherine,
賵睾賷乇賴賳 賰孬賷乇丕鬲. 賮丕賱毓賱丕賯丕鬲 丕賱噩賳爻賷丞 - 賱賯丕亍 丕賱爻乇賷乇 - 爻乇賷毓 亘丕賱賳爻亘丞 賱亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賵賰兀賳賴 賷丐賰丿 兀賳 丕賱賲乇兀丞 亘丕賱賳爻亘丞 賱賴 丨丕賱丞 毓丕亘乇丞 亘廿爻鬲孬賳丕亍 鬲噩乇亘丞 丕賱賲乇兀丞 - 丕賱丨亘 - 丕賱鬲賷 賲乇乇賳丕 亘賴丕 賮賷 廿丨丿賶 賲乇丕丨賱 丨賷丕鬲賴 賯亘賱 賴匕賴 丕賱賰鬲丕亘.
賱賵 爻兀賯賷賾賲 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賵賮賯 賲丕 爻亘賯 賱賷爻鬲 賴賷 亘兀毓馗賲 賲賲丕 爻亘賯 賱賰賳 爻兀毓賲丿 賮賷 賳賴丕賷丞 兀禺乇 毓賲賱 賱賴 (兀丿亘 乇禺賷氐) 賱鬲乇鬲賷亘 乇賵丕賷鬲賴 (賲賳 賵噩賴丞 賳馗乇賷 兀賳丕) 賵賴賷 丿賵賳 卮賰 鬲丨賲賱 丕賱氐賵丕亘 賵丕賱禺胤兀. 賱賰賳 賷爻丕毓丿賳賷 毓賱賶 匕賱賰 賯乇丕亍丞 兀毓賲丕賱賴 賰賱賴丕 賲鬲爻賱爻賱丞 賵賮賯 氐丿賵乇賴丕 賵賮賷 兀賯賱 賲賳 卮賴乇賷賳 丨鬲賶 丕賱丌賳.
賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賰賳鬲 爻毓賷丿賸丕 兀賳賳賷 兀賳賴賷鬲賴丕. 賰賳鬲 兀賳馗乇 賱賲卮丕賴丿 鬲毓乇賷 賵噩賳爻賷丞 爻乇賷毓丞 賰兀賳賰 賵爻胤 (賳丕丿賷 賱賷賱賷) 賱賲賳 賲乇 亘賲孬賱 賴匕賴 丕賱鬲噩乇亘丞 賮賷 丨賷丕鬲賴. 丕賱賲卮丕賴丿 賴賳丕 賲卮丕亘賴丞 賱鬲賱賰 丕賱匕賰乇賷丕鬲.
爻兀賳鬲賯賱 賱賱噩夭亍 丕賱乇丕亘毓 (丕賱卮胤賷乇丞) 賵乇亘賲丕 兀賰賲賱 丕賱爻賷乇丞 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷丞 丕賱賲鬲亘賯賷丞 賱賴 亘毓丿 乇賲囟丕賳. 賱丕 兀鬲禺賷賱 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賷賯丕爻賲賳賷 乇賲囟丕賳!!. 乇睾賲 夭賳賴 賱賲 賷鬲亘賯賷 賱賷 爻賵賶 (賴賵賱賷賵丿)貙 賵(兀丿亘 乇禺賷氐) 賵亘賴匕丕 兀賰賵賳 兀賳賴賷鬲賴 噩丕賳亘賴 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷 丕賱匕賷 丨鬲賶 丕賱丌賳 爻毓賷丿 亘賴 亘氐賮丞 毓丕賲丞.
賷賰賲賱 鬲卮賷賳丕爻賰賷 丨賷丕鬲賴 丕賱賮賵囟賵賷丞 丕賱鬲賷 賷賵孬賯賴丕 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 - 毓賳 賳賮爻賴 胤亘毓賸丕 - 丨賷孬 賷爻鬲賲乇 鬲賳賯賾賱賴 丕賱賵馗賷賮賷 賲賳 毓賲賱賺 賱毓賲賱 賵賱丕 兀毓賱賲 賲丕賴匕丕 丕賱丨馗 丕賱匕賷 賷賯丕亘賱賴 賱兀噩賱 丕賱丨氐賵賱 毓賱賶 賰賱 賴匕賴 丕賱賮乇氐責 乇亘賲丕 廿賳禺丕賮囟 丕賱兀噩賵乇 賵賯亘賵賱賴 亘兀賷 毓賲賱 賷賲賰賳賴 賲賳 匕賱賰!!... 賵亘丕賱賲賯丕亘賱 賷爻鬲賲乇 賴賵 賮賷 毓乇亘丿鬲賴 賵毓賱丕賯丕鬲賴 賲毓 丕賱賳爻丕亍. 賵賱賰賳 賮賷 賴匕賴 丕賱賲乇丨賱丞 賷賵孬賯 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賱賳噩賲賴 丕賱卮毓乇賷 丕賱匕賷 亘丿兀 賷亘夭睾 兀賰孬乇 賵兀賰孬乇.
Charles Bukowski : Whisky / Beer.. Women
賴匕賴 乇賵丕賷丞 賱賵 丨匕賮 賲賳賴丕 丨丿賷孬賴 丕賱賲賰乇乇 毓賳 丕賱賳爻丕亍 賰賲卮丕賴丿 毓丕亘乇丞 賱丕 鬲禺賱 亘爻賷丕賯 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賲賳 賳丕丨賷丞 鬲賰賳賷賰 丕賱賳氐 賵賱賵 丨匕賮 賲賳賴丕 鬲賰乇丕乇賴 賱賲卮丕賴丿 丕賱亘賷乇丞 賵丕賱賲卮丕賴丿 丕賱賲賰乇乇丞 賲賳匕 乇賵丕賷鬲賴 丕賱兀賵賱賶 孬賲 丕賱孬丕賳賷丞 賱賰賳 丕賱毓賲賱 兀氐睾乇 丨鬲賶 賲賳 (賳賵賮賷賱丕).. 賳毓賲 賴賷 爻賷乇丞 乇賵丕卅賷丞 賱賰賳 乇亘賲丕 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賰丕賳 賱賷賳噩丨 兀賰孬乇 賮賷 鬲賵孬賷賯 爻賷乇鬲賴 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷丞 賰賱賴丕 賮賷 (乇賵丕賷鬲賷賳) 賮賯胤 亘賷賳 乇賵丕賷丕鬲賴 丕賱賭(6) 乇睾賲 兀賳賴 賯丿 鬲亘賯賶 賱賷 賲賳賴丕 (3) 賱賰賳 賱賵 賰丕賳鬲 賰爻丕亘賯丕鬲賴丕 (賳爻丕亍 噩賳爻 / 卮乇丕亘 禺賲乇) 賮賱丕 噩丿賷丿 廿賱丕 廿賳 賰丕賳 "爻賷賱毓亘" 毓賱賶 (鬲賯賳賷丞) 丕賱賳氐 賮賴匕丕 賰匕賱賰 賱賳 賷卮賮毓 賱賴.
兀賳丕 賴賳丕 賱丕 兀毓鬲乇囟 毓賱賶 氐乇丕丨丞 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 毓賳 丕賱賳爻丕亍 賮賴匕賴 丨賯賷賯丞 賰賱 兀賳孬賶 賯丕亘賱賴丕 賮賱賲丕匕丕 兀毓鬲乇囟責.. 賴賱 兀丨丕爻亘賴 毓賱賶 氐丿賯賴 賮賷 鬲爻噩賷賱 鬲賮丕氐賷賱 丨賷丕鬲賴 賵丕賱兀賱賲 丕賱匕賷 賰丕賳 賷毓賷卮賴 賵賴賵 賷爻毓賷 噩丕賴丿賸丕 賱賱丨氐賵賱 毓賱賶 (賲丕賷乇賷丿賴) 賳爻丕亍 賵禺賲乇 賵賰鬲丕亘丞.. 賴匕丕 乇噩賱 賴匕丕 賴賵 胤賲賵丨賴.. 賷賯鬲乇亘 賰孬賷乇賸丕 賲賳 毓亘孬賷丞 "噩賵乇賵噩賷 兀賲丕丿賵丕鈥� 賵賷賯鬲乇亘 賰孬賷乇賸丕 賲賳 氐丿賯 "兀賵爻賰丕乇 賵丕賷賱丿鈥� 賱丕 賷毓乇賮賵賳 丕賱乇鬲賵卮 賵丕賱賰匕亘.
兀乇丕亍 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賴賷 賮賷 丨賯賷賯丞 丕賱兀賲乇 鬲賲孬賱 賯賳丕毓丕鬲賴 丕賱卮禺氐賷丞. 賱匕丕 賱丕 賷賲賰賳賰 夭賳 鬲胤賱亘 賲賳賴 鬲亘丿賷賱 賴匕賴 丕賱賯賳丕毓丕鬲 丨鬲賶 丕賱兀賳孬賶 禺丕乇噩 丕賱賰丕鬲亘 賵賴賷 鬲賯乇兀 毓賳 丕賱兀賳孬賶 丿丕禺賱 丕賱賰鬲丕亘 賷丨賯 賱賴丕 丕賱睾囟亘 賱賰賳 賴匕丕 毓丕賱賲賴 丕賱禺丕氐.
亘丕賱賲賳丕爻亘丞 賱丕 兀毓鬲賯丿 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 噩亘丕賳賸丕.. 丨鬲賷 賵賴賵 賷賴乇亘 亘丕爻賲賴 賵賷氐乇 毓賱賷 兀賳 賷賳賯賱 賱賳丕 丨賷丕鬲賴 賲賳 禺賱丕賱 (賴賳乇賷 鬲卮賷丕賳爻賰賷) 賴賵 賷禺亘乇賳丕 兀賳 賴匕賴 丕賱丨賷丕丞 賱賷爻鬲 賮賯胤 丨賷丕鬲賷 兀賳賴丕 丨賷丕丞 丕賱賰孬賷乇 賵賴匕丕 丕賱賭(鬲卮賷丕賳賰爻賷) 兀丨丿賴賲. 丨鬲賶 賵乇賳 賰丕賳 鬲卮賷丕賳賰爻賷 賴賳丕 賯丿 兀氐亘丨 賮賷 丕賱賭(50) 賲賳 丕賱毓賲乇.
賲丕賷夭丕賱 毓賳氐乇 丕賱賰賵賲賷丿賷丕 賯丕卅賲 賮賷 賰鬲丕亘丕鬲 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賵爻胤 賰賱 賴匕賴 丕賱爻賰乇丕鬲 丕賱賲鬲賰乇乇丞貙 賵賲丕鬲夭丕賱 賯丕卅賲丞 丕賱賳爻丕亍 鬲鬲囟丕毓賮 :
Mercedes, Lydia, Debra, Tanya , Gertrude, Katherine,
賵睾賷乇賴賳 賰孬賷乇丕鬲. 賮丕賱毓賱丕賯丕鬲 丕賱噩賳爻賷丞 - 賱賯丕亍 丕賱爻乇賷乇 - 爻乇賷毓 亘丕賱賳爻亘丞 賱亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賵賰兀賳賴 賷丐賰丿 兀賳 丕賱賲乇兀丞 亘丕賱賳爻亘丞 賱賴 丨丕賱丞 毓丕亘乇丞 亘廿爻鬲孬賳丕亍 鬲噩乇亘丞 丕賱賲乇兀丞 - 丕賱丨亘 - 丕賱鬲賷 賲乇乇賳丕 亘賴丕 賮賷 廿丨丿賶 賲乇丕丨賱 丨賷丕鬲賴 賯亘賱 賴匕賴 丕賱賰鬲丕亘.
賱賵 爻兀賯賷賾賲 賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賵賮賯 賲丕 爻亘賯 賱賷爻鬲 賴賷 亘兀毓馗賲 賲賲丕 爻亘賯 賱賰賳 爻兀毓賲丿 賮賷 賳賴丕賷丞 兀禺乇 毓賲賱 賱賴 (兀丿亘 乇禺賷氐) 賱鬲乇鬲賷亘 乇賵丕賷鬲賴 (賲賳 賵噩賴丞 賳馗乇賷 兀賳丕) 賵賴賷 丿賵賳 卮賰 鬲丨賲賱 丕賱氐賵丕亘 賵丕賱禺胤兀. 賱賰賳 賷爻丕毓丿賳賷 毓賱賶 匕賱賰 賯乇丕亍丞 兀毓賲丕賱賴 賰賱賴丕 賲鬲爻賱爻賱丞 賵賮賯 氐丿賵乇賴丕 賵賮賷 兀賯賱 賲賳 卮賴乇賷賳 丨鬲賶 丕賱丌賳.
賴匕賴 丕賱乇賵丕賷丞 賰賳鬲 爻毓賷丿賸丕 兀賳賳賷 兀賳賴賷鬲賴丕. 賰賳鬲 兀賳馗乇 賱賲卮丕賴丿 鬲毓乇賷 賵噩賳爻賷丞 爻乇賷毓丞 賰兀賳賰 賵爻胤 (賳丕丿賷 賱賷賱賷) 賱賲賳 賲乇 亘賲孬賱 賴匕賴 丕賱鬲噩乇亘丞 賮賷 丨賷丕鬲賴. 丕賱賲卮丕賴丿 賴賳丕 賲卮丕亘賴丞 賱鬲賱賰 丕賱匕賰乇賷丕鬲.
爻兀賳鬲賯賱 賱賱噩夭亍 丕賱乇丕亘毓 (丕賱卮胤賷乇丞) 賵乇亘賲丕 兀賰賲賱 丕賱爻賷乇丞 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷丞 丕賱賲鬲亘賯賷丞 賱賴 亘毓丿 乇賲囟丕賳. 賱丕 兀鬲禺賷賱 亘賵賰賵賮爻賰賷 賷賯丕爻賲賳賷 乇賲囟丕賳!!. 乇睾賲 夭賳賴 賱賲 賷鬲亘賯賷 賱賷 爻賵賶 (賴賵賱賷賵丿)貙 賵(兀丿亘 乇禺賷氐) 賵亘賴匕丕 兀賰賵賳 兀賳賴賷鬲賴 噩丕賳亘賴 丕賱乇賵丕卅賷 丕賱匕賷 丨鬲賶 丕賱丌賳 爻毓賷丿 亘賴 亘氐賮丞 毓丕賲丞.
February 13, 2008
In the words of a reviewer on Amazon, "First off, this book will offend people. It will probably offend you." This book hit a little too close to home (you could say I've met and loved this man in real life). At first, reading it was easy; the language is not complex and the material is the definition of "page-turner" - sex, love, drugs, alcohol - in raw, unapologetic realism. And then around page 200 it all became too much. Chinaski does another poetry reading, beds (and then rapes, though strangely enough he does not call this what it is) a new woman half his age, breaks another woman's heart... and drinks, drinks, drinks. I decided to finish the book, because I was more than 2/3 along the way, and I'm glad I did. Chinaski has a breakthrough eventually, and it is heartbreaking, no matter how much you may have grown to despise him. Whether he'll learn or not, who's to say? But then again, that's life right there. And Bukowski's prose, if nothing else, tells it like it is whether you want to read it or not.
April 24, 2020
螔伪胃渭慰位慰纬委伪: 9/10
危蠂蔚未蠈谓 未蠀慰 蠂蟻蠈谓喂伪 蟺苇蟻伪蟽伪谓 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏谓 蟿蔚位蔚蠀蟿伪委伪 蠁慰蟻维 蟺慰蠀 未喂维尾伪蟽伪 韦蟽伪蟻位蟼 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂 魏伪喂 蔚谓谓慰蔚委蟿伪喂 蟺蠅蟼 慰 维蟿喂渭慰蟼 渭蟺伪纬维蟽伪蟼 渭慰蠀 苇位蔚喂蠄蔚 蟺维蟻伪, 渭伪 蟺维蟻伪 蟺慰位蠉. 螒位位维, 尾苇尾伪喂伪, 未蔚谓 渭蟺慰蟻蔚委蟼 谓伪 未喂伪尾维蟽蔚喂蟼 尾喂尾位委伪 蟿慰蠀 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂 蟿慰 苇谓伪 蟺委蟽蠅 伪蟺蠈 蟿慰 维位位慰, 纬喂伪蟿委 蟺伪委味蔚喂 蟺维谓蟿伪 慰 蟺伪蟻维纬慰谓蟿伪蟼 蟿畏蟼 蠀蟺蔚蟻尾慰位喂魏萎蟼 未蠈蟽畏蟼 魏伪喂 渭蟺慰蟻蔚委 蟽蟿慰 蟿苇位慰蟼 谓伪 魏伪蟿伪位萎尉蔚喂蟼 魏伪喂 蔚蟽蠉 苇谓伪蟼 蟿蟻蔚位伪渭苇谓慰蟼 伪位魏慰慰位喂魏蠈蟼 魏伪喂 蟽蔚尉慰渭伪谓萎蟼, 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 蠈渭蠅蟼 委蠂谓慰蟼 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁喂魏慰蠉 蟿伪位苇谓蟿慰蠀 纬喂伪 谓伪 蔚尉喂蟽慰蟻蟻慰蟺蔚委蟼 魏伪蟿维 魏维蟺慰喂慰 蟿蟻蠈蟺慰 蟿喂蟼 纬伪蠆未慰蠀蟻喂苇蟼 蟽慰蠀. 螝伪喂, 尾苇尾伪喂伪, 畏 蔚蟺慰蠂萎 渭伪蟼 未蔚谓 伪谓苇蠂蔚蟿伪喂 渭蔚 蟿委蟺慰蟿伪 蟿苇蟿慰喂慰蠀蟼 蟽喂蠂伪渭苇谓慰蠀蟼 蟿蠉蟺慰蠀蟼. 螘蟺委蟽畏蟼, 蟿伪 尾喂尾位委伪 蟿慰蠀 未蔚谓 蔚委谓伪喂 伪渭苇蟿蟻畏蟿伪, 魏伪喂 未蔚谓 胃苇位蠅 谓伪 尉蔚渭蔚委谓蠅 蟿蔚位蔚委蠅蟼 (伪谓 魏伪喂, 尾苇尾伪喂伪, 渭蟺慰蟻蠋 魏维位位喂蟽蟿伪 谓伪 尉伪谓伪未喂伪尾维蟽蠅 尾喂尾位委伪 蟿慰蠀 未蠀慰 魏伪喂 蟿蟻蔚喂蟼 蠁慰蟻苇蟼 伪魏蠈渭伪).
韦苇位慰蟼 蟺维谓蟿蠅谓, 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏谓 蟺蟻蠋蟿畏 魏喂蠈位伪蟼 蟽蔚位委未伪 魏伪蟿维位伪尾伪 蠈蟿喂 胃伪 未喂维尾伪味伪 蟿慰谓 蟺伪位喂蠈, 魏伪位蠈 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂, 蟿慰谓 伪位魏慰慰位喂魏蠈 蟺慰蟻谓蠈纬蔚蟻慰 蟺慰蠀 伪蟺慰位维渭尾伪谓蔚 蟿慰 伪位魏慰蠈位, 蟿慰 蟺萎未畏渭伪 魏伪喂 蟿慰 纬蟻维蠄喂渭慰, 渭蔚 伪蠀蟿萎 蟿畏 蟽蔚喂蟻维. 螘喂位喂魏蟻喂谓维 未蔚谓 渭蟺慰蟻蠋 谓伪 蔚尉畏纬萎蟽蠅 渭蔚 蟽伪蠁萎谓蔚喂伪 纬喂伪蟿委 渭慰蠀 伪蟻苇蟽蔚喂 蟿蠈蟽慰 蟺慰位蠉 伪蠀蟿蠈蟼 慰 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁苇伪蟼, 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏 蟽蟿喂纬渭萎 蟺慰蠀 魏伪谓苇谓伪 伪蟺蠈 蟿伪 尾喂尾位委伪 蟿慰蠀 慰蠀蟽喂伪蟽蟿喂魏维 未蔚谓 苇蠂蔚喂 蟺位慰魏萎, 魏维胃蔚 渭蠀胃喂蟽蟿蠈蟻畏渭维 蟿慰蠀 胃伪 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽蔚 谓伪 蔚委谓伪喂 未喂伪魏蠈蟽喂蔚蟼 萎 蟿蟻喂伪魏蠈蟽喂蔚蟼 蟽蔚位委未蔚蟼, 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 魏维蟺慰喂伪 渭蔚纬维位畏 未喂伪蠁慰蟻维. 螛伪 苇位蔚纬伪 蠈蟿喂 慰 蠅渭蠈蟼, 蔚喂位喂魏蟻喂谓萎蟼, 魏蠀谓喂魏蠈蟼 魏伪喂 伪蠀蟿慰蟽伪蟻魏伪蟽蟿喂魏蠈蟼 蟿蟻蠈蟺慰蟼 纬蟻伪蠁萎蟼 伪纬纬委味蔚喂 魏维蟿喂 渭苇蟽伪 渭慰蠀. 螤蟻伪纬渭伪蟿喂魏维 伪蟺慰位伪渭尾维谓蠅 谓伪 未喂伪尾维味蠅 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委蔚蟼 蟿慰蠀, 苇蟽蟿蠅 魏伪喂 伪谓 未蔚谓 胃伪 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽伪 渭蔚 蟿委蟺慰蟿伪 谓伪 蟿喂蟼 未喂伪尾维蟽蠅 蠁蠅谓伪蠂蟿维, 蟺.蠂. 蟽蔚 魏维蟺慰喂慰谓 蟺慰蠀 胃苇位蔚喂 谓伪 渭维胃蔚喂 蟿喂 伪魏蟻喂尾蠋蟼 未喂伪尾维味蠅. 螛伪 魏慰魏魏委谓喂味伪 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏 谓蟿蟻慰蟺萎 渭慰蠀, 魏伪喂 蔚喂未喂魏维 渭蔚 蟿慰蠉蟿慰 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰, 蟺慰蠀 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿委纬魏伪 蟽蟿慰 蟺萎未畏渭伪 魏伪喂 蟿慰 伪位魏慰蠈位, 蟿委纬魏伪 蟽蟿喂蟼 纬蟻伪蠁喂魏苇蟼 蟺蔚蟻喂纬蟻伪蠁苇蟼 魏伪喂 蟿慰谓 魏蠀谓喂蟽渭蠈. 螝伪喂, 蔚谓蟿维尉蔚喂, 蔚喂未喂魏维 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰 伪蟺慰蟿蔚位蔚委 苇谓伪谓 蟺伪谓蔚蠉魏慰位慰 蟽蟿蠈蠂慰 纬喂伪 蟿慰蠀蟼 伪蟺伪谓蟿伪蠂慰蠉 蠁蔚渭喂谓喂蟽蟿苇蟼, 魏伪喂 蔚喂未喂魏维 纬喂'伪蠀蟿慰蠉蟼 蟺慰蠀 尾位苇蟺慰蠀谓 渭慰谓维蠂伪 蟿畏谓 蔚蟺喂蠁维谓蔚喂伪 蟿蠅谓 蟺蟻伪纬渭维蟿蠅谓 魏伪喂 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿蠈蟽慰 蟺蠅蟻蠅渭苇谓慰喂 魏伪喂 魏慰位位畏渭苇谓慰喂. 螒位位维 蟺慰蟽蠋蟼 渭蔚 蔚谓未喂伪蠁苇蟻慰蠀谓 伪蠀蟿慰委, 未蔚谓 胃伪 魏维蟿蟽蠅 谓伪 蟽魏维蟽蠅 魏喂蠈位伪蟼. 螌蟺蠅蟼 蔚委蟺伪, 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰 蟿慰 伪蟺蠈位伪蠀蟽伪 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏谓 蟺蟻蠋蟿畏 渭苇蠂蟻喂 蟿畏谓 蟿蔚位蔚蠀蟿伪委伪 蟽蔚位委未伪.
螖蔚谓 渭蟺慰蟻蠋 谓伪 蟺蠅 蠈蟿喂 胃伪 苇魏伪谓伪 蟺伪蟻苇伪 渭蔚 苇谓伪谓 蟿蠉蟺慰 蟽伪谓 蟿慰谓 围伪谓魏 韦蟽喂谓维蟽魏喂 (蟺慰蠀, 蠁蠀蟽喂魏维, 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿慰 alter ego 蟿慰蠀 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂), 渭喂伪蟼 魏伪喂 蔚未蠋 蟺慰蠀 蟿伪 位苇渭蔚 未蔚谓 蟺委谓蠅 魏伪胃蠈位慰蠀 伪位魏慰蠈位 魏伪喂 渭维位位慰谓 胃伪 蟿慰蠀 蠁伪喂谓蠈渭慰蠀谓 苇谓伪蟼 蠂位蔚蠂位苇蟼 蟿慰蠀 魏蔚蟻伪蟿维 -伪谓 魏伪喂 尾苇尾伪喂伪 委蟽蠅蟼 谓伪 蔚委蠂伪 蟿伪 蟿蠀蠂蔚蟻维 渭慰蠀 渭蔚 蟿喂蟼 纬魏蠈渭蔚谓蔚蟼 蟺慰蠀 蟿慰谓 蟺蔚蟻喂蟿蟻喂纬蠉蟻喂味伪谓-, 蠈渭蠅蟼 蔚委谓伪喂 苇谓伪蟼 蠁慰尾蔚蟻蠈蟼 蟿蠉蟺慰蟼. 螒位萎胃蔚喂伪, 渭苇蟿蟻畏蟽蔚 魏伪谓蔚委蟼 蟿喂蟼 纬蠀谓伪委魏蔚蟼 蟺慰蠀 蔚渭蠁伪谓委蟽蟿畏魏伪谓 蟽蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰 魏伪喂 魏伪蟿维 蟽蠀谓蟿蟻喂蟺蟿喂魏萎 蟺位蔚喂慰蠄畏蠁委伪 蟺畏未萎蠂蟿畏魏伪谓 渭蔚 蟿慰谓 韦蟽喂谓维蟽魏喂; 螤蟻慰蟽蟺维胃畏蟽伪 谓伪 蟽蠀纬魏蟻伪蟿萎蟽蠅 慰谓蠈渭伪蟿伪, 伪位位维 苇蠂伪蟽伪 蟿慰谓 位慰纬伪蟻喂伪蟽渭蠈. 螔苇尾伪喂伪, 渭慰蠀 苇渭蔚喂谓伪谓 蟽蟿慰 渭蠀伪位蠈 魏维蟺慰喂蔚蟼 蟽蠀纬魏蔚魏蟻喂渭苇谓蔚蟼 (蟺.蠂. 畏 螞委谓蟿喂伪 - 蟿喂 伪谓蔚位苇畏蟿畏 蟽魏蠉位伪, 螛蔚苇 渭慰蠀!), 伪位位维 纬蔚谓喂魏维 萎蟿伪谓 蟽伪谓 谓伪 苇尾位蔚蟺伪 苇谓伪 蟿蔚蟻维蟽蟿喂慰 魏慰位维味 蠁蠅蟿慰纬蟻伪蠁喂蠋谓. 螌蟺蠅蟼 魏伪喂 谓伪'蠂蔚喂, 蟺苇蟻伪蟽伪 蟿苇位蔚喂伪 未喂伪尾维味慰谓蟿伪蟼 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰. 螝伪喂 渭慰蠀 维谓慰喂尉蔚 畏 蠈蟻蔚尉畏 纬喂伪 谓伪 未喂伪尾维蟽蠅 魏维蟺慰喂伪 蟽蟿喂纬渭萎 魏伪喂 慰蟻喂蟽渭苇谓伪 伪蟺蠈 蟿伪 蟺慰喂萎渭伪蟿维 蟿慰蠀. 螖蔚谓 蟿慰 苇蠂蠅 魏伪胃蠈位慰蠀 渭蔚 蟿畏谓 蟺慰委畏蟽畏, 伪位位维 纬喂伪 蟿慰谓 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂 渭蟺慰蟻蠋 谓伪 魏维谓蠅 魏伪喂 蔚尉伪喂蟻苇蟽蔚喂蟼.
危蠂蔚未蠈谓 未蠀慰 蠂蟻蠈谓喂伪 蟺苇蟻伪蟽伪谓 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏谓 蟿蔚位蔚蠀蟿伪委伪 蠁慰蟻维 蟺慰蠀 未喂维尾伪蟽伪 韦蟽伪蟻位蟼 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂 魏伪喂 蔚谓谓慰蔚委蟿伪喂 蟺蠅蟼 慰 维蟿喂渭慰蟼 渭蟺伪纬维蟽伪蟼 渭慰蠀 苇位蔚喂蠄蔚 蟺维蟻伪, 渭伪 蟺维蟻伪 蟺慰位蠉. 螒位位维, 尾苇尾伪喂伪, 未蔚谓 渭蟺慰蟻蔚委蟼 谓伪 未喂伪尾维蟽蔚喂蟼 尾喂尾位委伪 蟿慰蠀 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂 蟿慰 苇谓伪 蟺委蟽蠅 伪蟺蠈 蟿慰 维位位慰, 纬喂伪蟿委 蟺伪委味蔚喂 蟺维谓蟿伪 慰 蟺伪蟻维纬慰谓蟿伪蟼 蟿畏蟼 蠀蟺蔚蟻尾慰位喂魏萎蟼 未蠈蟽畏蟼 魏伪喂 渭蟺慰蟻蔚委 蟽蟿慰 蟿苇位慰蟼 谓伪 魏伪蟿伪位萎尉蔚喂蟼 魏伪喂 蔚蟽蠉 苇谓伪蟼 蟿蟻蔚位伪渭苇谓慰蟼 伪位魏慰慰位喂魏蠈蟼 魏伪喂 蟽蔚尉慰渭伪谓萎蟼, 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 蠈渭蠅蟼 委蠂谓慰蟼 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁喂魏慰蠉 蟿伪位苇谓蟿慰蠀 纬喂伪 谓伪 蔚尉喂蟽慰蟻蟻慰蟺蔚委蟼 魏伪蟿维 魏维蟺慰喂慰 蟿蟻蠈蟺慰 蟿喂蟼 纬伪蠆未慰蠀蟻喂苇蟼 蟽慰蠀. 螝伪喂, 尾苇尾伪喂伪, 畏 蔚蟺慰蠂萎 渭伪蟼 未蔚谓 伪谓苇蠂蔚蟿伪喂 渭蔚 蟿委蟺慰蟿伪 蟿苇蟿慰喂慰蠀蟼 蟽喂蠂伪渭苇谓慰蠀蟼 蟿蠉蟺慰蠀蟼. 螘蟺委蟽畏蟼, 蟿伪 尾喂尾位委伪 蟿慰蠀 未蔚谓 蔚委谓伪喂 伪渭苇蟿蟻畏蟿伪, 魏伪喂 未蔚谓 胃苇位蠅 谓伪 尉蔚渭蔚委谓蠅 蟿蔚位蔚委蠅蟼 (伪谓 魏伪喂, 尾苇尾伪喂伪, 渭蟺慰蟻蠋 魏维位位喂蟽蟿伪 谓伪 尉伪谓伪未喂伪尾维蟽蠅 尾喂尾位委伪 蟿慰蠀 未蠀慰 魏伪喂 蟿蟻蔚喂蟼 蠁慰蟻苇蟼 伪魏蠈渭伪).
韦苇位慰蟼 蟺维谓蟿蠅谓, 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏谓 蟺蟻蠋蟿畏 魏喂蠈位伪蟼 蟽蔚位委未伪 魏伪蟿维位伪尾伪 蠈蟿喂 胃伪 未喂维尾伪味伪 蟿慰谓 蟺伪位喂蠈, 魏伪位蠈 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂, 蟿慰谓 伪位魏慰慰位喂魏蠈 蟺慰蟻谓蠈纬蔚蟻慰 蟺慰蠀 伪蟺慰位维渭尾伪谓蔚 蟿慰 伪位魏慰蠈位, 蟿慰 蟺萎未畏渭伪 魏伪喂 蟿慰 纬蟻维蠄喂渭慰, 渭蔚 伪蠀蟿萎 蟿畏 蟽蔚喂蟻维. 螘喂位喂魏蟻喂谓维 未蔚谓 渭蟺慰蟻蠋 谓伪 蔚尉畏纬萎蟽蠅 渭蔚 蟽伪蠁萎谓蔚喂伪 纬喂伪蟿委 渭慰蠀 伪蟻苇蟽蔚喂 蟿蠈蟽慰 蟺慰位蠉 伪蠀蟿蠈蟼 慰 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁苇伪蟼, 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏 蟽蟿喂纬渭萎 蟺慰蠀 魏伪谓苇谓伪 伪蟺蠈 蟿伪 尾喂尾位委伪 蟿慰蠀 慰蠀蟽喂伪蟽蟿喂魏维 未蔚谓 苇蠂蔚喂 蟺位慰魏萎, 魏维胃蔚 渭蠀胃喂蟽蟿蠈蟻畏渭维 蟿慰蠀 胃伪 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽蔚 谓伪 蔚委谓伪喂 未喂伪魏蠈蟽喂蔚蟼 萎 蟿蟻喂伪魏蠈蟽喂蔚蟼 蟽蔚位委未蔚蟼, 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 魏维蟺慰喂伪 渭蔚纬维位畏 未喂伪蠁慰蟻维. 螛伪 苇位蔚纬伪 蠈蟿喂 慰 蠅渭蠈蟼, 蔚喂位喂魏蟻喂谓萎蟼, 魏蠀谓喂魏蠈蟼 魏伪喂 伪蠀蟿慰蟽伪蟻魏伪蟽蟿喂魏蠈蟼 蟿蟻蠈蟺慰蟼 纬蟻伪蠁萎蟼 伪纬纬委味蔚喂 魏维蟿喂 渭苇蟽伪 渭慰蠀. 螤蟻伪纬渭伪蟿喂魏维 伪蟺慰位伪渭尾维谓蠅 谓伪 未喂伪尾维味蠅 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委蔚蟼 蟿慰蠀, 苇蟽蟿蠅 魏伪喂 伪谓 未蔚谓 胃伪 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽伪 渭蔚 蟿委蟺慰蟿伪 谓伪 蟿喂蟼 未喂伪尾维蟽蠅 蠁蠅谓伪蠂蟿维, 蟺.蠂. 蟽蔚 魏维蟺慰喂慰谓 蟺慰蠀 胃苇位蔚喂 谓伪 渭维胃蔚喂 蟿喂 伪魏蟻喂尾蠋蟼 未喂伪尾维味蠅. 螛伪 魏慰魏魏委谓喂味伪 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏 谓蟿蟻慰蟺萎 渭慰蠀, 魏伪喂 蔚喂未喂魏维 渭蔚 蟿慰蠉蟿慰 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰, 蟺慰蠀 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿委纬魏伪 蟽蟿慰 蟺萎未畏渭伪 魏伪喂 蟿慰 伪位魏慰蠈位, 蟿委纬魏伪 蟽蟿喂蟼 纬蟻伪蠁喂魏苇蟼 蟺蔚蟻喂纬蟻伪蠁苇蟼 魏伪喂 蟿慰谓 魏蠀谓喂蟽渭蠈. 螝伪喂, 蔚谓蟿维尉蔚喂, 蔚喂未喂魏维 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰 伪蟺慰蟿蔚位蔚委 苇谓伪谓 蟺伪谓蔚蠉魏慰位慰 蟽蟿蠈蠂慰 纬喂伪 蟿慰蠀蟼 伪蟺伪谓蟿伪蠂慰蠉 蠁蔚渭喂谓喂蟽蟿苇蟼, 魏伪喂 蔚喂未喂魏维 纬喂'伪蠀蟿慰蠉蟼 蟺慰蠀 尾位苇蟺慰蠀谓 渭慰谓维蠂伪 蟿畏谓 蔚蟺喂蠁维谓蔚喂伪 蟿蠅谓 蟺蟻伪纬渭维蟿蠅谓 魏伪喂 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿蠈蟽慰 蟺蠅蟻蠅渭苇谓慰喂 魏伪喂 魏慰位位畏渭苇谓慰喂. 螒位位维 蟺慰蟽蠋蟼 渭蔚 蔚谓未喂伪蠁苇蟻慰蠀谓 伪蠀蟿慰委, 未蔚谓 胃伪 魏维蟿蟽蠅 谓伪 蟽魏维蟽蠅 魏喂蠈位伪蟼. 螌蟺蠅蟼 蔚委蟺伪, 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰 蟿慰 伪蟺蠈位伪蠀蟽伪 伪蟺蠈 蟿畏谓 蟺蟻蠋蟿畏 渭苇蠂蟻喂 蟿畏谓 蟿蔚位蔚蠀蟿伪委伪 蟽蔚位委未伪.
螖蔚谓 渭蟺慰蟻蠋 谓伪 蟺蠅 蠈蟿喂 胃伪 苇魏伪谓伪 蟺伪蟻苇伪 渭蔚 苇谓伪谓 蟿蠉蟺慰 蟽伪谓 蟿慰谓 围伪谓魏 韦蟽喂谓维蟽魏喂 (蟺慰蠀, 蠁蠀蟽喂魏维, 蔚委谓伪喂 蟿慰 alter ego 蟿慰蠀 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂), 渭喂伪蟼 魏伪喂 蔚未蠋 蟺慰蠀 蟿伪 位苇渭蔚 未蔚谓 蟺委谓蠅 魏伪胃蠈位慰蠀 伪位魏慰蠈位 魏伪喂 渭维位位慰谓 胃伪 蟿慰蠀 蠁伪喂谓蠈渭慰蠀谓 苇谓伪蟼 蠂位蔚蠂位苇蟼 蟿慰蠀 魏蔚蟻伪蟿维 -伪谓 魏伪喂 尾苇尾伪喂伪 委蟽蠅蟼 谓伪 蔚委蠂伪 蟿伪 蟿蠀蠂蔚蟻维 渭慰蠀 渭蔚 蟿喂蟼 纬魏蠈渭蔚谓蔚蟼 蟺慰蠀 蟿慰谓 蟺蔚蟻喂蟿蟻喂纬蠉蟻喂味伪谓-, 蠈渭蠅蟼 蔚委谓伪喂 苇谓伪蟼 蠁慰尾蔚蟻蠈蟼 蟿蠉蟺慰蟼. 螒位萎胃蔚喂伪, 渭苇蟿蟻畏蟽蔚 魏伪谓蔚委蟼 蟿喂蟼 纬蠀谓伪委魏蔚蟼 蟺慰蠀 蔚渭蠁伪谓委蟽蟿畏魏伪谓 蟽蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰 魏伪喂 魏伪蟿维 蟽蠀谓蟿蟻喂蟺蟿喂魏萎 蟺位蔚喂慰蠄畏蠁委伪 蟺畏未萎蠂蟿畏魏伪谓 渭蔚 蟿慰谓 韦蟽喂谓维蟽魏喂; 螤蟻慰蟽蟺维胃畏蟽伪 谓伪 蟽蠀纬魏蟻伪蟿萎蟽蠅 慰谓蠈渭伪蟿伪, 伪位位维 苇蠂伪蟽伪 蟿慰谓 位慰纬伪蟻喂伪蟽渭蠈. 螔苇尾伪喂伪, 渭慰蠀 苇渭蔚喂谓伪谓 蟽蟿慰 渭蠀伪位蠈 魏维蟺慰喂蔚蟼 蟽蠀纬魏蔚魏蟻喂渭苇谓蔚蟼 (蟺.蠂. 畏 螞委谓蟿喂伪 - 蟿喂 伪谓蔚位苇畏蟿畏 蟽魏蠉位伪, 螛蔚苇 渭慰蠀!), 伪位位维 纬蔚谓喂魏维 萎蟿伪谓 蟽伪谓 谓伪 苇尾位蔚蟺伪 苇谓伪 蟿蔚蟻维蟽蟿喂慰 魏慰位维味 蠁蠅蟿慰纬蟻伪蠁喂蠋谓. 螌蟺蠅蟼 魏伪喂 谓伪'蠂蔚喂, 蟺苇蟻伪蟽伪 蟿苇位蔚喂伪 未喂伪尾维味慰谓蟿伪蟼 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰. 螝伪喂 渭慰蠀 维谓慰喂尉蔚 畏 蠈蟻蔚尉畏 纬喂伪 谓伪 未喂伪尾维蟽蠅 魏维蟺慰喂伪 蟽蟿喂纬渭萎 魏伪喂 慰蟻喂蟽渭苇谓伪 伪蟺蠈 蟿伪 蟺慰喂萎渭伪蟿维 蟿慰蠀. 螖蔚谓 蟿慰 苇蠂蠅 魏伪胃蠈位慰蠀 渭蔚 蟿畏谓 蟺慰委畏蟽畏, 伪位位维 纬喂伪 蟿慰谓 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂 渭蟺慰蟻蠋 谓伪 魏维谓蠅 魏伪喂 蔚尉伪喂蟻苇蟽蔚喂蟼.
March 3, 2013
I feel stupid getting into Charles Bukowski so much as a 43 year old guy with kids, a house, and a job. I mean, I read him in my late teens with all my friends and we romanticized his shitty SRO hotel existence. But over the last year I've either read or re-read all of his (non-poetry) books except Pulp, and I can see a depth and craft of which I wasn't aware as a kid. Women, turns out, is my favorite of the catalog.
I don't get much voyeuristic pleasure from Women. You know how recently-divorced people say things like, 鈥淯gh, I hate dating鈥�? Well, Bukowski's twilight years, according to Women, function like The Bachelor except sometimes he can't get it up and just about all the women he meets are sad and bonkers. But the depth of his desires, his ambivalence, and self-loathing raise Women beyond, you know, 鈥渃heck out how many women I fucked鈥� or whatever. He tries to go along with a few of his companions' everyday lifestyle (Bukowski antique shopping...I can't imagine) but feels trapped and suffocated. So he moves on to the next girl who's been sending him letters and dirty photographs. Literary success has its drawbacks but Bukowski's not dumb enough to pretend that nailing fans and waking at noon is harder than working a shit job. He's scared, amused, almost waiting for the other shoe to drop, if you will, like he's lost his young man's anger, wants to live in peace, but, Jesus, these women keep sending these letters, and...who wouldn't?
Women seems to me the most mature and quotable Bukowski. He's less caricature and more human than in his other works. He's more removed and reflective. Women is more than a laundry-list fuckfest. Go beyond the surface. Dig deep.
I don't get much voyeuristic pleasure from Women. You know how recently-divorced people say things like, 鈥淯gh, I hate dating鈥�? Well, Bukowski's twilight years, according to Women, function like The Bachelor except sometimes he can't get it up and just about all the women he meets are sad and bonkers. But the depth of his desires, his ambivalence, and self-loathing raise Women beyond, you know, 鈥渃heck out how many women I fucked鈥� or whatever. He tries to go along with a few of his companions' everyday lifestyle (Bukowski antique shopping...I can't imagine) but feels trapped and suffocated. So he moves on to the next girl who's been sending him letters and dirty photographs. Literary success has its drawbacks but Bukowski's not dumb enough to pretend that nailing fans and waking at noon is harder than working a shit job. He's scared, amused, almost waiting for the other shoe to drop, if you will, like he's lost his young man's anger, wants to live in peace, but, Jesus, these women keep sending these letters, and...who wouldn't?
Women seems to me the most mature and quotable Bukowski. He's less caricature and more human than in his other works. He's more removed and reflective. Women is more than a laundry-list fuckfest. Go beyond the surface. Dig deep.
June 9, 2016
My God, this book is perfect. I finished it a day ago, so I've had time to digest it. It's gonna be hard to move onto my next book, my rebound read, because I'm still hung up on this one. I'm in love with it. I can't find a single flaw in it. This was my first Bukowski book, and I doubt his others will be able to live up to it for me. This would have to be one of my favorite books of all time, right up there with House of Leaves.
Basically this is autobiographical fiction about a brief period in Bukowski's life. He was divorced, he'd had his heart broken, and he was starting to get mild fame for his writing. He was actually a romantic deep down, he was looking for a true connection with a woman. He hadn't had his pick of women in his past, since he was not a good-looking man and he had an awful childhood. He was insecure around beautiful women. But suddenly he found himself having groupies, in his 50's. He was a broken man and he attracted broken women. His alcoholism meant he ended up with other drunks and addicts, or women who became frustrated with his drinking.
Strange as it may seem, I related to this book more than anything I've read before. That's why I like it. That's why I read. I'm always looking for books that can put my own feelings into words. I don't agree with people saying this book is full of "misogyny." I'm not even sure they know what that word means. I've yet to find a female author's work that resonated with me half as much.
If anything, this book showed how much he truly loved women, even when he was unlucky in love. He seemed to be a sucker for them. He was a bit intimidated by them, especially when sober. He couldn't believe it when beautiful or kind women had an interest in him. Yet, somehow he always found a way to mess it up. Some women he just didn't have feelings for, and their relationships were amicable. But whenever he fell hard for women, it didn't seem to work out. I don't think that's him being a jerk, that's just how life goes sometimes. He was always very honest with all of them. Brutally honest. He never cheated or led them on.
This book reminded me so much of a year in my life. I was 28. I'd been in three serious long-term relationships. Those were the only men I'd slept with, and all of them broke my heart. So I went a little wild. I drank a lot, and I slept around a lot. Some of the men I got attached to, but they did not want to date me. Other men fell for me, but I did not feel anything for them. I spent that year drinking and fucking and writing before meeting the man I would marry, and I don't regret it at all, but I'm glad it's over.
Bukowski's alter ego, Chinaski, is the perfect antihero. The kind of flawed protagonist I'm always searching for. He's a piece of shit, his life is a mess, but you'll root for him anyways. You'll want him to find the love he's looking for, and in the end he does. He meets a woman who won't sleep with him for a long time, so they develop a true friendship. She's a good woman, easy to talk to, not willing to put up with his crap. And he really likes her, and she likes him, and in the end he realizes what that's worth. She's based off a woman he married. So I think the book ended rather sweetly.
Also, Bukowski can really write. This book was a joy to read. I couldn't put it down! Here's my problem with memoirs - just because it happened, doesn't mean it's interesting. Bukowski knew the power of fiction. He knew exactly what to keep, what to leave out, and what to fabricate. So this story is very readable. There was nothing I'd change about it.
I loved what Chinaski said about The New Yorker featuring writers that are too educated, and about Hemingway being talented but not knowing how to have fun. Bukowski is like Hemingway in that his prose is sparse - maybe not "clean" since he's such a dirty old man, but it's minimal. That's what I admire about Hemingway. What I don't like about Hemingway is he was so serious and wrote about very dull things, so his talent was wasted. Women is not a dull book! I think even people who hate it will stick with it. They may be disgusted, but they'll still be entertained.
I was hooked within the first few pages. You don't have to wait for this one to "start." It was hilarious, too. Not since Augusten Burroughs have I laughed out loud so much. And this book was insightful. There were quotable lines or paragraphs in every single chapter. This is going to be one of those books that I read again and again. One of those books I wish I would've found 10 or 15 years ago. Finding this book was like finding my husband. It made me think, "Where have you been all my life" but then, also, "I probably wouldn't have been ready for you when I was young and too close to things." I'm in a place right now to appreciate this.
Basically this is autobiographical fiction about a brief period in Bukowski's life. He was divorced, he'd had his heart broken, and he was starting to get mild fame for his writing. He was actually a romantic deep down, he was looking for a true connection with a woman. He hadn't had his pick of women in his past, since he was not a good-looking man and he had an awful childhood. He was insecure around beautiful women. But suddenly he found himself having groupies, in his 50's. He was a broken man and he attracted broken women. His alcoholism meant he ended up with other drunks and addicts, or women who became frustrated with his drinking.
Strange as it may seem, I related to this book more than anything I've read before. That's why I like it. That's why I read. I'm always looking for books that can put my own feelings into words. I don't agree with people saying this book is full of "misogyny." I'm not even sure they know what that word means. I've yet to find a female author's work that resonated with me half as much.
If anything, this book showed how much he truly loved women, even when he was unlucky in love. He seemed to be a sucker for them. He was a bit intimidated by them, especially when sober. He couldn't believe it when beautiful or kind women had an interest in him. Yet, somehow he always found a way to mess it up. Some women he just didn't have feelings for, and their relationships were amicable. But whenever he fell hard for women, it didn't seem to work out. I don't think that's him being a jerk, that's just how life goes sometimes. He was always very honest with all of them. Brutally honest. He never cheated or led them on.
This book reminded me so much of a year in my life. I was 28. I'd been in three serious long-term relationships. Those were the only men I'd slept with, and all of them broke my heart. So I went a little wild. I drank a lot, and I slept around a lot. Some of the men I got attached to, but they did not want to date me. Other men fell for me, but I did not feel anything for them. I spent that year drinking and fucking and writing before meeting the man I would marry, and I don't regret it at all, but I'm glad it's over.
Bukowski's alter ego, Chinaski, is the perfect antihero. The kind of flawed protagonist I'm always searching for. He's a piece of shit, his life is a mess, but you'll root for him anyways. You'll want him to find the love he's looking for, and in the end he does. He meets a woman who won't sleep with him for a long time, so they develop a true friendship. She's a good woman, easy to talk to, not willing to put up with his crap. And he really likes her, and she likes him, and in the end he realizes what that's worth. She's based off a woman he married. So I think the book ended rather sweetly.
Also, Bukowski can really write. This book was a joy to read. I couldn't put it down! Here's my problem with memoirs - just because it happened, doesn't mean it's interesting. Bukowski knew the power of fiction. He knew exactly what to keep, what to leave out, and what to fabricate. So this story is very readable. There was nothing I'd change about it.
I loved what Chinaski said about The New Yorker featuring writers that are too educated, and about Hemingway being talented but not knowing how to have fun. Bukowski is like Hemingway in that his prose is sparse - maybe not "clean" since he's such a dirty old man, but it's minimal. That's what I admire about Hemingway. What I don't like about Hemingway is he was so serious and wrote about very dull things, so his talent was wasted. Women is not a dull book! I think even people who hate it will stick with it. They may be disgusted, but they'll still be entertained.
I was hooked within the first few pages. You don't have to wait for this one to "start." It was hilarious, too. Not since Augusten Burroughs have I laughed out loud so much. And this book was insightful. There were quotable lines or paragraphs in every single chapter. This is going to be one of those books that I read again and again. One of those books I wish I would've found 10 or 15 years ago. Finding this book was like finding my husband. It made me think, "Where have you been all my life" but then, also, "I probably wouldn't have been ready for you when I was young and too close to things." I'm in a place right now to appreciate this.
March 3, 2023
鈥淣o, I only write after it gets dark. I can never write in the day鈥�
The fifty years old man said to Lydia.
When I started reading literature seriously, I was already mature enough. But I knew since a very young age that books get into your mind. As a child, I was a comic book lover. And those comic- heroes used to get into my head; I was behaving like them when I was alone. You should always read good books. That was a piece of advice. I followed it to date.
I think after reading this book, I broke my literary abstinence. I admonished myself.
This book was my introduction to Charles Bukowski. I had not heard this name earlier and nobody recommended this book to me. I stumbled across it by chance. And From the very first page, I was welcomed with intemperance. There was no restraint! So much vulgar slang!
I will not recommend this book to anyone. It鈥檚 highly adult in content from the very beginning. And it鈥檚 monstrous in moral pursuit and licentious in delivery too. There is a lot of dope and booze and lechery all around. Venereal depictions and misogynistic prose are almost on every other page! Repeating the same thing again and again! Alcoholism, dipsomania, and lots of rumpy-pumpy! Only the name of the woman was different. The protagonist Hank Chinaski was the same. This book is porn on paper.
In the beginning, a woman teaches a 50-year-old man the trick, mumbling to herself,
Even in this sort of book, I found a poetic paragraph to share with, you must know that Hank Chinaski is also a poet, apart from alcohol and women he writes poems in between.
After finishing the book, (No, not after finishing, I started searching even after the first two chapters) I searched about the author and came to know that he is very popular. People read him and his books are bestsellers. I also came to know that Hank Chinaski is the alter ego of the author. So my stance will be a bit different then.
This novel was published in 1978. He worked in a post office and the moment he left the job there within a short period of time he wrote his first book the title was 鈥減ost office". All writers are made by life. They do not become such on their own. Their subject matter is prepared by life and thus they just write, mechanically, unintended, or maybe unemotionally. As Bukowski briefly explained somewhere, that he had one of the two choices 鈥� 鈥渟tay in the post office and go crazy ... or stay out and play at writer and starve.鈥� He further clarified that he decided to starve.
Now finally, Though I will remain a dyed-in-the-wool conservative, regarding my mandate on the content of this book, yet I will utter an indispensable fact in the end that will do justice to Charles Bukowski.
The fact is that this man knows how to write a book. Look at those short sentences. He does not use any ornamentation. No complicated word. He says shit a shit. He is honest in a savagely violent way. He does not care about anything. He produces fun. Boisterous merriment. He is too filthy. Repetitive. Afar from my own self-inflicted moral ground. Yet I read the book completely. So those who want to become writers should go and check these capabilities of the author once. He knows how to bind a reader even if he has nothing to offer!
The fifty years old man said to Lydia.
When I started reading literature seriously, I was already mature enough. But I knew since a very young age that books get into your mind. As a child, I was a comic book lover. And those comic- heroes used to get into my head; I was behaving like them when I was alone. You should always read good books. That was a piece of advice. I followed it to date.
I think after reading this book, I broke my literary abstinence. I admonished myself.
This book was my introduction to Charles Bukowski. I had not heard this name earlier and nobody recommended this book to me. I stumbled across it by chance. And From the very first page, I was welcomed with intemperance. There was no restraint! So much vulgar slang!
I will not recommend this book to anyone. It鈥檚 highly adult in content from the very beginning. And it鈥檚 monstrous in moral pursuit and licentious in delivery too. There is a lot of dope and booze and lechery all around. Venereal depictions and misogynistic prose are almost on every other page! Repeating the same thing again and again! Alcoholism, dipsomania, and lots of rumpy-pumpy! Only the name of the woman was different. The protagonist Hank Chinaski was the same. This book is porn on paper.
In the beginning, a woman teaches a 50-year-old man the trick, mumbling to herself,
鈥淵ou can鈥檛 teach an old dog new tricks!鈥�
Even in this sort of book, I found a poetic paragraph to share with, you must know that Hank Chinaski is also a poet, apart from alcohol and women he writes poems in between.
鈥淚 think you deserve some love鈥�, She said.
鈥淚 had a dream about you. I opened your chest like a cabinet. It had doors and when I opened the door as I saw all kinds of soft things inside you- teddy bears, tiny fuzzy animals, all these soft cuddly things. Then I had a dream about this other man. He walked up to me and handed me some pieces of paper. He was a writer. I took the pieces of paper and looked at them and the pieces of paper had cancer. His writing had cancer. I go by my dreams. You deserve some love.鈥�
After finishing the book, (No, not after finishing, I started searching even after the first two chapters) I searched about the author and came to know that he is very popular. People read him and his books are bestsellers. I also came to know that Hank Chinaski is the alter ego of the author. So my stance will be a bit different then.
This novel was published in 1978. He worked in a post office and the moment he left the job there within a short period of time he wrote his first book the title was 鈥減ost office". All writers are made by life. They do not become such on their own. Their subject matter is prepared by life and thus they just write, mechanically, unintended, or maybe unemotionally. As Bukowski briefly explained somewhere, that he had one of the two choices 鈥� 鈥渟tay in the post office and go crazy ... or stay out and play at writer and starve.鈥� He further clarified that he decided to starve.
Now finally, Though I will remain a dyed-in-the-wool conservative, regarding my mandate on the content of this book, yet I will utter an indispensable fact in the end that will do justice to Charles Bukowski.
The fact is that this man knows how to write a book. Look at those short sentences. He does not use any ornamentation. No complicated word. He says shit a shit. He is honest in a savagely violent way. He does not care about anything. He produces fun. Boisterous merriment. He is too filthy. Repetitive. Afar from my own self-inflicted moral ground. Yet I read the book completely. So those who want to become writers should go and check these capabilities of the author once. He knows how to bind a reader even if he has nothing to offer!
September 12, 2017
"I never pump up my vulgarity. I wait for it to arrive on its own terms."鈥擟hinaski/Bukowski, responding to a woman who has organized his poetry reading and is surprised to find him rather nice and 鈥渘ormal鈥� in person.
I am in general a kind of fan of Bukowski, especially his poetry and early Henry Chinaski novels. He鈥檚 brutally honest, nasty about pretentious people, and at the same time viciously self-deprecating. He worked for decades in factories, in the post office, in a variety of odd jobs he talks about in Factotum and Post Office and other books, so when it came to being part of the literary world, Bukowski just found it silly and self-important. He doesn鈥檛 write about himself as anything other than what he is: Drunk, vulgar, rude and sometimes very funny. Women is a later novel about the older, early-fifties-aged Chinaski that quite obviously focuses on his usually disastrous (primarily sexual)relationships (you wouldn鈥檛 call them romantic, really). And less funny than the earlier books, but no more insightful, really. He just tells it like it is and doesn鈥檛 claim any particular wisdom about anything he does.
Early on, in the first Chinaski novel, Ham and Rye, we see Henry鈥檚 drunkenness and madness in the light of the chaos of his family upbringing, his abusive father. In that book there鈥檚 no sex and much humor. By now, in Women, Chinaski is a newly famous writer and shares altogether too much of his 鈥渆xperience鈥� with women, having learned almost nothing about them along the way. All sex and ignorance, a parade of woman after woman for 291 pages. And this is his point, that he knows nothing about women! Which is sometimes funny, more often than not offensive, and ultimately a bit boring. I was listening to the book or I would have thrown it across the room several times. Sometimes it is funny, especially when he touches on writing and the writing life, or when he is describing this or that insanity. But I truly think he could have cut this book in half; it just goes on and on from 鈥渞elationship鈥� tragedy to tragedy. Chianski's drunk all the way through, 300 hangovers a year, as he admits.
鈥淚鈥檓 just an alcoholic who became a writer so that I would be able to stay in bed until noon鈥�
I was reminded of Robert Crumb鈥檚 Trouble with Women, where Crumb shares some of the comics feminists have called misogynist. Like Crumb, Bukowski seems to have no ethical filters, no lines he is not willing to cross, and this makes him hilarious for many readers, and even, I am ashamed to say, me. He鈥檚 an asshole, he admits this, but he鈥檚 still doing the same thing at 50 that he was doing when he was 20, and this act is now a bit boring. He even knows this and keep writing,knowing his loyal fans (like me, damn it!) will keep writing.
He uses some excuses at this point to justify his behavior:
鈥淚 had imagined myself special because I had come out of the factories at the age of 50 and become a poet. Hot shit. So I pissed on everybody just like those bosses and managers had pissed on me when I was helpless. It came to the same thing. I was a drunken spoiled rotten fucker with a very minor minor fame.鈥�
So does he get credit here for brutal honesty or is it just more of the same reader abuse? Bukowski is more miserable here than in previous books:
鈥淗uman relationships didn't work anyhow. Only the first two weeks had any zing, then the participants lost their interest. Masks dropped away and real people began to appear: cranks, imbeciles, the demented, the vengeful, sadists, killers. Modern society had created its own kind and they feasted on each other. It was a duel to the death--in a cesspool.鈥�
Oh, it鈥檚 a cesspool, all right, Buk鈥檚 life, played for dark comedy, with Bukowksi/Chinaski the central comi-tragic figure, but too often at the expense of women, though several of them also mistreat him as he mistreats them.
So why didn't I love Women? I鈥檒l call some of it here blatant misogyny, even though he鈥檚 as usual as hard on himself as any of the women he sleeps with. This is how he thinks he can get away with the abuse, but by now I am not quite buying it as interesting.
So why did I like Women at all? I guess because he does tell the truth, and writes that truth in a still interesting way in places:
鈥淚 liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn鈥檛 have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. It didn鈥檛 make for an interesting person. I didn鈥檛 want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. One kind of behavior didn鈥檛 fit the other. I didn鈥檛 care.鈥�
Sexual Politics by the late Kate Millett nails Henry Miller and Norman Mailer for being essentially misogynist, disguising it in a kind of macho romanticism. Bukowksi is also misogynist here, almost exclusively describing women in sexual terms, woman after woman, drink after drink, horse race after horse race. Often repulsive. Occasionally amusingly decadent. A self-confessed fat, ugly drunk, who sometimes makes me smile. Not in this one so much as the others, though.
"You're so full of shit!"--Lydia
I laughed. "That's why I write."--Bukowski
I am in general a kind of fan of Bukowski, especially his poetry and early Henry Chinaski novels. He鈥檚 brutally honest, nasty about pretentious people, and at the same time viciously self-deprecating. He worked for decades in factories, in the post office, in a variety of odd jobs he talks about in Factotum and Post Office and other books, so when it came to being part of the literary world, Bukowski just found it silly and self-important. He doesn鈥檛 write about himself as anything other than what he is: Drunk, vulgar, rude and sometimes very funny. Women is a later novel about the older, early-fifties-aged Chinaski that quite obviously focuses on his usually disastrous (primarily sexual)relationships (you wouldn鈥檛 call them romantic, really). And less funny than the earlier books, but no more insightful, really. He just tells it like it is and doesn鈥檛 claim any particular wisdom about anything he does.
Early on, in the first Chinaski novel, Ham and Rye, we see Henry鈥檚 drunkenness and madness in the light of the chaos of his family upbringing, his abusive father. In that book there鈥檚 no sex and much humor. By now, in Women, Chinaski is a newly famous writer and shares altogether too much of his 鈥渆xperience鈥� with women, having learned almost nothing about them along the way. All sex and ignorance, a parade of woman after woman for 291 pages. And this is his point, that he knows nothing about women! Which is sometimes funny, more often than not offensive, and ultimately a bit boring. I was listening to the book or I would have thrown it across the room several times. Sometimes it is funny, especially when he touches on writing and the writing life, or when he is describing this or that insanity. But I truly think he could have cut this book in half; it just goes on and on from 鈥渞elationship鈥� tragedy to tragedy. Chianski's drunk all the way through, 300 hangovers a year, as he admits.
鈥淚鈥檓 just an alcoholic who became a writer so that I would be able to stay in bed until noon鈥�
I was reminded of Robert Crumb鈥檚 Trouble with Women, where Crumb shares some of the comics feminists have called misogynist. Like Crumb, Bukowski seems to have no ethical filters, no lines he is not willing to cross, and this makes him hilarious for many readers, and even, I am ashamed to say, me. He鈥檚 an asshole, he admits this, but he鈥檚 still doing the same thing at 50 that he was doing when he was 20, and this act is now a bit boring. He even knows this and keep writing,knowing his loyal fans (like me, damn it!) will keep writing.
He uses some excuses at this point to justify his behavior:
鈥淚 had imagined myself special because I had come out of the factories at the age of 50 and become a poet. Hot shit. So I pissed on everybody just like those bosses and managers had pissed on me when I was helpless. It came to the same thing. I was a drunken spoiled rotten fucker with a very minor minor fame.鈥�
So does he get credit here for brutal honesty or is it just more of the same reader abuse? Bukowski is more miserable here than in previous books:
鈥淗uman relationships didn't work anyhow. Only the first two weeks had any zing, then the participants lost their interest. Masks dropped away and real people began to appear: cranks, imbeciles, the demented, the vengeful, sadists, killers. Modern society had created its own kind and they feasted on each other. It was a duel to the death--in a cesspool.鈥�
Oh, it鈥檚 a cesspool, all right, Buk鈥檚 life, played for dark comedy, with Bukowksi/Chinaski the central comi-tragic figure, but too often at the expense of women, though several of them also mistreat him as he mistreats them.
So why didn't I love Women? I鈥檒l call some of it here blatant misogyny, even though he鈥檚 as usual as hard on himself as any of the women he sleeps with. This is how he thinks he can get away with the abuse, but by now I am not quite buying it as interesting.
So why did I like Women at all? I guess because he does tell the truth, and writes that truth in a still interesting way in places:
鈥淚 liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn鈥檛 have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. It didn鈥檛 make for an interesting person. I didn鈥檛 want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. One kind of behavior didn鈥檛 fit the other. I didn鈥檛 care.鈥�
Sexual Politics by the late Kate Millett nails Henry Miller and Norman Mailer for being essentially misogynist, disguising it in a kind of macho romanticism. Bukowksi is also misogynist here, almost exclusively describing women in sexual terms, woman after woman, drink after drink, horse race after horse race. Often repulsive. Occasionally amusingly decadent. A self-confessed fat, ugly drunk, who sometimes makes me smile. Not in this one so much as the others, though.
"You're so full of shit!"--Lydia
I laughed. "That's why I write."--Bukowski
July 25, 2021
Review to be posted on blog:
In Women, Bukowski as Henry Chinaski details a life lived to excess. From sexualizing women, to excessive drinking and gambling. Pleasing himself is his only concern. Vulgar, rude and crude, Chinaski is his own man.
This book is repetitive beyond all get out and will get on your every nerve and yet you can鈥檛 help but continue reading.
Afraid of his feelings, he runs from them and instead finds comfort in the arms of other women, which I admit to finding both funny and sad.
Emotionally abused as a child, Bukowski never learned how to love or treat others respectfully. Drinking to excess and pushing all boundaries is how he deals with life and everyone in it. While he rejected social norms, I admit to questioning his reasons. While living life to the fullest is what made him happy, the fact that his addiction was borne out of the abuse he suffered as a child, admittedly made me sad.
Learning more about the man who is supposed to be a prolific writer, is what has made me delve into these books. Unfortunately, the writing style in this one did not quite win me over. It was extremely choppy, repetitive and appeared to simply be a collection of Bukowski鈥檚 conquests as detailed through the character of Henry Chinaski, which I could have done without.
I have one additional book on my list to read before I look into a few of his poems. We shall see.
Thank you to my local library for loaning me a copy of this book.
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In Women, Bukowski as Henry Chinaski details a life lived to excess. From sexualizing women, to excessive drinking and gambling. Pleasing himself is his only concern. Vulgar, rude and crude, Chinaski is his own man.
This book is repetitive beyond all get out and will get on your every nerve and yet you can鈥檛 help but continue reading.
Afraid of his feelings, he runs from them and instead finds comfort in the arms of other women, which I admit to finding both funny and sad.
Emotionally abused as a child, Bukowski never learned how to love or treat others respectfully. Drinking to excess and pushing all boundaries is how he deals with life and everyone in it. While he rejected social norms, I admit to questioning his reasons. While living life to the fullest is what made him happy, the fact that his addiction was borne out of the abuse he suffered as a child, admittedly made me sad.
Learning more about the man who is supposed to be a prolific writer, is what has made me delve into these books. Unfortunately, the writing style in this one did not quite win me over. It was extremely choppy, repetitive and appeared to simply be a collection of Bukowski鈥檚 conquests as detailed through the character of Henry Chinaski, which I could have done without.
I have one additional book on my list to read before I look into a few of his poems. We shall see.
Thank you to my local library for loaning me a copy of this book.
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November 17, 2019
螤蟻蠋蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰 蟺慰蠀 未喂伪尾维味蠅 伪蟺蠈 蟿慰谓 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂 魏伪喂 蠂渭渭渭 渭维位位慰谓 畏 蠂蔚喂蟻蠈蟿蔚蟻畏 蔚蟺喂位慰纬萎 蟺慰蠀 胃伪 渭蟺慰蟻慰蠉蟽伪 谓伪 魏维谓蠅! 馃槵
螚 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委伪 伪魏慰位慰蠀胃蔚委 蟿慰谓 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁苇伪 围苇谓蟻喂 韦蟽喂谓维蟽魏喂 魏伪喂 蟿慰谓 蔚胃喂蟽渭蠈 蟿慰蠀 蟽蟿慰 伪位魏慰蠈位, 蟿慰谓 蟿味蠈纬慰, 蟿喂蟼 纬蠀谓伪委魏蔚蟼, 蟿伪 蟿蟽喂纬维蟻伪 魏伪喂 蟿慰 蟽蔚尉.
螣蠀蟽喂伪蟽蟿喂魏维 未蔚谓 蠀蟺维蟻蠂蔚喂 渭苇蟽伪 魏伪渭喂维 喂未喂伪委蟿蔚蟻畏 蟺位慰魏萎 伪蟺位维 尾位苇蟺慰蠀渭蔚 蟿慰谓 韦蟽喂谓维蟽魏喂 谓伪 蟺委谓蔚喂, 谓伪 尉蔚蟻谓维蔚喂 魏伪喂 渭委伪 谓伪 蟺畏未维蔚喂 蟿畏谓 螞委谓蟿喂伪, 渭委伪 蟿畏谓 螝维胃蟻喂谓, 渭委伪 蟿畏谓 螔维位蔚蟻喂, 渭委伪 蟿畏谓 螡蟿喂 谓蟿喂 魏伪喂 慰蠉蟿蠅 魏伪胃蔚尉萎蟼. 螠蔚 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰谓 蔚蟺伪谓伪位伪渭尾伪谓蠈渭蔚谓慰 渭慰蟿委尾慰 谓伪 魏蟻伪蟿维蔚喂 蟽蔚 蠈位慰 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰. 螝维蟺慰蠀 蟽蟿畏谓 渭苇蟽畏 蔚委蟺伪 未蔚谓 渭蟺慰蟻蔚委 魏维蟿喂 胃伪 胃苇位蔚喂 谓伪 渭伪蟼 蟺蔚喂 渭蔚 蠈位伪 伪蠀蟿维, 魏维蟺慰蠀 胃伪 魏伪蟿伪位萎纬慰蠀渭蔚 -- 伪位位维 蠈蠂喂 未蔚谓 蠀蟺维蟻蠂蔚喂 蟿委蟺慰蟿伪!
螆蟺蔚喂蟿伪 蠈位蔚蟼 慰喂 纬蠀谓伪委魏蔚蟼 蟺蔚蟻喂纬蟻维蠁慰谓蟿伪喂 蠅蟼 蠀蟽蟿蔚蟻喂魏苇蟼, 渭伪谓喂伪魏苇蟼 魏伪喂 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 魏伪谓苇谓伪 蟽蔚尾伪蟽渭蠈 纬喂伪 蟿慰谓 蔚伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰蠀蟼 魏伪喂 蟿慰 蟽蠋渭伪 蟿慰蠀蟼. 螘谓蠋 慰 围苇谓蟻喂 蔚委谓伪喂 苇谓伪蟼 维谓胃蟻蠅蟺慰蟼 蟽蠀谓伪喂蟽胃畏渭伪蟿喂魏维 "谓蔚魏蟻蠈蟼" 蟺慰蠀 苇蠂蔚喂 蠁苇蟻蔚喂 蟿畏谓 味蠅萎 蟿慰蠀 蟽蔚 渭喂伪 伪尉喂慰位蠉蟺畏蟿畏 魏伪蟿维蟽蟿伪蟽畏 蟺慰蠀 蟽蠂蔚未蠈谓 蟿慰谓 位蠀蟺维蟽伪喂! 螚 纬蟻伪蠁萎 蔚委谓伪喂 魏蟻蠉伪, 伪蟺位萎 魏伪喂 蠅渭萎 魏维蟿喂 蟺慰蠀 未蔚谓 渭蔚 蟺蔚委蟻伪尉蔚, 蟿伪委蟻喂伪味蔚 魏伪喂 渭蔚 蟿慰 蟽蠀谓慰位喂魏蠈 蠉蠁慰蟼 蟿慰蠀 尾喂尾位委慰蠀.
螕蔚谓喂魏维 蟺喂蟽蟿蔚蠉蠅 未蔚谓 萎蟿伪谓 纬喂伪 渭苇谓伪 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰! 螌蟺蠅蟼 位苇谓蔚 魏伪喂 慰喂 蠁委位慰喂 渭伪蟼 慰喂 螁纬纬位慰喂 "Not my cup of tea". 螔伪蟻蔚蟿蠈, 蔚蟺伪谓伪位伪渭尾伪谓蠈渭蔚谓慰, 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 魏维蟺慰喂慰 谓蠈畏渭伪 (萎 蟺慰蠀 蔚纬蠋 蟿慰蠀位维蠂喂蟽蟿慰谓 谓伪 苇蟺喂伪蟽伪) 魏伪喂 慰蠉蟿蔚 魏伪谓 未喂伪蟽魏蔚未伪蟽蟿喂魏蠈 谓伪 蟺蠅 蟿慰蠀位维蠂喂蟽蟿慰 蠈蟿喂 蟿慰 未喂维尾伪蟽伪 蔚蠀蠂维蟻喂蟽蟿伪!
螚 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委伪 伪魏慰位慰蠀胃蔚委 蟿慰谓 蟽蠀纬纬蟻伪蠁苇伪 围苇谓蟻喂 韦蟽喂谓维蟽魏喂 魏伪喂 蟿慰谓 蔚胃喂蟽渭蠈 蟿慰蠀 蟽蟿慰 伪位魏慰蠈位, 蟿慰谓 蟿味蠈纬慰, 蟿喂蟼 纬蠀谓伪委魏蔚蟼, 蟿伪 蟿蟽喂纬维蟻伪 魏伪喂 蟿慰 蟽蔚尉.
螣蠀蟽喂伪蟽蟿喂魏维 未蔚谓 蠀蟺维蟻蠂蔚喂 渭苇蟽伪 魏伪渭喂维 喂未喂伪委蟿蔚蟻畏 蟺位慰魏萎 伪蟺位维 尾位苇蟺慰蠀渭蔚 蟿慰谓 韦蟽喂谓维蟽魏喂 谓伪 蟺委谓蔚喂, 谓伪 尉蔚蟻谓维蔚喂 魏伪喂 渭委伪 谓伪 蟺畏未维蔚喂 蟿畏谓 螞委谓蟿喂伪, 渭委伪 蟿畏谓 螝维胃蟻喂谓, 渭委伪 蟿畏谓 螔维位蔚蟻喂, 渭委伪 蟿畏谓 螡蟿喂 谓蟿喂 魏伪喂 慰蠉蟿蠅 魏伪胃蔚尉萎蟼. 螠蔚 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰谓 蔚蟺伪谓伪位伪渭尾伪谓蠈渭蔚谓慰 渭慰蟿委尾慰 谓伪 魏蟻伪蟿维蔚喂 蟽蔚 蠈位慰 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰. 螝维蟺慰蠀 蟽蟿畏谓 渭苇蟽畏 蔚委蟺伪 未蔚谓 渭蟺慰蟻蔚委 魏维蟿喂 胃伪 胃苇位蔚喂 谓伪 渭伪蟼 蟺蔚喂 渭蔚 蠈位伪 伪蠀蟿维, 魏维蟺慰蠀 胃伪 魏伪蟿伪位萎纬慰蠀渭蔚 -- 伪位位维 蠈蠂喂 未蔚谓 蠀蟺维蟻蠂蔚喂 蟿委蟺慰蟿伪!
螆蟺蔚喂蟿伪 蠈位蔚蟼 慰喂 纬蠀谓伪委魏蔚蟼 蟺蔚蟻喂纬蟻维蠁慰谓蟿伪喂 蠅蟼 蠀蟽蟿蔚蟻喂魏苇蟼, 渭伪谓喂伪魏苇蟼 魏伪喂 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 魏伪谓苇谓伪 蟽蔚尾伪蟽渭蠈 纬喂伪 蟿慰谓 蔚伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰蠀蟼 魏伪喂 蟿慰 蟽蠋渭伪 蟿慰蠀蟼. 螘谓蠋 慰 围苇谓蟻喂 蔚委谓伪喂 苇谓伪蟼 维谓胃蟻蠅蟺慰蟼 蟽蠀谓伪喂蟽胃畏渭伪蟿喂魏维 "谓蔚魏蟻蠈蟼" 蟺慰蠀 苇蠂蔚喂 蠁苇蟻蔚喂 蟿畏谓 味蠅萎 蟿慰蠀 蟽蔚 渭喂伪 伪尉喂慰位蠉蟺畏蟿畏 魏伪蟿维蟽蟿伪蟽畏 蟺慰蠀 蟽蠂蔚未蠈谓 蟿慰谓 位蠀蟺维蟽伪喂! 螚 纬蟻伪蠁萎 蔚委谓伪喂 魏蟻蠉伪, 伪蟺位萎 魏伪喂 蠅渭萎 魏维蟿喂 蟺慰蠀 未蔚谓 渭蔚 蟺蔚委蟻伪尉蔚, 蟿伪委蟻喂伪味蔚 魏伪喂 渭蔚 蟿慰 蟽蠀谓慰位喂魏蠈 蠉蠁慰蟼 蟿慰蠀 尾喂尾位委慰蠀.
螕蔚谓喂魏维 蟺喂蟽蟿蔚蠉蠅 未蔚谓 萎蟿伪谓 纬喂伪 渭苇谓伪 伪蠀蟿蠈 蟿慰 尾喂尾位委慰! 螌蟺蠅蟼 位苇谓蔚 魏伪喂 慰喂 蠁委位慰喂 渭伪蟼 慰喂 螁纬纬位慰喂 "Not my cup of tea". 螔伪蟻蔚蟿蠈, 蔚蟺伪谓伪位伪渭尾伪谓蠈渭蔚谓慰, 蠂蠅蟻委蟼 魏维蟺慰喂慰 谓蠈畏渭伪 (萎 蟺慰蠀 蔚纬蠋 蟿慰蠀位维蠂喂蟽蟿慰谓 谓伪 苇蟺喂伪蟽伪) 魏伪喂 慰蠉蟿蔚 魏伪谓 未喂伪蟽魏蔚未伪蟽蟿喂魏蠈 谓伪 蟺蠅 蟿慰蠀位维蠂喂蟽蟿慰 蠈蟿喂 蟿慰 未喂维尾伪蟽伪 蔚蠀蠂维蟻喂蟽蟿伪!
September 6, 2023
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鈥庁ㄚ柏臂屬�.. 賳賲蹖丿丕賳賲 丿乇 賲賵乇丿 丕蹖賳 丿丕爻鬲丕賳賽 爻讴爻蹖貙 趩诏賵賳賴 趩讴蹖丿賴 賳賵蹖爻蹖 讴賳賲... 丿丕爻鬲丕賳貙 丕夭 夭亘丕賳賽 賲乇丿蹖 亘賴 賳丕賲 芦賴賳乇蹖 趩蹖賳丕爻讴蹖禄 蹖丕 芦賴賳讴禄 乇賵丕蹖鬲 賲蹖卮賵丿 讴賴 禺丕胤乇丕鬲卮 乇丕 鬲毓乇蹖賮 賲蹖讴賳丿.. 賲乇丿蹖 诏賵卮賴 诏蹖乇 賵 趩卮賲 趩乇丕賳 讴賴 丿乇 鄢鄣 爻丕賱诏蹖 丕夭丿賵丕噩 讴乇丿賴 賵 丕夭丿賵丕噩卮 丿賵 爻丕賱 丿賵丕賲 丿丕卮鬲賴 賵 夭賳卮 賲乇丿賴 丕爻鬲 賵 丿禺鬲乇蹖 卮卮 爻丕賱賴 丿丕卮鬲賴 讴賴 賯亘賱 丕夭 丕夭丿賵丕噩 亘賴 丿賳蹖丕 丌賲丿賴 丕爻鬲... 丿乇 倬賳噩丕賴 爻丕賱诏蹖 鬲丕 趩賴丕乇 爻丕賱 亘丕 诰蹖趩 夭賳蹖 乇丕亘胤賴 賵 爻讴爻 賳丿丕卮鬲賴 賵 丿乇 鬲賲丕賲賽 丕蹖賳 爻丕賱賴丕貙 賳蹖丕夭卮 乇丕 亘丕 禺賵丿丕乇囟丕蹖蹖貙 亘乇胤乇賮 讴乇丿賴 丕爻鬲.. 讴丕乇賲賳丿賽 丕丿丕乇賴贁 倬爻鬲 亘賵丿賴 賵 倬爻 丕夭 禺丕乇噩 卮丿賳 丕夭 讴丕乇貙 亘賴 賳賵蹖爻賳丿诏蹖 乇賵 丌賵乇丿賴 丕爻鬲.. 丨丕賱 丿乇 倬賳噩丕賴 爻丕賱诏蹖 丿賱亘丕禺鬲賴贁 夭賳蹖 賲噩爻賲賴 爻丕夭 亘賴 賳丕賲 芦賱蹖丿蹖丕禄 卮丿賴 讴賴 鄢郯 爻丕賱 爻賳 丿丕卮鬲賴 賵 蹖讴 倬爻乇 鄹 爻丕賱賴 賵 蹖讴 丿禺鬲乇 鄣 爻丕賱賴 丿丕乇丿.. 丕賵賱蹖賳 卮丕禺氐賴贁 亘丕乇夭 丿乇 賱蹖丿蹖丕 讴賴 趩卮賲丕賳賽 賴賳讴 乇丕 亘賴 禺賵丿 噩賱亘 讴乇丿賴貙 讴賵賳賽 亘夭乇诏卮 丿乇 卮賱賵丕乇 噩蹖賳 亘賵丿賴 賵 丕賱亘鬲賴 賲賵賴丕蹖 倬乇倬卮鬲 賵 亘賱賳丿卮
鈥庁ㄙ� 睾蹖乇 丕夭 賱蹖丿蹖丕 亘丕 夭賳丕賳賽 丿蹖诏乇蹖 賴賲 丿乇 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 丌卮賳丕 賲蹖卮賵蹖賲. 夭賳丕賳蹖 賲孬賱賽 芦讴丕鬲乇蹖賳禄 賵 芦賲蹖賳丿蹖禄... 讴賴 丕賱亘鬲賴 卮賳丕禺鬲蹖 讴賴 卮賲丕 丕夭 丕蹖賳 夭賳丕賳 丿乇 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 倬蹖丿丕 賲蹖讴賳蹖丿貙 賴賲丕賳 賳诏丕賴賽 丕亘夭丕乇蹖賽 賴賳讴 蹖丕 賴賲丕賳 賴賳乇蹖 趩蹖賳丕爻讴蹖 亘賴 夭賳丕賳 丕爻鬲.. 賳丕夭賽 丕蹖賳 夭賳 賮賱丕賳 亘賵丿 賵 讴賵賳賽 丌賳 夭賳 亘賴賲丕賳 亘賵丿 賵 乇賵賳 倬丕賴丕 賵 爻蹖賳賴 賴丕蹖卮 亘蹖爻丕乇 亘賵丿.. 賯乇丕乇 丕爻鬲 卮賲丕 丿乇 噩乇蹖丕賳賽 讴蹖賮蹖鬲賽 爻讴爻賴丕貙 丕乇囟丕 卮丿賳 賴丕 賵 丕乇囟丕 賳卮丿賳 賴丕蹖賽 蹖讴 賳賵蹖爻賳丿賴 賵 卮丕毓乇賽 丕賱讴賱蹖 賵 倬丕 亘賴 爻賳 诏匕丕卮鬲賴 賵 诏賵卮賴 诏蹖乇貙 賯乇丕乇 亘诏蹖乇蹖丿
鈥庁ж� 丿蹖诏乇 賲爻丕卅賱蹖 讴賴 丿乇 丿賱賽 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 亘賴 丌賳 丕卮丕乇賴 賲蹖卮賵丿貙 賳卮丕賳 丿丕丿賳 賵囟毓蹖鬲賽 夭賳丕賳蹖 丕爻鬲 讴賴 賳蹖丕夭 亘賴 爻讴爻 丿丕乇賳丿 賵 亘乇禺蹖 丕賵賯丕鬲 丿睾丿睾賴贁 賳诏賴丿丕乇蹖 丕夭 亘趩賴貙 亘丕毓孬 賲蹖卮賵丿 鬲丕 丨鬲蹖 蹖讴 爻讴爻 亘丕 丿賱 禺賵卮 丕夭 诏賱賵蹖卮丕賳 倬丕蹖蹖賳 賳乇賵丿.. 賵 蹖丕 夭賳丕賳蹖 讴賴 丌賳賯丿乇 亘賴 爻讴爻 賳蹖丕夭 丿丕乇賳丿 讴賴 卮乇丕蹖胤賽 胤乇賮賽 賲賯丕亘賱卮丕賳 丕氐賱丕賸 亘乇丕蹖卮丕賳 丕賴賲蹖鬲 賳丿丕乇丿.. 蹖丕 夭賳丕賳蹖 讴賴 賴丿賮卮丕賳 丕夭 亘乇賯乇丕乇蹖賽 乇丕亘胤賴贁 丿賵爻鬲蹖貙 賮賯胤 賵 賮賯胤 爻讴爻 丕爻鬲 賵 賴丿賮卮丕賳 丕夭丿賵丕噩 賵 蹖丕 賲丕賳丿诏丕乇蹖 丿乇 乇丕亘胤賴 丕蹖 亘賱賳丿 賲丿鬲 賳蹖爻鬲.. 賵 丕蹖賳讴賴 爻讴爻 噩夭賵 丌賳 丿爻鬲賴 丕夭 賳蹖丕夭賴丕蹖蹖爻鬲 讴賴 亘丿賵賳賽 乇賮毓賽 丌賳貙 夭賳丿诏蹖 讴乇丿賳 亘爻蹖丕乇 爻禺鬲 丕爻鬲
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鈥庁呝勜ж� 丕賳鬲禺丕亘蹖 丕夭 丕蹖賳 讴鬲丕亘
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鈥庁� 賲賵乇丿賽 賴乇夭賴 賴丕 賳賵卮鬲賳貙 丌爻賵賳賴
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鈥庁ㄘ藏壁臂屬� 趩丕賱卮 賵 鬲乇丕跇丿蹖 亘乇丕蹖 夭賳貙 丿丕卮鬲賳賽 爻賵乇丕禺 賵 *** 诏卮丕丿 丕爻鬲.. 芦賲蹖賳丿蹖禄 賴賲蹖賳胤賵乇 亘賵丿.. 賴蹖趩 丕丨爻丕爻蹖 鬲賵 爻讴爻 亘丕賴丕卮 賳丿丕卮鬲賲.. 丕賳诏丕乇 丿丕卮鬲賲 亘丕 蹖讴 讴蹖爻賴贁 讴丕睾匕蹖賽 卮賱 賵 賵賱 賵 亘夭乇诏貙 爻讴爻 賲蹖讴乇丿賲
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鈥庁з堎勝� 蹖讴 乇丕亘胤賴貙 賴賲蹖卮賴 丌爻賵賳 鬲乇蹖賳 亘禺卮卮賴.. 亘毓丿卮 倬賵趩蹖 賲蹖丕丿 賵 丿蹖诏賴 賲鬲賵賯賮 賳賲蹖卮賴
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鈥庂堎傌� 亘蹖 丕毓鬲賳丕蹖蹖 賴賲賴贁 賵噩賵丿鬲 乇賵 倬乇 讴賳賴貙 丕購爻讴賵賱 亘賵丿賳貙 趩蹖夭 亘丿蹖 賳蹖爻鬲
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鈥幝聚屫辟堌� 亘丕卮蹖丿 賵 丕蹖乇丕賳蹖禄
鈥庁ㄚ柏臂屬�.. 賳賲蹖丿丕賳賲 丿乇 賲賵乇丿 丕蹖賳 丿丕爻鬲丕賳賽 爻讴爻蹖貙 趩诏賵賳賴 趩讴蹖丿賴 賳賵蹖爻蹖 讴賳賲... 丿丕爻鬲丕賳貙 丕夭 夭亘丕賳賽 賲乇丿蹖 亘賴 賳丕賲 芦賴賳乇蹖 趩蹖賳丕爻讴蹖禄 蹖丕 芦賴賳讴禄 乇賵丕蹖鬲 賲蹖卮賵丿 讴賴 禺丕胤乇丕鬲卮 乇丕 鬲毓乇蹖賮 賲蹖讴賳丿.. 賲乇丿蹖 诏賵卮賴 诏蹖乇 賵 趩卮賲 趩乇丕賳 讴賴 丿乇 鄢鄣 爻丕賱诏蹖 丕夭丿賵丕噩 讴乇丿賴 賵 丕夭丿賵丕噩卮 丿賵 爻丕賱 丿賵丕賲 丿丕卮鬲賴 賵 夭賳卮 賲乇丿賴 丕爻鬲 賵 丿禺鬲乇蹖 卮卮 爻丕賱賴 丿丕卮鬲賴 讴賴 賯亘賱 丕夭 丕夭丿賵丕噩 亘賴 丿賳蹖丕 丌賲丿賴 丕爻鬲... 丿乇 倬賳噩丕賴 爻丕賱诏蹖 鬲丕 趩賴丕乇 爻丕賱 亘丕 诰蹖趩 夭賳蹖 乇丕亘胤賴 賵 爻讴爻 賳丿丕卮鬲賴 賵 丿乇 鬲賲丕賲賽 丕蹖賳 爻丕賱賴丕貙 賳蹖丕夭卮 乇丕 亘丕 禺賵丿丕乇囟丕蹖蹖貙 亘乇胤乇賮 讴乇丿賴 丕爻鬲.. 讴丕乇賲賳丿賽 丕丿丕乇賴贁 倬爻鬲 亘賵丿賴 賵 倬爻 丕夭 禺丕乇噩 卮丿賳 丕夭 讴丕乇貙 亘賴 賳賵蹖爻賳丿诏蹖 乇賵 丌賵乇丿賴 丕爻鬲.. 丨丕賱 丿乇 倬賳噩丕賴 爻丕賱诏蹖 丿賱亘丕禺鬲賴贁 夭賳蹖 賲噩爻賲賴 爻丕夭 亘賴 賳丕賲 芦賱蹖丿蹖丕禄 卮丿賴 讴賴 鄢郯 爻丕賱 爻賳 丿丕卮鬲賴 賵 蹖讴 倬爻乇 鄹 爻丕賱賴 賵 蹖讴 丿禺鬲乇 鄣 爻丕賱賴 丿丕乇丿.. 丕賵賱蹖賳 卮丕禺氐賴贁 亘丕乇夭 丿乇 賱蹖丿蹖丕 讴賴 趩卮賲丕賳賽 賴賳讴 乇丕 亘賴 禺賵丿 噩賱亘 讴乇丿賴貙 讴賵賳賽 亘夭乇诏卮 丿乇 卮賱賵丕乇 噩蹖賳 亘賵丿賴 賵 丕賱亘鬲賴 賲賵賴丕蹖 倬乇倬卮鬲 賵 亘賱賳丿卮
鈥庁ㄙ� 睾蹖乇 丕夭 賱蹖丿蹖丕 亘丕 夭賳丕賳賽 丿蹖诏乇蹖 賴賲 丿乇 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 丌卮賳丕 賲蹖卮賵蹖賲. 夭賳丕賳蹖 賲孬賱賽 芦讴丕鬲乇蹖賳禄 賵 芦賲蹖賳丿蹖禄... 讴賴 丕賱亘鬲賴 卮賳丕禺鬲蹖 讴賴 卮賲丕 丕夭 丕蹖賳 夭賳丕賳 丿乇 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 倬蹖丿丕 賲蹖讴賳蹖丿貙 賴賲丕賳 賳诏丕賴賽 丕亘夭丕乇蹖賽 賴賳讴 蹖丕 賴賲丕賳 賴賳乇蹖 趩蹖賳丕爻讴蹖 亘賴 夭賳丕賳 丕爻鬲.. 賳丕夭賽 丕蹖賳 夭賳 賮賱丕賳 亘賵丿 賵 讴賵賳賽 丌賳 夭賳 亘賴賲丕賳 亘賵丿 賵 乇賵賳 倬丕賴丕 賵 爻蹖賳賴 賴丕蹖卮 亘蹖爻丕乇 亘賵丿.. 賯乇丕乇 丕爻鬲 卮賲丕 丿乇 噩乇蹖丕賳賽 讴蹖賮蹖鬲賽 爻讴爻賴丕貙 丕乇囟丕 卮丿賳 賴丕 賵 丕乇囟丕 賳卮丿賳 賴丕蹖賽 蹖讴 賳賵蹖爻賳丿賴 賵 卮丕毓乇賽 丕賱讴賱蹖 賵 倬丕 亘賴 爻賳 诏匕丕卮鬲賴 賵 诏賵卮賴 诏蹖乇貙 賯乇丕乇 亘诏蹖乇蹖丿
鈥庁ж� 丿蹖诏乇 賲爻丕卅賱蹖 讴賴 丿乇 丿賱賽 丿丕爻鬲丕賳 亘賴 丌賳 丕卮丕乇賴 賲蹖卮賵丿貙 賳卮丕賳 丿丕丿賳 賵囟毓蹖鬲賽 夭賳丕賳蹖 丕爻鬲 讴賴 賳蹖丕夭 亘賴 爻讴爻 丿丕乇賳丿 賵 亘乇禺蹖 丕賵賯丕鬲 丿睾丿睾賴贁 賳诏賴丿丕乇蹖 丕夭 亘趩賴貙 亘丕毓孬 賲蹖卮賵丿 鬲丕 丨鬲蹖 蹖讴 爻讴爻 亘丕 丿賱 禺賵卮 丕夭 诏賱賵蹖卮丕賳 倬丕蹖蹖賳 賳乇賵丿.. 賵 蹖丕 夭賳丕賳蹖 讴賴 丌賳賯丿乇 亘賴 爻讴爻 賳蹖丕夭 丿丕乇賳丿 讴賴 卮乇丕蹖胤賽 胤乇賮賽 賲賯丕亘賱卮丕賳 丕氐賱丕賸 亘乇丕蹖卮丕賳 丕賴賲蹖鬲 賳丿丕乇丿.. 蹖丕 夭賳丕賳蹖 讴賴 賴丿賮卮丕賳 丕夭 亘乇賯乇丕乇蹖賽 乇丕亘胤賴贁 丿賵爻鬲蹖貙 賮賯胤 賵 賮賯胤 爻讴爻 丕爻鬲 賵 賴丿賮卮丕賳 丕夭丿賵丕噩 賵 蹖丕 賲丕賳丿诏丕乇蹖 丿乇 乇丕亘胤賴 丕蹖 亘賱賳丿 賲丿鬲 賳蹖爻鬲.. 賵 丕蹖賳讴賴 爻讴爻 噩夭賵 丌賳 丿爻鬲賴 丕夭 賳蹖丕夭賴丕蹖蹖爻鬲 讴賴 亘丿賵賳賽 乇賮毓賽 丌賳貙 夭賳丿诏蹖 讴乇丿賳 亘爻蹖丕乇 爻禺鬲 丕爻鬲
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鈥庁з呟屫堌ж辟� 丕蹖賳 乇蹖賵蹖賵 丿乇 噩賴鬲賽 丌卮賳丕蹖蹖 亘丕 丕蹖賳 讴鬲丕亘貙 讴丕賮蹖 賵 賲賮蹖丿 亘賵丿賴 亘丕卮賴
鈥幝聚屫辟堌� 亘丕卮蹖丿 賵 丕蹖乇丕賳蹖禄
March 3, 2013
It was love at first letter with Bukowski. This was months ago. I read the letter he wrote in 鈥�86, (posted at 鈥淟etters of Note鈥� in 2012,) and I just knew. I had a thing for and wanted to devour the words of the man who wrote it.
I gulped down 鈥淲omen鈥� quickly because that was the type of book it was. Reading Bukowski requires the willingness to loosen up. It is not easy to read this stuff through an ideological, feminist, or moral lens. This man does not bother to brush up his character or polish his words. Whether we like it or not, we are forced to watch Chinaski throw up and throw his seeds in the fleshes of passing women. Chinaski is self-described as a 鈥渄irty old man鈥�, 鈥渟elfish, with deep pleasure鈥�. He is a raging alcoholic, and, really, he is simply not bothered.
And so it goes. The more I read, the more Bukowski's appeal started to fade before my eyes. This possibly correlates with his own life-experience and through his sharing of this reality: 鈥淗uman relationships didn't work anyhow. Only the first two weeks had any zing, then the participants lost their interest. Masks dropped away and real people began to appear: cranks, imbeciles, the demented, the vengeful, sadists, killers. Modern society had created its own kind and they feasted on each other. It was a duel to the death--in a cesspool.鈥�
The buried sense of uneasiness on how easy it is to break up, let go and be with someone else adds to the depth of this book, and the book does have depth. Perhaps the easiest way to describe it would be through referencing Milan Kundera鈥檚 book title: 鈥淭he Unbearable Lightness of Being鈥�. While reading Bukowski's 鈥淲omen鈥�, I started to wonder about the meaning-of-it-all, but had to quickly stop myself from this questioning, and keep on reading. It means nothing. In the words of a friend of mine, "life means nothing and everything, but mostly nothing.鈥� Bukowski emphasizes on the nothingness. He is 鈥榥ot wholesome in the sense of wholesome is as wholesome does鈥�: 鈥淚 liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn鈥檛 have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. It didn鈥檛 make for an interesting person. I didn鈥檛 want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. One kind of behavior didn鈥檛 fit the other. I didn鈥檛 care.鈥�
For the most part, this book was not rich in context. I wanted to love it, but dare I say: I was underwhelmed. I had this recurring notion that Bukowski was just trying so hard to look as though he was not trying so hard. It seems as though he wanted to give the impression that he couldn't care less about other writers, films, TV, culture, none of it really, and that he wasn't bothered by what people thought about his writing. On the other hand, there are all these self-compliments his characters chip in that disprove his indifference. The constant referrals he makes about himself being 鈥渙ne of the best writers鈥�, and that he has 鈥渞aw writing鈥�, 鈥渉umor鈥�, impeccable ease in jumping from one girl to another and 鈥渇ucking all these women鈥� all start to become less and less amusing.
This book, albeit playful, could be helpful for a case-study on polygamy. It is also acute in conveying the harsh economic realities that the Americans of that generation had been going through. Additionally, it could assist women of all generations to understand the true composition of jerks, assholes and dirty old men, and know when to run for their lives if they are in a relationship with one.
Was I disappointed with this book? Unfortunately, yes. Would I read more Bukowski? The man is shameless and unbothered by it, but he sticks to his guns and has his own style. Give me another book by him, right now, and yes, yes I will.
I gulped down 鈥淲omen鈥� quickly because that was the type of book it was. Reading Bukowski requires the willingness to loosen up. It is not easy to read this stuff through an ideological, feminist, or moral lens. This man does not bother to brush up his character or polish his words. Whether we like it or not, we are forced to watch Chinaski throw up and throw his seeds in the fleshes of passing women. Chinaski is self-described as a 鈥渄irty old man鈥�, 鈥渟elfish, with deep pleasure鈥�. He is a raging alcoholic, and, really, he is simply not bothered.
And so it goes. The more I read, the more Bukowski's appeal started to fade before my eyes. This possibly correlates with his own life-experience and through his sharing of this reality: 鈥淗uman relationships didn't work anyhow. Only the first two weeks had any zing, then the participants lost their interest. Masks dropped away and real people began to appear: cranks, imbeciles, the demented, the vengeful, sadists, killers. Modern society had created its own kind and they feasted on each other. It was a duel to the death--in a cesspool.鈥�
The buried sense of uneasiness on how easy it is to break up, let go and be with someone else adds to the depth of this book, and the book does have depth. Perhaps the easiest way to describe it would be through referencing Milan Kundera鈥檚 book title: 鈥淭he Unbearable Lightness of Being鈥�. While reading Bukowski's 鈥淲omen鈥�, I started to wonder about the meaning-of-it-all, but had to quickly stop myself from this questioning, and keep on reading. It means nothing. In the words of a friend of mine, "life means nothing and everything, but mostly nothing.鈥� Bukowski emphasizes on the nothingness. He is 鈥榥ot wholesome in the sense of wholesome is as wholesome does鈥�: 鈥淚 liked to drink, I was lazy, I didn鈥檛 have a god, politics, ideas, ideals. I was settled into nothingness; a kind of non-being, and I accepted it. It didn鈥檛 make for an interesting person. I didn鈥檛 want to be interesting, it was too hard. What I really wanted was only a soft, hazy space to live in, and to be left alone. On the other hand, when I got drunk I screamed, went crazy, got all out of hand. One kind of behavior didn鈥檛 fit the other. I didn鈥檛 care.鈥�
For the most part, this book was not rich in context. I wanted to love it, but dare I say: I was underwhelmed. I had this recurring notion that Bukowski was just trying so hard to look as though he was not trying so hard. It seems as though he wanted to give the impression that he couldn't care less about other writers, films, TV, culture, none of it really, and that he wasn't bothered by what people thought about his writing. On the other hand, there are all these self-compliments his characters chip in that disprove his indifference. The constant referrals he makes about himself being 鈥渙ne of the best writers鈥�, and that he has 鈥渞aw writing鈥�, 鈥渉umor鈥�, impeccable ease in jumping from one girl to another and 鈥渇ucking all these women鈥� all start to become less and less amusing.
This book, albeit playful, could be helpful for a case-study on polygamy. It is also acute in conveying the harsh economic realities that the Americans of that generation had been going through. Additionally, it could assist women of all generations to understand the true composition of jerks, assholes and dirty old men, and know when to run for their lives if they are in a relationship with one.
Was I disappointed with this book? Unfortunately, yes. Would I read more Bukowski? The man is shameless and unbothered by it, but he sticks to his guns and has his own style. Give me another book by him, right now, and yes, yes I will.
September 10, 2019
螤维谓蟿伪 渭慰蠀 蔚委谓伪喂 蔚蠀蠂维蟻喂蟽蟿慰 谓伪 未喂伪尾维味蠅 蟿喂蟼 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委蔚蟼 蟿慰蠀 围苇谓蟻喂 韦蟽喂谓维蟽魏喂, 慰喂 慰蟺慰委蔚蟼 蔚委谓伪喂 纬蔚渭伪蟿蔚蟼 魏蠀谓喂蟽渭蠈, 伪蠂伪位委谓蠅蟿慰 蟽蔚尉, 伪位魏慰慰位 魏伪喂 "尾蟻蠈渭喂魏畏" 蠁喂位慰蟽慰蠁委伪.
危蔚 苇谓伪谓 魏蠈蟽渭慰 纬蔚渭维蟿慰 蠀蟺慰魏蟻喂蟽委伪 魏伪喂 魏伪胃蠅蟽蟺蟻蔚蟺喂蟽渭蠈 慰 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂 萎蟻胃蔚 纬喂伪 谓伪 蟿伪蟻维尉蔚喂 蟿伪 谓蔚蟻维 魏伪喂 谓伪 渭伪蟼 胃蠀渭委味蔚喂 蟺蠅蟼 蟿伪 蟺维胃畏 渭伪蟼 蔚委谓伪喂 伪蠀蟿伪 蟺慰蠀 渭伪蟼 未委谓慰蠀谓 蟿畏谓 伪谓胃蟻蠋蟺喂谓畏 蠀蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽萎 渭伪蟼.
螒谓 魏伪喂 慰喂 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委蔚蟼 伪蟺蠈 蔚谓伪 蟽畏渭蔚委慰 魏伪喂 渭蔚蟿维 未蔚谓 未喂伪蠁苇蟻慰蠀谓 魏伪喂 蟺慰位蠉 渭蔚蟿伪尉蠉 蟿慰蠀蟼 魏伪喂 畏 伪蠁萎纬畏蟽畏 纬委谓蔚蟿伪喂 蔚位伪蠁蟻蠋蟼 渭慰谓蠈蟿慰谓畏, 蔚谓蟿慰蠉蟿慰喂蟼 未蔚谓 纬委谓蔚蟿伪喂 谓伪 渭畏谓 伪蟺慰位伪蠀蟽蔚喂 魏伪谓蔚委蟼 蟿畏谓 纬谓萎蟽喂伪 纬蟻伪蠁萎 蟿慰蠀 胃蔚委慰蠀 韦蟽伪蟻位蟼 , 蟿慰 魏伪蠀蟽蟿喂魏蠈 蟿慰蠀 蠂喂慰蠉渭慰蟻 伪位位维 魏伪喂 蟿伪 蟽蠂蠈位喂伪 蟺蟻慰蟼 蟿慰谓 蟽蠀纬蠂蟻慰谓慰 维谓胃蟻蠅蟺慰 蟺慰蠀 蟿蟽伪魏委味慰蠀谓 魏蠈魏魏伪位伪.
危蔚 苇谓伪谓 魏蠈蟽渭慰 纬蔚渭维蟿慰 蠀蟺慰魏蟻喂蟽委伪 魏伪喂 魏伪胃蠅蟽蟺蟻蔚蟺喂蟽渭蠈 慰 螠蟺慰蠀魏蠈蠁蟽魏喂 萎蟻胃蔚 纬喂伪 谓伪 蟿伪蟻维尉蔚喂 蟿伪 谓蔚蟻维 魏伪喂 谓伪 渭伪蟼 胃蠀渭委味蔚喂 蟺蠅蟼 蟿伪 蟺维胃畏 渭伪蟼 蔚委谓伪喂 伪蠀蟿伪 蟺慰蠀 渭伪蟼 未委谓慰蠀谓 蟿畏谓 伪谓胃蟻蠋蟺喂谓畏 蠀蟺蠈蟽蟿伪蟽萎 渭伪蟼.
螒谓 魏伪喂 慰喂 喂蟽蟿慰蟻委蔚蟼 伪蟺蠈 蔚谓伪 蟽畏渭蔚委慰 魏伪喂 渭蔚蟿维 未蔚谓 未喂伪蠁苇蟻慰蠀谓 魏伪喂 蟺慰位蠉 渭蔚蟿伪尉蠉 蟿慰蠀蟼 魏伪喂 畏 伪蠁萎纬畏蟽畏 纬委谓蔚蟿伪喂 蔚位伪蠁蟻蠋蟼 渭慰谓蠈蟿慰谓畏, 蔚谓蟿慰蠉蟿慰喂蟼 未蔚谓 纬委谓蔚蟿伪喂 谓伪 渭畏谓 伪蟺慰位伪蠀蟽蔚喂 魏伪谓蔚委蟼 蟿畏谓 纬谓萎蟽喂伪 纬蟻伪蠁萎 蟿慰蠀 胃蔚委慰蠀 韦蟽伪蟻位蟼 , 蟿慰 魏伪蠀蟽蟿喂魏蠈 蟿慰蠀 蠂喂慰蠉渭慰蟻 伪位位维 魏伪喂 蟿伪 蟽蠂蠈位喂伪 蟺蟻慰蟼 蟿慰谓 蟽蠀纬蠂蟻慰谓慰 维谓胃蟻蠅蟺慰 蟺慰蠀 蟿蟽伪魏委味慰蠀谓 魏蠈魏魏伪位伪.
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