My name is Jacob Rabinowitz, and here’s the story of my life. I grew up in a nice Jewish family. I will never forget the good times we had when my father would come home from his work stiffing nice old ladies out of their last penny. Like any good Jew he was greedy to the point of oblivion. By the time he’d be back from the pawn-shop, Mom would return from whoring all over town, which is something all Jewesses do as part of their identity.
We’d sit down to a dinner of some plump and juicy Christian babies, and I will never forget the lovely stench of garlic emanating from the whole family. Uncle Moishe would come by, bringing our share of proceeds from the conspiracy to rule the planet that all of us Jews were in on and we would have a grand old time discussing how we’d fooled everybody by faking the Holocaust. That was one good hustle!
Of course, after my Mom went crazy because of all that whoring and Uncle Moishe choked on a rib of some particularly nasty infant, I knew immediately whose fault it was: Gentiles! I hate those vicious anti-Semitic creatures who keep coming up with ridiculous stereotypes about us Jews almost as much as I hate women.
Brrr, women. The domineering, castrating creatures that are weak and frail by nature should be kept in line by us, men.
So I knew what I had to do to combat anti-Semitism. Praise our Lord Jesus Christ in Heaven for showing me that the best way to stick it to those mean anti-Semites was to convert to Christianity.
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So, I’m assuming it’s a first person novel about the dynamics between a minority culture and the mainstream and the narrator becomes accculturated to the mainstream.
The ‘important’ minorities in American literature are Blacks and Jews in that order. You’ve said it’s not about Jews so it’s probably about Blacks (unless this regionalism instead of ethnic/racial minorities in which case the ‘important’ misfit region in American literature is the South and it could be a southerner rejecting southern dysfunction (though your tone suggests that this is false consciousness)
If you see people with it everyday it’s either a book that students discover when they go to university (like they used to discover Ayn Rand) or it’s assigned. I’m gonna guess it’s assigned.
Wild guess: To kill a mockingbird?
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“So, I’m assuming it’s a first person novel about the dynamics between a minority culture and the mainstream and the narrator becomes accculturated to the mainstream. The ‘important’ minorities in American literature are Blacks and Jews in that order.”
– Man, you’re good. You followed my reasoning exactly. The part about the book being assigned is probably true, as well.
One thing, though: it doesn’t to have to be a novel in the traditional sense. Might be an autobiographical account of some sorts. A very famous one.
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Autobiography of Malcom X, The ????
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I knew if anybody could guess it, that would be you. 🙂
What a curious book it is.
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Portnoy’s complaint by P. Roth ?
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This was what occurred to me also.
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I thought that too.
I don’t think a plot consisting of ‘I enjoy masturbating and will narrate the details of how and when to you’ and ‘I had casual sex with someone I actually hated and resented for having a vibrant sexuality/having sex with me’ really resonate with a younger generation because they don’t have any shock value anymore. I could barely get through it.
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