William Gaddis - J R

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Winner of the 1976 National Book Award,
is a biting satire about the many ways in which capitalism twists the American spirit into something dangerous, yet pervasive and unassailable. At the center of the novel is a hilarious eleven year old — J R — who with boyish enthusiasm turns a few basic lessons in capitalist principles, coupled with a young boy’s lack of conscience, into a massive and exploitative paper empire. The result is one of the funniest and most disturbing stories ever told about the corruption of the American dream.

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— But I don’t even have…

— And just stand still a minute so she can get it off your shoes, my God… through the planes of smoke swirled by his passage toward the source of the sudden spurts of music, an angular catastrophe of liver spots escaping one piece underwear beyond the room divider, and his initials in aluminum carried the door closed behind him like a shot in the back, billowing past the potbellied stove and up the walk trousers hiked high by his free hand in an empty pocket to keep them from dragging which lent him the raffish air of shore leave the morning after, and had even imparted a kind of glazed shine to one shoe where the juice had spilled by the time he rounded a corner to tug at a glass door that never yet had opened out.

— Stick ’em up!

Sling and trousers went in different directions, recovered as the door swung in for him. — Oh Coach, Coach wait…

— What? Who did you… Dan? Why, why Danny, I hardly knew ye.

— Yes I, I was in a…

— In a road crash, we read about it in the newspaper, but come in… and the boy between them bolstered arms and wheeled with a savage stamp of heels, — quick before there’s more killing Dan. Why look at ye, ye’ll have to be put in a bowl to beg.

— No, no I’m all right but I, I thought I was in north seven, that boy’s class is supposed to be in east…

— Been demobbed Dan, make room for the equipment.

— Yes but that’s what I, where is it? all the equipment that was here, the teaching equipment and all the, what’s this? all this?

— Stoves, washing machines, brake linings, hair dryers…

— But what happened to all the equipment that was still…

— Ask the C O Dan, it’s too many for me… and they rounded the corner in full collision, backed against a racked firehose as the shock of bangs lost to the toss of blonde hair receded repeated in the thighs. — Look at that rise and fall, just look at that! they came on up the corridor, — look at that reciprocating beam motion and you can see what got Newcomen started on the steam engine can’t you.

— Well I, I hadn’t thought of…

— Never pictured him with Mrs Newcomen out together dancing cheek to cheek?

— No, I guess I…

— Frightening thing how machinery can give you ideas like that about a simple schoolgirl. Start off with that steady reciprocating movement and the next thing you know you’ve got a bottom, round and droops a little but still good, nothing wrong with it at all. It’s when you add that socalled parallel motion James Watt introduced that you’ve got ass, push pull, push pull, quite an improvement, always sorry I never got a look at Mrs Watt.

— Yes well I, I think I’d…

— It’s rump you want to steer clear of Dan, that sort of mononate you get with a girdle and goodbye nates, goodbye Rock of Ages and goodbye Augustus Montague Toplady, he never would have come out singing if she hadn’t dropped her corset that day back in eighteen thirty-two.

— Yes well I think I’d…

— Rock of ages cleft for me, let me hide my…

— I think I’d better get over to…

— The song is ended but the malady lingers on, we forgot derrière didn’t we, kind of a euphemism? euphuism? You know Mrs Joubert, Dan?

— Well I, yes but not… and he ran up against a shoulder on the turn.

— Trying to see where the horse bit me? Here, come a little closer and…

— No no I, I was just looking at your suit.

— Almost looks like it might have fit me once doesn’t it, if I stand still? kind of slump and drop the crotch?

— Well it, could I ask where you got it?

— I don’t usually give out the name of my tailor Dan, but you look like you need it. There’s a little thrift shop down…

— Yes that, that’s what I…

— I usually go for the Scottish worsteds, but for two dollars… he pinched up a pleat of the nondescript leaning closer, — it keeps me decent. Just between us I needed something in a hurry after a little run in with the local constabulary, I even found a free premium in the back pocket, there. How’s that… he held out a circle squared in foil on the flat of his palm, — not sure I’d trust it though, it looks like the poor bastard sat on it for ten years waiting for the chance that never came. Augustus Toplady waiting for the whalebone curtain to part but it was another hundred years before you could lean out of a tank turret and yell hey Shotsie, you want to sit on my face? Spend any time overseas, Dan?

— No, no but I think I’d better stop in the…

— It’s that hide my face, that’s the part that always got me, you wonder how Mister Toplady stayed out of jail in those days.

— Yes, well I…

— Everybody singing about it you wonder how Mrs Toplady felt Sundays at church don’t you.

— Yes but I, I meant to ask you, was there another suit there at the thrift shop? a brown…

— Tweed, and I came off better than Glancy, I’ll tell you that.

— Glancy?

— He got in there ahead of me and grabbed it, he couldn’t get into it with a shoe horn.

— Oh then he, he didn’t buy it?

— No, he split the seat getting it on so he had to buy it… and paused at the door marked Boys, — you treating?

— Well I, I thought I’d just…

— I’ll join you in a quick one… and that door banged on their entrance and the clatter of a seat behind a door secured further down the line near the mops against whispers escaping top and bottom.

— Shhh, somebody just came in.

— Okay look hey, just piss up to this line here.

— How much.

— A dime?

— It’s a quarter.

— Okay go ahead, Miss Waddams is waiting.

— First give me the quarter.

— Okay… here, now go ahead. Come on, go ahead.

— Okay I’m trying, can’t you see?

— Well come on hurry up, she’s waiting.

— I can’t, I must be out, like you’re the fifth…

— Well come on, try. Drink some water then.

— I drank this whole quart before I came to school, I can’t…

— Okay well drink some more.

— Out of what.

— This, use this.

— This? You must be crazy, anyway it don’t work that fast.

— Okay then just try, try once more, squeeze…

There was a crash of glass.

— There’s a market for everything Dan, you look like you’re good for a dollar’s worth yourself there and if you don’t mind my saying, I’d spend it on a new suit. There was a checked number on the rack they wouldn’t dare ask more than a dollar for and the one you’ve got on looks like a dog pissed right down your leg.

— Yes well that, that was just something that spilled but…

— If anybody mentions it just tell them you’re from Cleveland.

— What?

The door banged.

— Whiteback, step up and join us. Dan’s treating.

— Dan? Oh, oh Dan, came down the line a safe two stalls away, — glad to see you back Dan, but you don’t look…

— Just a small accident Whiteback, he ran into a neighbor from Cleveland. Rabbi Goldstein out there cuts on the bias.

— Yes well the ahm, the bandages that is to say Dan…

— Next one’s on the house gentlemen, sorry I can’t stay. Want to line up your teacher’s guide on this new circuitry lesson Dan, I tossed a copy on Whiteback’s desk. Compliments to the chef. Dum de dum, dum, cleft for me… and the door banged.

— You’re ahm, sure you should have come in this soon Dan, I mean it looks like you’re having some trouble there with ahm…

— No I’m all right I’m, it’s just this sling and these…

— Wait, wait let me get the door. Can you see where you’re going?

— Yes I’m all right I’m, I wanted to ask you what Coach meant when he…

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