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Yeah, I'm going to go along with Ballard as well, particularly The Unlimited Dream Company. In which a disaffected aviator walks out of a crash in the south London suburbs as something quite different, as this odd type of god, who then goes on to re-imagine an English dormitory town as a version of paradise, as this existentialist, psychedelic, almost Christ-like figure trying to liberate everyone, who in the end gets the treatment you'd think. Atleast for a bit.
The trouble with books that pre-suppose the idea of having " too much freedom " is that it usually means " someone's going to have to take charge. " But by definition, if you live in a free world, then there have to be rules, specifically one, that if everyone's free you have to let them get on with it, as long as they're not trying to impose their authority on anyone else, and vice versa.
120 Days Of Sodom, Naked Lunch, etc, aren't really so much about freedom as such, more just power run wild.
Whereas The Unlimited Dream Co... well I'd give it a go. |
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