Word: heros
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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Beckett has touched a responsive chord in an age of self-indulgent pathos. Fate is stern; it demands a hero. Self-pity is soft; it only asks for a man to look in a mirror and recognize a victim. All the "pity poor little me" folk, all the partisans of the "life is a dirty trick" philosophy, which is pervasive in our society, have proclaimed Beckett a genius. He is not a genius, but his considerable gifts, which he has harvested with great integrity, happen to coincide with the scary, fretful temper of the times...
Modern medicine has a genuine hero in Lewis Thomas. We see ourselves proud by reflected light...
...that cup had served him the last of the gin bright September day: he just back from the war, starched Air Force uniform, two rows of colored ribbons on his chest, bound for glory; she just back from her high-class wartime job in Washington, home to marry the hero. But after the fourth mewling baby, she went to work for groceries; the house was her parents' wedding present; the family money was her money. He took to staying up nights, peering into bottles. He was out on the street long before she ever asked him to move, across town...
...picture of their mother. No picture of the bright September day: he just back from the war, starched Air Force uniform, two rows of colored ribbons on his chest, bound for glory; she just back from her high-class wartime job in Washington, home to marry the hero. But after the fourth mewling baby, she went to work for groceries; the house was her parents' wedding present; the family money was her money. He took to staying up nights, peering into bottles. He was out on the street long before she ever asked him to move, across town...
...hero of Lucky Jim, Kingsley Amis' first novel, was an exasperated rather than an angry young man. While characters out of John Osborne, Alan Sillitoe and others raged against the ossifying and stultifying British class system, Amis' feckless young professor did his best to fit in. Unfortunately, or fortunately, Jim's private loathing for the nest of ninnies that ruled his academic career kept coming to the fore. It was one thing to make secret faces when other backs were turned or to plan baroque revenges against his superiors, but quite another to wind up drunk...