Its always about the people and the city...

There is no doubt one will get super mind fucked if he/she reads his books. And leave alone imagining how super duper mind fucked he himself would have been. Charles Bukowski. I have been on a kind of marathon of his books- Factotum, Love is a dog from hell, south of no north and now Ham on Rye. He usually narrates as the story of Henry Chinaski, which is apparently a very close representation of himself. Most of his books talk about contempt to world, indifference to jobs, dispathy to ever changing love and women in his life and a general loathing towards people and society... It is one thing to behave aloof. I feel it is in fact a sub conscious way of life for several people in our generation.It's one thing to think of oneself as someone who is emotionless, cold and unmoved by clichéd emotions of the world and another thing to be really so. The bliss of oblivion is not destined for all. Ignorance is a bliss but its hard to be able to even hope for it. Bukowski in this regard w...