This is far too passive. Don't get me wrong, certain cc's of passive can work sometimes. Its good at the Steinbeck level: meandering through the Salinas Valley like some cool-water river taking its time to meet the sea, stopping at a farm here and there to lend a hand, maybe uncover a "lovely sentiment" or two somewhere along the way. If not, keep moving.
D'Ambrosio's ideal goes beyond a healthy acceptance of things into a disconnected disinterest. If suicide runs in your family, why not step out the door a bit before the inevitable happens? Maybe pull a Hemingway for some time. Work for the Kansas City Star, fight in World War I, a Catalan insurgency or two, retire to "gay Pareeee", hunt, trap, love, make it too, write a novel about it all, then you know if you still feel like it...
At least get out a little. Get out for Christ's sake.
Sadly, the stellar moments are far and few. People are inorganic and if D'Ambrosio is satisfied with a meaningful convo or inner-revelation, that's respectable. At the same time, it also gives people the notion that mediocrity is permanently cool. You must be, do and have what you want to be, do and have~
ReplyDeleteIs this what happens when you get older? You trick yourself into living for nothing because the somethings became nothings?
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