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Alternate cover for this ISBN can be found hereA green hunting cap sueezed the top of the fleshy balloon of a head The green earflaps full of large ears and uncut hair and the fine bristles that grew in the ears themselves stuck out on either side like turn signals indicating two directions at once Full pursed lips protruded beneath the bushy black moustache and at their corners sank into little folds filled with disapproval and potato chip crumbsMeet Ignatius J Reilly the hero of John Kennedy Toole's tragicomic tale A Confederacy of Dunces This 30 year old medievalist lives at home with his mother in New Orleans pens his magnum opus on Big Chief writing pads he keeps hidden under his bed and relays to anyone who will listen the traumatic experience he once had on a Greyhound Scenicruiser bound for Baton Rouge Speeding a. Read for the group On the Southern Literary TrailBounceBOUnceBOUNCEOh man ughh ooohhhhhBOUNCEBOUNCEahhhhhhhhhhhhhOh thank goodness my pyloric valve finally opened I didn't know I even had a pyloric valve until I met Ignatius J Reilly I had no idea that little valve could be so pesky I can only hope it stays open long enough for me to write this review When a true genius appears you can know him by this sign that all the dunces are in a confederacy against himJonathan SwiftIgnatius is trapped in the delusions of his own grandeur Ignatius embraces the philosophy of Boethius a Roman philosopher that was roughly walking the planet around 525AD Boethius will show you that striving is ultimately meaningless that we must learn to accept He likes Boethius because he validates Ignatius's natural slothful inclination to do as little as possible Boethius woodcut attributed to Holbein the Younger 1537In a short lived relationship with some black workers from a pants factory he discovered that they were striving for the wrong things In a sense I have always felt something of a kinship with the colored race because its position is the same as mine we both exist outside the inner realm of American society Of course my exile is voluntary However it is apparent that many of the Negroes wish to become active members of the American middle class I can not imagine why I must admit that this desire on their part leads me to uestion their value judgments However if they wish to join the bourgeoisie it is really none of my business They may seal their own doom Ignatius is a guy that you don't want to work with You don't want to live next to him You certainly don't want to be related to him He is bombastically opinionated gaseous arrogant and looks at the world through a Ignatius kaleidoscope that has little resemblance to real life For example after attempting to capture a stray cat on the street he is asked by his mother about some wounds on his hands I had a rather apocalyptic battle with a starving prostitute Had it not been for my superior brawn she would have sacked my wagon Finally she limped away from the fray her glad rags askew Oh and did I mention that Ignatius is a compulsive liar Every experience in his life is elevated to epic proportions Speaking of epic proportions There is a life size bronze statue of Ignatius on Canal Street in New Orleans He is supported by his mother with some supplementary income from his half hearted attempts to find employment and keep employment himself He explains his failure to stay employed to his mother Employers sense in me a denial of their values They fear me I suspect that they can see that I am forced to function in a century which I loathe His mother paid for him to stay in college for 10 years living in poverty the whole time She didn't see the changes in Ignatius that she expected for all that money spent You learned everything Ignatius except how to be a human beingThe first time I read this book I absolutely loved it The second time the joy was similar but every reading experience of a book is different I remembered than I thought from the first reading a tribute to Toole's ability to tell a memorable story or at least create a monolithic character but there were things that I feel I missed the first time around or certainly did not pay proper attention to This book is funny I snorted out loud I found myself shaking my head smiling giggling widening my eyes at the audacity of one Ignatius J Reilly John Kennedy TooleJohn Kennedy Toole had an unhappy life and took his own life unfortunately before Ignatius was ever realized by the reading public He had no idea that his character would become a descriptive term that even people who have never read the book will use in conversation in some cases without knowing the origin The book is a bit fluffier than I remember not a literary megalith but certainly entertaining If you decide to spend an afternoon with Ignatius you will laugh even if you don't want to and as you turn the final pages you will wish that Toole had written just one chapter or two f you wish to see of my most recent book and movie reviews visit also have a Facebook blogger page at

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A Confederacy of DuncesLong in that bus was like hurtling into the abyss But Ignatius's uiet life of tyrannizing his mother and writing his endless comparative history screeches to a halt when he is almost arrested by the overeager Patrolman Mancuso who mistakes him for a vagrant and then involved in a car accident with his tipsy mother behind the wheel One thing leads to another and before he knows it Ignatius is out pounding the pavement in search of a jobOver the next several hundred pages our hero stumbles from one adventure to the next His stint as a hotdog vendor is less than successful and he soon turns his employers at the Levy Pants Company on their heads Ignatius's path through the working world is populated by marvelous secondary characters the stripper Darlene and her talented cockatoo; the septuagenarian secretary Miss Trixie whos. Authors who commit suicide find their Lovelybones eye view from the afterlife brings them no comfortDavid Foster Wallace Oh my God look at that dreadful biography of me and it's selling too it's like they're murdering me all over again oh if I could only commit suicide all over again but up here you can'tJohn Kennedy Toole Oh shut up you preening self regarding self annotating depressing pedant what about ME My God if I'd only persevered for another year or so I'd have been rich Famous Women would have wanted to sleep with me maybe Look at those sales figures I'm so miserable If there was only a way to commit suicide again up here again but there isn'tB S Johnson Put a sock in it your situation is admittedly redolent of a sublime irony but the afterlife of a real artist me not you me a real avant gardist a true believer is wretched look hardly any of my God damned books are in print any No one loves them just the odd post grad creep scribbling a note in the margins of something unreadable If there was only a way to commit suicide again up here again but there isn'tSylvia Plath Bloody men Up here Again No escape And look They're giving Ted Hughes a plaue in Westminster Abbey Fuck

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summary A Confederacy of Dunces 100 Ú Alternate cover for this ISBN can be found hereA green hunting cap sueezed the top of the fleshy balloon of a head The green earflaps full of large ears and uncut hair and the fine bristles that grew in the ears themselves stuck out on either side like turn signals indicating two directions at once Full pursed lips prE desperate attempts to retire are constantly comically thwarted; gay blade Dorian Greene; sinister Miss Lee proprietor of the Night of Joy nightclub; and Myrna Minkoff the girl Ignatius loves to hate The many subplots that weave through A Confederacy of Dunces are as complicated as anything you'll find in a Dickens novel and just as beautifully tied together in the end But it is Ignatius selfish domineering and deluded tragic and comic and larger than life who carries the story He is a modern day uixote beset by giants of the modern age His fragility cracks the shell of comic bluster revealing a deep streak of melancholy beneath the antic humor John Kennedy Toole committed suicide in 1969 and never saw the publication of his novel Ignatius Reilly is what he left behind a fitting memorial to a talented and tormented life. I thought the book was ok One of my old boyfriends recommended it to me and while I was reading it I told him what an asshole I thought Ignatius J Reilly was and that I was sick of hearing about his valve He got pissed off at me and told me that I didn't get it He said Ignatius was a misunderstood genius stuck in a shitty town with no one who understood him To be honest my eyes kind of glazed over and I don't remember the rest of his rant but I finished the book anyway I think the most valuable thing I learned was to lie on my left side to fart One of my pet peeves is when someone says You just don't get it No I get it I just don't like it One time I saw this shitty band I don't remember their name open for the White Stripes and they kept saying You guys don't get it Some of you get it but the rest of you just don't get it NO you guys just SUCK