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Moonglow Dairy

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Purity's time in Bolivia (chronologically before the previous chapter) and how she is recruited into working for Tom Aberant as a sort of mole. also her (twice) aborted affair with Andreas Wolf, which felt icky.

Franzen, J. (2015). Moonglow Dairy. In Franzen, J. Purity. Farrar, Straus and Giroux, pp. 239-314

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With the exception of a beautiful gay male Swede, Anders, who had some journalism chops and wrote the digests of the Project's leaks, the division of labor by gender was perfect. The boys went to a windowless and heavily secured building beyond the goat pasture and wrote code there, while the girls hung out in the refurbished barn and did community development and PR and search-engine optimization, source verification and liaising, website and bookkeeping chores, research and social media and copywriting.

just kinda funny

—p.243 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago

With the exception of a beautiful gay male Swede, Anders, who had some journalism chops and wrote the digests of the Project's leaks, the division of labor by gender was perfect. The boys went to a windowless and heavily secured building beyond the goat pasture and wrote code there, while the girls hung out in the refurbished barn and did community development and PR and search-engine optimization, source verification and liaising, website and bookkeeping chores, research and social media and copywriting.

just kinda funny

—p.243 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago
246

Pip was seeing Annagret in a new and sadder light, as a middle-aged person inflating her importance to the Project, playing up her past importance to Andreas, remaining loyal after being discarded.

:(

—p.246 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago

Pip was seeing Annagret in a new and sadder light, as a middle-aged person inflating her importance to the Project, playing up her past importance to Andreas, remaining loyal after being discarded.

:(

—p.246 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago

(noun) a vital energy held to pervade nature and be a factor in health in the theories of Wilhelm Reich

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returning with younger women who helped him channel his orgone energy into the farm's rocky soil

referring to a man who followed Wilhelm Reich's theories

—p.250 by Jonathan Franzen
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3 years, 5 months ago

returning with younger women who helped him channel his orgone energy into the farm's rocky soil

referring to a man who followed Wilhelm Reich's theories

—p.250 by Jonathan Franzen
unknown
3 years, 5 months ago
253

[...] Pip caught a glimpse of how the world must seem to Andreas: like one of those stadium crowds where every person had a colored board that they could flip in concert with everyone else and form messages. The message he was forever getting was that he was special and great. He walked into the stadium, and suddenly the sea of random bodies became the words WE LOVE YOU, MAN. Pip felt a prickle of resentment.

—p.253 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago

[...] Pip caught a glimpse of how the world must seem to Andreas: like one of those stadium crowds where every person had a colored board that they could flip in concert with everyone else and form messages. The message he was forever getting was that he was special and great. He walked into the stadium, and suddenly the sea of random bodies became the words WE LOVE YOU, MAN. Pip felt a prickle of resentment.

—p.253 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago
254

"A great job and a family doesn't sound so bad to me."

"You should do something better with the guts you've got."

words to live by

—p.254 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago

"A great job and a family doesn't sound so bad to me."

"You should do something better with the guts you've got."

words to live by

—p.254 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago
257

"There was this place," she said. "This dairy called Moonglow Dairy, near where I lived when I was growing up. I guessit was a real dairy, because they had a lot of cows, but their real money didn't come from selling milk. It came from selling high-quality manure to organic farmers. It was a shit fatory pretending to be a milk factory."

—p.257 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago

"There was this place," she said. "This dairy called Moonglow Dairy, near where I lived when I was growing up. I guessit was a real dairy, because they had a lot of cows, but their real money didn't come from selling milk. It came from selling high-quality manure to organic farmers. It was a shit fatory pretending to be a milk factory."

—p.257 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago
269

"They're all about being the special one, the chosen one. 'Only you can save the world from Evil.' That kind of thing. And never mind that specialness stops meaning anything when every kid is special. I remember watching those movies and thinking about all the unspecial characters in the chorus or whatever. They're the ones my heart really goes out to. The movie should be about them.

something to think about for my YA dystopian fiction blog post

—p.269 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago

"They're all about being the special one, the chosen one. 'Only you can save the world from Evil.' That kind of thing. And never mind that specialness stops meaning anything when every kid is special. I remember watching those movies and thinking about all the unspecial characters in the chorus or whatever. They're the ones my heart really goes out to. The movie should be about them.

something to think about for my YA dystopian fiction blog post

—p.269 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago
275

"There's this imperative to keep secrets, and the imperative to have them known. How do you know that you're a person, distinct from other people? By keeping certain things to yourself. You guard them inside you, because, if you don't, there's no distinction between inside and outside. Secrets are the way you know you even have an inside. A radical exhibitionist is a person who has forfeited his identity. But identity in a vacuum is also meaningless. Sooner or later, the inside of you you needs a witness. Otherwise you're just a cow, a cat, a stone, a thing in the world, trapped in your thingness. To think an identity you have to believe that other identities equally exist. You need closeness with other people. And how is closeness built? By sharing secrets. [...]"

—p.275 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago

"There's this imperative to keep secrets, and the imperative to have them known. How do you know that you're a person, distinct from other people? By keeping certain things to yourself. You guard them inside you, because, if you don't, there's no distinction between inside and outside. Secrets are the way you know you even have an inside. A radical exhibitionist is a person who has forfeited his identity. But identity in a vacuum is also meaningless. Sooner or later, the inside of you you needs a witness. Otherwise you're just a cow, a cat, a stone, a thing in the world, trapped in your thingness. To think an identity you have to believe that other identities equally exist. You need closeness with other people. And how is closeness built? By sharing secrets. [...]"

—p.275 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago
284

[...] He put his hand on her upper thigh and left it there. Pretty much every thought she'd had in the last week had led back to one thing. She was experiencing stronger symptoms of being in love, a queasiness more persistent, a heart more racing, than she remembered having ad with Stephen. But the symptoms were ambiguous. A condemned person walking to the gallows had many of the same ones. When Andreas' hand crept, thrillingly, to the inside of her thigh, she had neither the courage nor even the inclination to place a corresponding hand on his leg. The rightness of the phrase preyed upon was becoming evident. The feelings of prey in the grip of a wolf's teeth were hard to distinguish from being in love.

something to remember

—p.284 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago

[...] He put his hand on her upper thigh and left it there. Pretty much every thought she'd had in the last week had led back to one thing. She was experiencing stronger symptoms of being in love, a queasiness more persistent, a heart more racing, than she remembered having ad with Stephen. But the symptoms were ambiguous. A condemned person walking to the gallows had many of the same ones. When Andreas' hand crept, thrillingly, to the inside of her thigh, she had neither the courage nor even the inclination to place a corresponding hand on his leg. The rightness of the phrase preyed upon was becoming evident. The feelings of prey in the grip of a wolf's teeth were hard to distinguish from being in love.

something to remember

—p.284 by Jonathan Franzen 3 years, 5 months ago