pynchon-espionage

January 27, 2025

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‘It isn’t espionage,’ had been, and still was, spoken more out of petulance than any desire to establish purity of motive. He wished it could all be as respectable and orthodox as spying. But somehow in his hands the traditional tools and attitudes were always employed toward mean ends: cloak for a laundry sack, dagger to peel potatoes; dossiers to fill up dead Sunday afternoons; worst of all, disguise itself not out of any professional necessity but only as a trick, simply to involve him less in the chase, to put off some part of the pain of dilemma on various ‘impersonations.’

Thought:

“that’s chaos can you produce chaos? Alice asked certainly I can produce chaos I said I produced chaos she regard the chaos chaos is handsome and attractive she said and more durable than regret I said and more nourishing than regret she said”

Donald Barthelme | “Alice”

Christian Molenaar

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