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Be Here Now (Narrator (Point/use of point of view (The story is told by a…
Be Here Now
Narrator
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Gets angry at Facebook
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He's a photographer, and its a shit photo
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Nameless
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Is the reader
Reader identifies with constantly checking Email, FB, YT etc.
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Feels guilty
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Could that really be true if you need to declare it? Is it less true if you need to memorialise it before it’s gone? They’re perfect pictures of an imperfect life. Isn’t that the truth? Every time we pose for a camera we’re making a wish without knowing it… (ll. 113-115
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A longing for home
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But when he gets home, he does not feel "at home"
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Takes pride in his work
omewhere beyond my thrill of being so alive in a place of everyday death, beyond the adrenaline, beyond the confidence of a noble cause,
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Interpretation
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Ignorance is bliss?
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t is possible to interpret the role of Jenna as a symbol of this. She is calm and giggly and we are told how she sleeps sound at night. She gets upset when the movers don’t come and she dreams about Bali while flipping through wedding magazines. The narrator feels distant to this way of life because he has seen what kind of horrible things that are happening simultaneously somewhere else.
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Jenna
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Happy Sunday, she declared. She stood at my bedside with breakfast on a tray. I said I was still too jet-lagged and I turned my back on her. I heard plates and glasses crash in the kitchen sink. We didn’t talk all day.” (ll. 165-167)
I know I won’t be able to sleep. I know by experience that it takes at least a week to
negotiate the limbo between this world and the one I’ve left behind.
Usually, as now, I
say it’s jet lag.
Every day we fool ourselves, though some of us are more deserving of
illusions.
"Those brief moments of connectivity with Jenna grounded me, and for the first time in
my life I felt the pull between where I was and wasn’t."
Never had I understood the soldiers and aid
workers better, even if we were opposites, they impatient to change things while I rushed
to capture things before they could be changed
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I
did; but I have somehow retained, or maybe formed, a memory of standing on that rock,
holding my grandpa’s hand.
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Stella is tired from work.
Kenza is now in a relationship with Phil.
Stephanie thinks sanity is overrated. […]
On Fran’s wall, Elmer has posted a picture.
"She has 4,200 friends. Had. Has."
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