Tonight I read chapters 4, 5 &
6 of NFTU and I have to say while reading I began to get frustrated with the
narrator. At the dinner with his former school friends, I found him to be a
complete a**. His insecurity and ironic superiority complex led him to assume
the dinner guests perceptions of himself before they even arrived, predisposing
his failure. At the dinner, the narrator is constantly acting out in order to
gain the attention of the men. He does not stop until after the men leave. At
this point, he is having a mental breakdown. The narrator claims to have a grip on conscious and
understanding of the world around him, yet he is constantly in a battle with
his own thoughts, therefore he is no where close to a sense of clarity. In
chapter 5, he is so desperate for attention that he is willing to get the crap
beat out of him, which I find to be stupid. However, many can relate to how he
feels at this moment and throughout most of the book. The narrator has obvious
issues with his individuality and his connection to others; therefore he
continuously craves the attentions of others, thus he acts out. He claims to despise everyone around
him, yet he continues to search for their recognition.
After dinner, the narrator finds
himself in bed with a woman, Liza. The narrator decides to end the awkwardness
in the silent room by interrogating her. He really pissed me off at this point
because he honestly sounds like a complete judgmental pr*ck. He basically tells
her she is a slave to the world and there is no hope for her, then goes on a
rant above love and family. Although I’m temporary annoyed with him, he makes
good points as he discusses the evolution of love, marriage and children.
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