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Learning From Pretend

I liked this paragraph from Alyssa Rosenberg:

I haven't watched The People v. Larry Flynt for years, but I remember how gorgeous Courtney Love's portrayal of Althea Flynt was, as a picture of someone just kind of slipping away (incidentally that, and Lindsay Lohan's performance in Mean Girls rank as the two roles I most wish the actresses who took them learned life lessons from.).

I find that I get this a lot more with books than I do with films. I'm reading "Infinite Jest" right now, and it's brutal for exactly this reason: It's in no small part about why it's worth living even when living hurts. And its answer, at least in parts, is that if you can get through this day, and then get through the next day, and then get through the day after that, then even though you can't see it now, there will be a day when it doesn't hurt so much. What's so wrenching about it, of course, is that David Foster Wallace didn't play the author of "Infinite Jest." He was the author of "Infinite Jest." These were lessons he had learned, and was trying to teach. And then, eventually, they weren't enough.

By Ezra Klein  |  July 27, 2009; 3:46 PM ET
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i just finished my shift on a suicide crisis line for today, and so this was a particularly poignant post.

no-one calls the line unless they are suffering.
but sometimes, there is so much darkness in a person's life, it is almost impossible to find a thread of silver lining.
health, family, money, love, hope, energy, friends.
everything slowly gone.
every once in a while, you speak with a person...and it is as if the person is calling from the dark side of the moon. as if they have been exiled to a place of such hardship and abandonment, you wonder how they can go on living.
such was the last call.
the person had not spoken with another person in a week a half. and was dealing with more sorrow than any one person should ever have in a lifetime.
at the end of the call, this person started to cry.
he said,
"thank you for just talking with me.
i have been alone in my trailer on an old road. i havent spoken to another person in over a week and a half.
i will be alright now.
G-d is beautiful."

i got off the phone, and prayed for his miracle.
sometimes, there just is nothing left to do but to pray for someone's miracle.

Posted by: jkaren | July 27, 2009 5:10 PM | Report abuse

I signed in to leave a comment for Ezra, but at this point I just want to say to jkaren, thanks for your post and for the work that you're doing.

Posted by: Sophomore | July 27, 2009 11:58 PM | Report abuse


Posted by: jkaren | July 28, 2009 1:42 AM | Report abuse

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