"Then they viddied themselves as real sophistoes, which was like pathetic, and started talking ing big-lady golosses about the Ritz and the Briston and the Hilton and Il Ristorante Granuturnco. But i stopped that with "Follow uncle", and i let them to the Pasta Parlour just round the corner and let them fill their innocent young litsos on spaghetti and sausages and cream-puffs and banana-splits and hot choc-sauce, till i near sicked with the sight of it, I , brothers, lunching but frugally off a cold ham-slice and a growling dollop of chilli. These two young ptitsas were much alike, though not sisters. They had the same ideas or lack of, and the same colour hair--a like dyed strawy. Well, they would grow up real today. Today i would make a day of it. No school this afterlunch but education certain, Alex as teacher."
This passage further characterizes Alex and his seemingly one-track mind. He meets these young women and spoils them with lavish amounts of food, which they indulge infront of him to a sickening degree. He eats lightly as he looks on to their gluttony; it disgusts him, but he has manipulated enough times and is aware of the inner workings of their shallow minds and naiivety enough to convince them to do what he wants. The diction used makes them seem extremely vulnerable. "Innocent young litsos" eating "cream-puffs" and "banana-splits" render the image of little girls being treated to ice cream and sweets. The dark twist is put on this situation when Alex reveals that he plans on assissting them in "growing up"-he is going to have relations with them. His disgust at their piggishness and point of view of them as innocent little girls shows that he has a superiority complex and considers himself more well-mannered and mature than them. When he notes that they look and think the same, although they are not sisters, and have seemingly artificial, dingy hair, it shows that his view of women is that of almost completely uniform pieces of meat, meant strictly for carnal utilization.
Sunday, December 21, 2008
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