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           TheonlythingIlikeabouthimisthefeelingthatthereissomethingtherethatcouldbeusedforgoodifitcouldbegotat.

           It’stheinwardnessofsuchpeople.Theirnotcaringwhathappensanywhereelseintheworld.Inlife.

           Theirbeing-in-a-box.

           PerhapsAlanSillitoewantedtoattackthesocietythatproducessuchpeople.Buthedoesn’tmakeitclear.Iknowwhathe’sdone,he’sfalleninlovewithwhathe’spainting.Hestartedouttopaintitasuglyasitis,butthenitsuglinessconqueredhim,andhestartedtryingtocheat.Toprettify.

           ItshockedmetoobecauseofCaliban.Iseethere’ssomethingofArthurSeatoninhim,onlyinhimit’sturnedupsidedown.Imean,hehasthathateofotherthingsandotherpeopleoutsidehisowntype.Hehasthatselfishness—it’snotevenanhonestselfishness,becauseheputstheblameonlifeandthenenjoysbeingselfishwithafreeconscience.He’sobstinate,too.

           ThishasshockedmebecauseIthinkeveryonenowexceptus(andwe’recontaminated)hasthisselfishnessandthis’brutality,whetherit’shidden,mousy,andperverse,orobviousandcrude.Religion’sasgoodasdead,there’snothingtoholdbacktheNewPeople,they’llgrowstrongerandstrongerandswampus.

           No,theywon’t.BecauseofDavid.BecauseofpeoplelikeAlanSillitoe(itsaysonthebackhewasthesonofalabourer).ImeantheintelligentNewPeoplewillalwaysrevoltandcomeacrosstoourside.TheNewPeopledestroythemselvesbecausethey’resostupid.