The weighty points his work makes about the universe — that it’s slowly winding down as the Big Bang becomes the Final Sigh — tend to relieve our despair, not deepen it, by letting us in on the cosmos’s greatest gags: for example, that the purpose of the Creation was to make itself perfectly unmanageable and purely unintelligible. No wonder so many of Pynchon’s characters revel in chemical dissipation. Entropy — if you can’t beat it, join it.
Friday, August 21, 2009
The Big Bang down to the Final Sigh
I haven't had much time for reading recently - for example, I spent all of yesterday washing the deck for painting - but I'm still working on Inherent Vice. The NYTimes graced us with a nice revew this weekend, and contains this great quote:
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