With the discovery of Bob Lee and the Hillbilly Redneck alliance he formed, the color of Huey’s skin take a back seat. Newton is John. Living in Oakland at the beginning of the 20th century, Martin Eden struggles to rise above his destitute, proletarian circumstances through an intense and passionate pursuit of self-education, hoping to achieve a place among the literary elite. His principal motivation is his love for Ruth Morse. Because Eden is a rough, uneducated sailor from a working-class background and the Morses are a bourgeois family, a union between them would be impossible unless and until he reached their level of wealth and refinement.
Over a period of two years, Eden promises Ruth that success will come, but just before it does, Ruth loses her patience and rejects him in a letter, saying, “if only you had settled down … and attempted to make something of yourself”. By the time Eden attains the favour of the publishers and the bourgeoisie who had shunned him, he has already developed a grudge against them and become jaded by toil and unrequited love. Instead of enjoying his success, he retreats into a quiet indifference, interrupted only to rail mentally against the genteelness of bourgeois society or to donate his new wealth to working-class friends and family. He felt that people did not value him for himself or for his work but only for his fame.
It is reported Russians are flocking to Wolf House to pay homage to Jack London. He was required reading in Russia. Lenin read London on his deathbed. I read Martin Eden when I was thirteen, and again when I was fifteen. I did sculpture of Martin’s hand coming out of the sea. My cousin, Randy Molnar ended up with it. When I went back up to Oakland, I only took my large canvases that I tied to the roof of my 1957 Ford Fairlane. I ended up living with my childhood friend, Nancy Hamren, who was a good friend of the Kesey family. She was the first girl I kissed. We were twelve. When I visited Nancy at the Springfield Creamery in 1986, she suggested I author the history of the Hippies because I recall so much. I ended up writing a story about the Last Hippie-Bohemian Standing – in…
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