It's disturbing personal revelation time!
Apr. 12th, 2007 11:17 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Alas, poor Kurt Vonnegut. We knew him well, kinda. Personally, I didn't much enjoy his writing, as it was way too depressing. I read "Slaughter-house Five" and was slightly amused, but not enough to bother seeking out the rest of his work. Perhaps this makes me a bad person. But anyway, hearing about Kurt's death got me thinking of other depressing authors, which got me thinking about the time when I came closer to suicide than any other.
So not shit, there I was, in Fallujah in August 2003. I was still motivated and convinced that we were Fighting The Good Fight To Save Civilization. The stress was starting to get to me, but I was still ready to kick ass, take names, and sign autographs for the adoring Iraqi children. I was bored, though. I had already read through every book in the TOC at least once. Then, one day, one of my fellow grunts got a care package from home. In addition to a bunch of Oprah's Book Club CRAP, there was a copy of Joseph Heller's "Catch-22". I had heard of that book, and that it was suppossed to be funny, so I started to read it...
About half way through, I was seriously considering the merits of bayonet vs. 5.56 bullet. It wasn't a _bad_ book, oh no, it was very well written and evocative, full of dark humor both subtle and absurd. But it was DEPRESSING AS HELL. Definitely the wrong book to read in a war zone, when your own personal doubts have already started to surface. I haven't been able to pick up that book since, the mere though of doing so fills me with dread.
There, now everyone else should chime in!
So not shit, there I was, in Fallujah in August 2003. I was still motivated and convinced that we were Fighting The Good Fight To Save Civilization. The stress was starting to get to me, but I was still ready to kick ass, take names, and sign autographs for the adoring Iraqi children. I was bored, though. I had already read through every book in the TOC at least once. Then, one day, one of my fellow grunts got a care package from home. In addition to a bunch of Oprah's Book Club CRAP, there was a copy of Joseph Heller's "Catch-22". I had heard of that book, and that it was suppossed to be funny, so I started to read it...
About half way through, I was seriously considering the merits of bayonet vs. 5.56 bullet. It wasn't a _bad_ book, oh no, it was very well written and evocative, full of dark humor both subtle and absurd. But it was DEPRESSING AS HELL. Definitely the wrong book to read in a war zone, when your own personal doubts have already started to surface. I haven't been able to pick up that book since, the mere though of doing so fills me with dread.
There, now everyone else should chime in!
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Date: 2007-04-13 02:22 pm (UTC)call me a heretic
Date: 2007-04-13 08:35 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-04-14 02:39 am (UTC)Well, let's see what else we got in the suicide-baiting bookshelf, fiction category. I read "Shalimar The Clown" by Salman Rushdie this last year. Hey, clowns are funny, right? It's right there in the title! Must be quite a joyous romp!
[Later] Hm. Gun oil makes my mouth taste funny.
"Snow" by Orhan Pamuk.
"Childhood's End" by Arthur C. Clarke.
"Children of Men," book AND movie.
...and while we're on the subject of movies, never never never never EVER see "House of Sand and Fog" and "21 Grams" back to back, which I did when they were released in the theaters. That's the Diamond Slope of suicide-baiting. Bonus masochism points: bought the DVD of "House of Sand and Fog" because I was impressed by the acting and just how well the slow unstoppable train wreck of events were directed. Popped open the factory seal, slipped it into my DVD-ROM, and then thought, "What the fuck am I thinking? I don't want to see this!" and ejected the drive. Go see it. I recommend it. Just don't have a gun barrel in ALREADY in your mouth when you start to watch.
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Date: 2007-04-14 02:54 am (UTC)"A Bullet in the Head". This is a fun filled romp through war-era Vietnam with a small group of close friends who head there to make their fortune in the black market. What could go wrong?
"Talk Radio" Eric Bogosian's stage play adapted into a cheerful meditation on the decline of our civilization
"Requiem for a Dream" The feel-bad movie of ever!
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Date: 2007-04-14 09:17 am (UTC)Oh, I _knew_, in a vague, intellectual sense, what the book was about. I just thought that my soul was strong enough to not shatter like a cheap bouncy ball dipped in liquid nitrogen if I read it. I thought wrong.
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Date: 2007-04-14 08:31 pm (UTC)(no subject)
Date: 2007-04-15 09:02 am (UTC)