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Green wondered why Butler wanted to be in the life at all. He didn't buy expensive things with the money he made. He took no pleasure in being hard. He didn't talk about football, fucking dudes up, killing bitches in the bed, or none of that. Instead, Butler could point out foreign countries, like Canada, on a map. He could tell you about star constellations and stuff like that. He read books, newspapers, and magazines. Butler was different
-- Drama City by George Pelecanos
I laughed. And it felt real good.
Maybe the appeal of the noir universe is that it comports so well with Monk's Hobbesian perspective - the brutish and nasty state of nature laid bare. He just does not want to get any closer to it than in the comfort and pleasure of fiction.
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Green wondered why Butler wanted to be in the life at all. He didn't buy expensive things with the money he made. He took no pleasure in being hard. He didn't talk about football, fucking dudes up, killing bitches in the bed, or none of that. Instead, Butler could point out foreign countries, like Canada, on a map. He could tell you about star constellations and stuff like that. He read books, newspapers, and magazines. Butler was different
-- Drama City by George Pelecanos
I laughed. And it felt real good.
Maybe the appeal of the noir universe is that it comports so well with Monk's Hobbesian perspective - the brutish and nasty state of nature laid bare. He just does not want to get any closer to it than in the comfort and pleasure of fiction.
