Passage: "Well, what they sold there was milk plus something else. They had no license for selling liquor, but there was no law yet against prodding some of the new veshches which they used to put into the old moloko, so you could peet it with vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom or one or two other veshches which would give you a nice quiet horrowshow fifteen minites admiring Bog and All His Holy Angels And Saints in your left shoe with lights bursting all over your mozg."
The first thing that stunned me about this passage are Burgess' made-up words. I had to reread these sentences over and over again to finally realize that they were talking about doing drugs. I like how he uses his word "veshches" to address the event, for it sounds like a soothing, yet dangerous word. The imagery of this passage also struck me, for I found it extremely weird that these bad boys are drinking milk in a bar. Milk has a connotation to youth and the young, for I can hardly imagine adults drinking milk regularly. While they drink this milk, they are doing dangerous drugs. The irony is clearly evident and it clearly justifies the main theme. These boys have their own free will to do whatever they want. They were born infants, and although that will always stay with them, they have the choose to drink that milk but then follow that glass without any danger they choose to embark upon.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
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