/lit/ - Literature

Oh, I get it. The rocket is supposed to represent

Why yes, /lit/ I do have a 200 IQ what from my reading list made you able to tell that?

Can I get a quick rundown before I devote 2-3 months of my life to reading this? Is it really one of the greatest works of literature in the 20th century?

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Haha, isn't it great that whether Left or Right we can all bond together over endless paranoia. Truly a golden age

So is it a good book? Or is it just redd*t memeshit?

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uh, yeah, I read all of it ama

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sure

this is the most staunchly leftwing fiction book in history

In retrospect, I don't think I can even really say I "read" it the first time. There's so much here to discover on reread that it's not even funny.

This is absolutely the most difficult book I've ever read. Infinite Jest and Ulysses can't hold a candle to it. What the actual fuck was any of this. What was your first experience like reading Gravity's Rainbow /lit/?

https://archive.org/details/GravitysRainbow001ADehissed

books worth reading with a wordcount greater than 300,000

>pic related

>At page 12

What have I been trolled into reading?

Shit taste indicators

"...toothbrush in the jaw toothbrush brush brush tooth jaw foam dome in the foam Roman dome come home home in th jaw Rome dome tooth toothbrush toothpick pickpocket socket rocket..."
Peter Keating squinted his eyes, his glance unfocused as for a great distance, but put the book down. The book was thin and black, with scarlet letters forming: Clouds and Shrouds by Lois Cook. The jacket said that it was a record of Miss Cook's travels around the world.
Keating leaned back with a sense of warmth and well-being. He liked this book. It had made the routine of his Sunday morning breakfast a profound spiritual experience; he was certain that it was profound, because he didn't understand it.
Peter Keating had never felt the need to formulate abstract convictions. But he had a workign substitute. "A thing is not high if one can reach it; it is not great if one can reason about it; it is not deep if one can see its bottom"-this had always been his credo, unstated and unquestioned. This spared him any attempt to reach, reason or see; and it cast a nice reflection of scorn on those who made the attempt. So he was able to enjoy the work of Lois Cook. He felt uplifted by the knowledge of his own capacity to respond to the abstract, the prfound, the ideal. Toohey had said: "That's just it, sound as sound, the poetry of words as words, style as a revolt against style. But only the finest spirit can appreciate it, Peter." Keating thought he could talk on this book to his friends, and if they did not understand he would know that he was superior to them. He would not need to explain that superiority-that's just it, "superiority as superiority"-automatically denied to those who asked for explanations. He loved the book. (Rand, A. 1943 p.233)

I'm about 150 pages through this and I'm not sure if I'm supposed to be wowed yet. I may just be out of my depth but I think I'm following the plot and characters well. I think the parts about statistics and behavioral psychology are interesting but I'm just not seeing the brilliance of this book yet. Maybe I'm missing some references. He's having a lot of fun with sexual descriptions though. That's for sure.