The eyes of Dr.TJ Eckleburg

The eyes of Dr.TJ Eckleburg

Wednesday, January 6, 2010

Meyer Wolfshiem


Through listening to these three talking in the restaurant, I gathered that the Jewish man's name was Meyer Wolfshiem, he was a gambler. It was interesting how he left Gatsby and Nick that afternoon. It seemed as if he had a solid view on social margins. It was clear that he was part of a specific group of people. I remember seeing him stand up and tell Gatsby and Nick that he “Was fifty years old, and part of another generation.” Gatsby had assured him that there was no hurry for him to leave, but this Meyer insisted.. He really knew that he was different, that he wasn't accepted as the same as Gatsby and Nick, and this was right, he was right. This is the first person I have seen to have a somewhat similar, less radical point of view as my own. Maybe my first impression of Meyer was wrong.

Meyer knew that it was his place to just get up and leave, that it wasn't proper for him to associate himself with another social group, and he was damn right. If it were up to me, everyone in the world would be walking around with a jumpsuit on, with a number on the back through 0-10. Zero's would be at the bottom. They would be slaves, pieces of human trash; they would be instructed to do all of the world's dirty work. Zero's, and one's and two's would be doing the jobs that the more privileged ones wouldn't have to do... A six would be able to initiate conversations with three's, but not vice versa. Four's wouldn't be allowed in the same room as eight's, etc. I'm sure you understand what I'm getting at here. People should be marginalized; there should be clear lines between social groups, like levels of a structure, like a pyramid, a hierarchy, an organized station of levels. People such as myself would be reigning from the top. Smart, educated leaders would stand above the pathetic, needy ones below. That is the ideal society, and this Meyer character seems to understand this to a degree.

If this were so. It would be a dystopia. The end of the world. A terrible place. Hence the gasmask.


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