Bukowski and homosexuals - 1972 interview
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Interesting bit and I can't wait to read the linked Hustler interview, thanks!
I think it's pretty standard Bukowski, he relates what happened in an interesting, possibly fictionalized way, but doesn't tell you it's correct or good. The same with women, no? He speaks of and treats them rather poorly at times but doesn't advocate this as any sort of philosophy, he's just telling you the story. If you think he's a shit, you can think he's a shit, he sometimes says as much...
Others have touched on a similar theme, but for me, reading Bukowski is one of the first times I came to terms with pretty much worshipping something yet feeling a bit uneasy about putting it up on pedestal since it's nothing I wish to emulate or often even consider good. I also know a few people like this in real life, really smart creative interesting people who I deeply value my relationship with yet who often drive me up a fucking wall to the point that I think I'd be better off not associating with them. Somehow thinking it out and recognizing that seems to help. You have a lot of good, and a lot of bad, so I like you, and also recognize in many ways you're an asshole. More beer.
I think it's pretty standard Bukowski, he relates what happened in an interesting, possibly fictionalized way, but doesn't tell you it's correct or good. The same with women, no? He speaks of and treats them rather poorly at times but doesn't advocate this as any sort of philosophy, he's just telling you the story. If you think he's a shit, you can think he's a shit, he sometimes says as much...
Others have touched on a similar theme, but for me, reading Bukowski is one of the first times I came to terms with pretty much worshipping something yet feeling a bit uneasy about putting it up on pedestal since it's nothing I wish to emulate or often even consider good. I also know a few people like this in real life, really smart creative interesting people who I deeply value my relationship with yet who often drive me up a fucking wall to the point that I think I'd be better off not associating with them. Somehow thinking it out and recognizing that seems to help. You have a lot of good, and a lot of bad, so I like you, and also recognize in many ways you're an asshole. More beer.