Reading Blog 9- Waiting for Godot pg. 91
The last two remaining book blog’s are both about Vladimir’s rants, as I call them. Vladimir unleashes his agony and confusion two times in the book, both nearing its end. The first one is unleashed when Pozzo is lying blindly on the ground screaming for help, and Vladimir is assessing how they are to help Pozzo and why exactly they are there in that spot.
All I know is that the hours are long, under these conditions, and constrain us to beguile them with proceedings which-how shall I say- which may at first sight seem reasonable, until they become a habit. You may say it is to prevent our reason from foundering. No doubt. But has it not long been straying in the night without end of the abyssal depths? That’s what I sometimes wonder. You follow my reasoning?
We are all born mad. Some remain so.
Vladimir first says that waiting and all the time they have wasted has spiraled them into an unbeneficial series of habits that carry on day to day. These habits are an attempt to enchant the moments and make them more livable. He goes on to say that the habits are to distract you to conquering you final goal, which in his case is meeting Godot. Probably if he were to stop doing these habits he would stop waiting for Godot. I believe, though unsure, that what Vladimir is saying at the end is that he wonders why he continues to wait these long hours doing the same thing day after day if it doesn’t make him happy and why, after realizing he is not happy, does he not stop. Estragon replies that we are all born mad. Some remain so and that to me meant that some people can change and improve themselves while some people can’t; they happen to be those people.
This book is a bit depressing to me.
The last two remaining book blog’s are both about Vladimir’s rants, as I call them. Vladimir unleashes his agony and confusion two times in the book, both nearing its end. The first one is unleashed when Pozzo is lying blindly on the ground screaming for help, and Vladimir is assessing how they are to help Pozzo and why exactly they are there in that spot.
All I know is that the hours are long, under these conditions, and constrain us to beguile them with proceedings which-how shall I say- which may at first sight seem reasonable, until they become a habit. You may say it is to prevent our reason from foundering. No doubt. But has it not long been straying in the night without end of the abyssal depths? That’s what I sometimes wonder. You follow my reasoning?
We are all born mad. Some remain so.
Vladimir first says that waiting and all the time they have wasted has spiraled them into an unbeneficial series of habits that carry on day to day. These habits are an attempt to enchant the moments and make them more livable. He goes on to say that the habits are to distract you to conquering you final goal, which in his case is meeting Godot. Probably if he were to stop doing these habits he would stop waiting for Godot. I believe, though unsure, that what Vladimir is saying at the end is that he wonders why he continues to wait these long hours doing the same thing day after day if it doesn’t make him happy and why, after realizing he is not happy, does he not stop. Estragon replies that we are all born mad. Some remain so and that to me meant that some people can change and improve themselves while some people can’t; they happen to be those people.
This book is a bit depressing to me.
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