/lit/ - Literature

im reading this now and 100% got the same impression, the monster is essentially Elliot Rodger

>>20088099

All problems stem from 'The Genteel Paradigm'. The problem is not so much the acquisition of some level of sophistication, but the insistence by society that a man do this. The result is 'The Rodger Complex'.

hey lit, I need a book thats not too complex that i can listen to as an audiobook when lifting or driving. I dont want anything too complex because in that case i like to read slow and carefully.

What does he read?

My Twisted World

Any good modern vamp books? A la Vampire the Masquerade?

>>11433777
Honestly no, it's pretty badly written and it's only in historical context that we don't bury it in obscurity. My twisted world is better written than this rant on austria-hungary that doesn't even have hindsight like we do now

>>10829966
Thanks baby

I want books of the mentally insane
Written by crazy people, about crazy people, studies about crazy people
I want it all; journals, manifestos, biographies, even sketch books.
Please

What is the most abstract or avant-garde philosophy? You don’t have to believe it it just has to be weird

>>10411618
there are two possibilities here
>le epik trole
>sincere
if you wrote this sincerely, there's no hope for you anon, you will die either by suicide or by police gunfire following your elliot rodger copycat shooting, that is if you can ever get out of the group home for severely autistic children that you currently live in
why do the staff let you have an internet connection?

>>10238225

you seem like a fun chill dude

those women are clearly missing out big time

The vicious baronet is sure to be killed in a duel, and the tedious husband dies in his bed requesting his wife, as a particular favor to him, to marry the man she loves best, and having already dispatched a note to the lover informing him of the comfortable arrangement. Before matters arrive at this desirable issue our feelings are tried by seeing the noble, lovely, and gifted heroine pass through many mauvais moments, but we have the satisfaction of knowing that her sorrows are wept into embroidered pocket-handkerchiefs, that her fainting form reclines on the very best upholstery, and that whatever vicissitudes she may undergo, from being dashed out of her carriage to having her head shaved in a fever, she comes out of them all with a complexion more blooming and locks more redundant than ever.

We may remark, by the way, that we have been relieved from a serious scruple by discovering that silly novels by lady p. 180novelists rarely introduce us into any other than very lofty and fashionable society. We had imagined that destitute women turned novelists, as they turned governesses, because they had no other “ladylike” means of getting their bread. On this supposition, vacillating syntax, and improbable incident had a certain pathos for us, like the extremely supererogatory pincushions and ill-devised nightcaps that are offered for sale by a blind man. We felt the commodity to be a nuisance, but we were glad to think that the money went to relieve the necessitous, and we pictured to ourselves lonely women struggling for a maintenance, or wives and daughters devoting themselves to the production of “copy” out of pure heroism—perhaps to pay their husband’s debts or to purchase luxuries for a sick father. Under these impressions we shrank from criticising a lady’s novel: her English might be faulty, but we said to ourselves her motives are irreproachable; her imagination may be uninventive, but her patience is untiring. Empty writing was excused by an empty stomach, and twaddle was consecrated by tears. But no! This theory of ours, like many other pretty theories, has had to give way before observation. Women’s silly novels, we are now convinced, are written under totally different circumstances. The fair writers have evidently never talked to a tradesman except from a carriage window; they have no notion of the working-classes except as “dependents;” they think five hundred a year a miserable pittance; Belgravia and “baronial halls” are their primary truths; and they have no idea of feeling interest in any man who is not at least a great landed proprietor, if not a prime minister. It is clear that they write in elegant boudoirs, with violet-colored ink and a ruby pen; that they must be entirely indifferent to publishers’ accounts, and inexperienced in every form of poverty except poverty of brains.

>>10074144
>implying most men aren't like this as well
>implying no female human has ever been an outsider to society
>ignoring the existence of writers, artists, and scientists who happened to be women
>tfw too smarte for le normies
pic related, it's you

>I really can't stand a lesser individual who has accomplished nothing in life rejecting me - I find it disgusting and morally outrageous.

RODGER TERRITORY

>>9657971
Tinder could have saved his life

>>9492900

Haha I'm only joking I'm also a practicing egoist. They fear our power, brother! That bit about you being a young edgy dork was clearly a ruse on my part.

>>9450521
Magnificient.

Who else made manifesto kino?

>>8998541
wew

>>8971285
>map is huge
>story only ever takes place in the Northern Europe-equivalent corner of it
>rest of the world barely mentioned, only left to your imagination

>>8917467
Agreed, my fellow supreme gentleman.