Notes
from the Underground, has perhaps the strangest beginning to any book I
have ever read. Thus far, the narrator has essentially rambled on about
subjects concerning consciousness. In this rambling of his, the narrator has
often contradicted himself, stating one thing only to follow up with a sentence
that says the exact opposite thing. Furthermore, in this initial section of the
book, I have come to learn that the narrator is in fact quite selfish and
narcissistic while at the same the man continuously rags on himself. The one
thing I have gathered from this is that the narrator, while claiming that too
much consciousness is an illness, he does in fact value it. He calls himself “more
clever than most,” and that due to his intelligence he is ill. Another statement that the narrator
made was that only fools and worthless fellows live long. The narrator does
acknowledge that his actions are terrible. In my eyes he is a worthless fellow,
but in his own eyes he is neither a fool nor a worthless fellow, and so I do
believe that because of this the narrator is either wrong about who grows old
or wrong about his level of intelligence.
No comments:
Post a Comment