By Jack Kerouac
I can’t really pinpoint
what possessed me to read this book, other than knowing the title from an Our
Lady Peace song and having a vague understanding that it is a (classic?) book
which exemplifies the “beat” culture.
Regardless, I happened to have an electronic copy and I set out to read
it on my Kindle.
The main character is
Sal Paradise, and the time period is the late 40’s to early 50’s. I think the best way to summarize this book
is not to divulge the major plot points and discuss what happened first and
second and so on. Rather, this book is
written in such a way as you might hear a friend tell you a story of their
travels. Its merit is in the free
flowing dialogue extracting a multitude of detail from every scene, and giving
you a lens to observe the culture and habits of an adolescent “beat” in the
late 40’s. Sal describes hitchhiking
back and forth across the country to spend time with his friends. At first glance it is easy to say that this
is a simpler time, but the story notes many of the same things we struggle with
today. Some of these key ideas include
race, sexuality, drugs/alcohol, money, and responsibility. Race is addressed frequently, and despite
being before the civil rights movement I would gather that many “beats” got
along with African Americans. (This is
exemplified in the Jazz bars and various interactions with black characters in
the book). Homosexuality is mentioned in
the book, identifying characters as “fags.”
Out of context, this might seem overly cruel, but further dissection shows
that the characters had little malice towards sexual orientation. The label intended as much hatred as the
designation “colored” did in the 60’s and 70’s.
Sal and his friends spend much of the novel getting drunk or trying to
acquire “tea.” I must admit I didn’t get
the tea-marijuana connection until late in the book. We often think of the late 60’s as the drug
explosion, and typically view the 40’s and 50’s as a very innocent time. I think this is typical that every generation
thinks that they are so much worse than the previous, but many times the same
activities are taking place and just not mentioned for fear of judgment. It was somewhat eye opening to think of a
group of 20 year olds getting high and drunk frequently in the 40’s. One of Sal’s good friends, Dean Moriarty, is
also quite a lecherous individual. The
boys are frequently trying to “make” girls, but Dean takes it a step further when
he ultimately ends up married three times and divorced twice, a deed which had
to be done in Mexico.
This book was quite
different from what I usually read, and I am definitely glad that I made the
effort to finish it. I say “made the
effort to finish it” because it didn’t grab me enough to make me long for
extensive reading sessions. I was able
to appreciate this book for what it is, but overall I felt it was a somewhat
directionless rambling of a story. I
think this was kind of the point of the story, but I found it hard to really
devote myself to the non-cohesive narrative.
I’m torn on whether to recommend reading this book or not. I’d never tell anyone that they absolutely
must read it and would never over-state its entertainment value. But taking it at face value, it was worth the
read for the insight it provided. Check
out Wikipedia, or maybe a review better than mine and make your own decision. It really is all about what you are looking
for.
Rating: Undecided
Up Next: Damned or Haunted by Chuck Palahniuk, Dr.
Sleep by Stephen King, or Xenocide by Orson Scott Card
I'd really welcome some comments on this book, since so many consider it a classic or must read. In addition, I thought I should comment in further detail about the story and Dean Moriarty. The group of friends are constantly traveling, moving on to the next thing. They are never satisfied with what they're doing, so being "on the road" becomes a kind of metaphor for the way they live their lives. They travel the way they live their lives, in a hurry to get on to the next thing so that they can do the next thing. Also, Dean seriously is unbelievably manic. I don't know what kind of psychiatric help was available in the 1950's; but he is constantly twitching, rambling incoherently, and anxious.
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