The novel experience here, ahem, is about being able to connect with anarchy and chaos experientially. Often assumed to be the same thing, they’re not.
Anarchy purports a socio politico system without leadership, chaos (and the nihilistic inclinations that swarms about it) cares only about fucking shit up. Here, through this book, we get to test drive the sentiment before getting anywhere near applying it, the wonder of powerful literature. It also explores the notion broadly, the benevolent maniac….
“What we have to do, people,” Tyler told the committee, “is remind these guys the kind of power they still have.”
…and the caustic destroyer
“I tagged him because the insomnia was on again and I was in the mood to destroy something beautiful”
…. no coin left unturned.
That question lingers in the back of my mind, what would happen if we toyed with our social edifices without fear and fucked things over a little? Getting pepper sprayed and thrown in prison does seem uncomfortable though, but the curiosity is still there. That’s why Fight Club by Chuck Palanuik is an important book. It gives us a little look, be it fictional, at this upside down disposition that would cost so much to pull off. A little twisted voyeurism that scratches all the right itches. That’s essentially what I’m after, the experience of significance, it doesn’t actually have to be significant. Life’s too short to fuck around with authenticity, we’re busy people.
As with all things wondrous you begin to ask it big questions, simply enjoying it becomes a starting point towards something more, something a lot like understanding and growth. Here’s the clincher, a quote from the afterword:
“But there was no novel that presented a new social model for men to share their lives.”
Now I’m not well read enough to prove this statement, but I can say his intent was met. Post modernity lacks an original social model for men and though tearing at undesirable edifices in groups of aggressive maniacs isn’t a novel approach, the package it’s in is. There is no need to reinvent anything, our modes operandi works as well as it did for the previous generations. If you can’t kill it, eat it or fuck it, but it needed a believable reference and it needed to be something than recognised our surroundings. That’s what this novel did and I like that it did very much.
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