When does this shit get good?

[Anonymous No.11199864]

wow dude i get it, water is pretty great and all. oh thanks for this 20 page description of the inside of an inn, i would have never guessed what a run down inn in a whaling village looks like.
moby dick? more like suck my dick

[Anonymous No.11199874]

>>11199864
A whale of a time

[Anonymous No.11199883]

>>11199864
If you don't think that's the tightest shit then you're reading the wrong book you underage boomer

[Anonymous No.11199916]

>>11199883
>underage boomer
Is this the new insult? It's pretty fitting

[Anonymous No.11199974]

>>11199864

I'm reading this at the moment as well. I genuinely loved the first 100 pages or so and thought I could see this becoming one of my favourite books, but I've really struggled through the subsequent 200 pages where the narrative becomes really sparse in favour of the long passages about cetology, whaling practices, and nautical terminology. The prose is gorgeous though so it's kept my attention enough to keep me going and now I'm enjoying it again.

Basically what I'm trying to say is that if you aren't already enjoying it, give up now and find something that holds your attention more effectively.

[Anonymous No.11199982]

>>11199864
>When does this shit get good?
After a whale

[Anonymous No.11199985]

>>11199864
Its really whaling on you huh?

[Anonymous No.11199986]

>>11199864
how many run down whaling villages have you been in, exactly?

[Anonymous No.11199989]

>>11199864
Chapter 1 Loomings

[Anonymous No.11199990]

>>11199985
Kept you whaling, huh?

[Anonymous No.11200164]

>>11199864
the beginning in the inn is the best part for me. I know I'm a pleb but I love to imagine being in that comfy village. Similar feeling to Thoreau's Cape Cod. I got bored by all the nautical stuff.

[Anonymous No.11200170]

>>11199864
i actually think if you don't like this book you shouldn't be allowed to post here

[Anonymous No.11200344]

>>11199864
Just drop it and stick to genre fic.

[Anonymous No.11200388]

>>11199864
Melville pretty much describes what the book is doing within the first chapters:

>Entering that gable-ended Spouter-Inn, you found yourself in a wide, low, straggling entry with old-fashioned wainscots, reminding one of the bulwarks of some condemned old craft. On one side hung a very large oil-painting so thoroughly besmoked, and every way defaced, that in the unequal cross-lights by which you viewed it, it was only by diligent study and a series of systematic visits to it, and careful inquiry of the neighbors, that you could any way arrive at an understanding of its purpose. Such unaccountable masses of shades and shadows, that at first you almost thought some ambitious young artist, in the time of the New England hags, had endeavored to delineate chaos bewitched. But by dint of much and earnest contemplation, and oft repeated ponderings, and especially by throwing open the little window towards the back of the entry, you at last come to the conclusion that such an idea, however wild, might not be altogether unwarranted.

>But what most puzzled and confounded you was a long, limber, portentous, black mass of something hovering in the centre of the picture over three blue, dim, perpendicular lines floating in a nameless yeast. A boggy, soggy, squitchy picture truly, enough to drive a nervous man distracted. Yet was there a sort of indefinite, half-attained, unimaginable sublimity about it that fairly froze you to it, till you involuntarily took an oath with yourself to find out what that marvellous painting meant. Ever and anon a bright, but, alas, deceptive idea would dart you through.—It's the Black Sea in a midnight gale.—It's the unnatural combat of the four primal elements.—It's a blasted heath.—It's a Hyperborean winter scene.—It's the breaking-up of the icebound stream of Time. But at last all these fancies yielded to that one portentous something in the picture's midst. That once found out, and all the rest were plain. But stop; does it not bear a faint resemblance to a gigantic fish? even the great leviathan himself?

I basically saw this passage as a metaphor for what the book was doing, and Ishmael's mindset in general, excessively analyzing something in order to give it the sense of being 'larger than life'. That's my interpretation at least

[Anonymous No.11200451]

10 signs you might be a secret roastie
sign 1: >>11199864

[Anonymous No.11200645]

>>11200388

>this analysis

[Anonymous No.11200652]

>>11200388
>>11200645

Excuse me, I had a picture to go with this post which clarifies my sentiment.

[Anonymous No.11200694]

The first sentence always gives me chills.

>My name is Ishmael.

[Anonymous No.11200699]

>>11200344
> Genre fic
> Vomits

[Anonymous No.11200728]

>>11200694
>Call me Ishmael

[Anonymous No.11200752]

>>11200652
what's that supposed to mean? you don't think my interpretation is correct?

[Anonymous No.11200755]

>>11200752
oh nvm i didnt read your meme correctly so i was confused

[Anonymous No.11200798]

Hey guys, what edition are you reading?

[Anonymous No.11201067]

>>11200798

[Anonymous No.11201097]

>>11199864
anyone who claims to like literature but dislikes Moby Dick is in it for the wrong reasons. Watership Down is another excellent pseud filter

[Anonymous No.11201109]

>>11199883
>underage boomer
elaborate

[Anonymous No.11201350]

>>11200798

[Anonymous No.11201606]

>>11200694
>Call me Fishmael

[Anonymous No.11203092]

>>11200170
Can we make this a rule?

[Anonymous No.11203095]

>>11200728
How do you even get that wrong?

[Anonymous No.11203098]

>>11201097
I really like this thought. I think I'll start adopting it as a motto

[Anonymous No.11203132]

>>11201350
I read this edition. Was pretty good

[Anonymous No.11203149]

I really liked the beginning but now I'm at page 400 and have struggled to get through the stuff about whale spouts, cutting off whale heads and scooping them all out, whale tails and so on.

I don't know how you can't enjoy those early sections though, when Ishmael is all about going to sea to get away from his troubles/settle his 'humours'. It's like inspiring shit, makes me want to travel.

[Anonymous No.11203170]

>>11200388
Good post

[Anonymous No.11203189]

>>11199864
read every other chapter

[Anonymous No.11203282]

>>11203095
Check your book, it is "Call me Ishmael".
>>11200798
What is this edition ?

[Anonymous No.11203285]

>>11199864
I'm glad I read it when I had more patience for literature, I'd advise anyone looking to get back into reading to read wolfe/vance for half a year then read this and then blood meridian

[Anonymous No.11203768]

>>11200694
>be me
>Ishmael

[Anonymous No.11203951]

>>11200798
Easton press

[Anonymous No.11204042]

>>11201109
Who do you think is watching all those Paul Joseph Watson videos about the manes teem medier?

[Anonymous No.11205420]

>>11200798

[Anonymous No.11205717]

>>11199864
The detail was what kept me reading thats the best part about the book.

[Anonymous No.11206012]

>>11200694
>>11200728
You both have it wrong. It's

>They call me Ishmael.

[Anonymous No.11206093]

>>11201109
the idea is that tepid, spineless, castrati bugs who hold safe opinions and are easily placated by unchallenging content and who don’t have sex, have never been in a fight, don’t drink or do drugs, think they’re trad or responsible/mature are the spiritual equivalent of their parents. most “concerned” libs and politically active cons are like this, a large number of civnats, of incel purity fags, tradfags (really runs strong in that group), and convert christfags are basically boomers. they don’t like mumble rap despite having awful taste in music, they’re ugly or plain (or just boring, badly dressed), have no charisma, no aggression, no ability to face the void with courage or irreverent levity. there’s a bifurcation ocurring between aggressive nihilist animalistic types and extremely sedentary, vegetal psychic oriented reactionaries and crypto-reactionary femme libs (HRC voters, senescent academic/corporate farm animals); the hate word has been coopted by the former group, who invent most of the memes, and applied to the latter group. the implication being that the latter group inhibits the enjoyment of slow death or of a revolution/civil war against the boomer order. And they’re right about the last point. Though there is nothing at all interesting about living like an animal inside a dopaminergic skinner box which is what these people end up doing. Just thy are better than the other type who pretend to being “mature” or “sancitifed” “woke”. the humorlessness and general ugliness of the millenial boomer, both in affect and physiognomy (literally bugs), is what makes them so repulsive. of course this is memetic, so people who are bugs for different reasons, or who are basically human slime, end up using the term to attack people for thinking clearly longer than the time it takes to delineate if you can game a situation for sex or entertainment value. Its complex, but the crux of the concept is based in aggression or exhaustion and beauty. This type is ugly, and weak willed, so they’re likened to an uglifying, feeble souled predecessor cohort.

[Anonymous No.11206104]

>>11204042
MAIN STEAM METEOR

[Anonymous No.11206113]

>>11200798