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Re: “'The Pale King,' David Foster Wallace

A Scaffold of One’s Own
by Chris Roberts
Self-murder burns it own special incandescence. Suicide is a light affair because it is entered into lightly. The one-thousand questions asked by those left behind are without weight because it matters nothing to Death. Grieving embarrasses the suicide itself, especially so in novelist David Foster Wallace´s case, by the very act of memorializing it in writing and twice-fold in the reading of it out loud at a service. The point of self-murder is too leave everyone and thing behind, not be followed after with airy prayers and ornate praise.
The release of Wallace’s The Pale King reinforces his carnality for self-destruction. Pale King equals Pale Rider, a kingdom and journey lethally joined. A life lived is light too in contrast to the epochal march. What came before, the now and what is future days converged on Wallace and there was nothing but the noose, the fatalistic joining with absolutism. Death, a singular death, is a trifle. Suicide as method is inconsequential in its repetitiveness and endlessly leads to the next man waiting in self-murderous solitude.

Posted by ChrisRoberts on 04/23/2011 at 9:03 AM

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