"Ending is better than mending. (BNW, page 52)"
10+ pages of spaced, intertwining dialog is OVERWHELMING! I forget half the time what conversation I'm reading, then, once I work that out, who on earth is talking? While it is a pain, I think it symbolizes the me-first sort of attitude that seems to claim the civilization. the lines continue to shorten until they are just one-sentence statements. What in the hay is going on?? To make matters worse, it seems like these are rather important conversations that I need to know and understand. What I've gathered so far is that Bernard has feelings, Lenina and Fanny are shallow, there is no such thing as religion anymore, fidelity is evil, and drugs are cool. If I didn't already know, this is one dysfunctional society, ah!!!! An epiphany again! The disorder of the past ten pages is to symbolize the chaos that is going on behind the scenes, in the minds of all people that aren't brain-washed! I'm pretty proud of my revelation!
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