This Is The Most Vile Passage I’ve Ever Read
And we’re back to talking about Naked Lunch, perhaps the most uncomfortable, steaming pile of dog poo novel I’ve ever read.
With hesitation, I want to give you an idea of what I’m talking about when I say this book is incredibly difficult to read.
It’s one thing for me to say that, but it’s another thing for you to read some of it yourself. Instead of block quoting the passage below, like usual, and inviting all sorts of creepo internet traffic, I thought I’d simply take a photo of the passage.
Here it is. Start from the top to get the full sicko affect, and proceed with extreme caution.
Guys, I think I’ve established that I’m not a prude over the last nearly 5 years of writing this blog.
I’ll power through any novel and read some uncomfortable stuff that makes my stomach churn, all for the sake of having read through this list and, at least, opening my mind to what other critics view as art.
But a pedophile raping a young boy? Nope. Absolutely not. The above passage just about undid me. I can’t read that kind of filth. Just can’t.
The problem with Naked Lunch is that passage isn’t an exception. If you read this novel, you can expect 200 pages of that. It’s the literary equivalent of a truck stop men’s room.
So now you know why I have such a problem with Naked Lunch. However, I’m powering on, mainly skimming through the rest of the novel to continue on with this list.
I don’t know what this novel is, but it isn’t art.