Lila. An Inquiry Into Morals by Robert M. Pirsig

Author:Robert M. Pirsig
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 1991-07-30T16:00:00+00:00

17

It was a long way to the hotel but Phædrus felt like walking it. After that blow-up with Lila he needed to walk. This city always made him feel like walking. In the past whenever he’d come here he’d always walked everywhere. Tomorrow he’d be gone.

The skyscrapers rose up all around him now and the street was crowded with people and cars. About twenty or thirty blocks to go, he figured. But these were the short blocks going up and down the island, not the long blocks going across. He could feel himself speeding up.

The New York eyes were everywhere now. Quick, guarded, emotionless. Watch out, they said. Concentrate! Things happen fast around here… Don’t miss those horn honks!

This city! He would never get used to it. He always wanted to fill up with tranquilizers before he arrived. Some day he’d come here without being manic and overwhelmed, but that day hadn’t arrived. Always this wild crazy exhilarated feeling. Crowds, high speed, mental detachment.

It was these crazy skyscrapers. The 3-D. Not just in front of you and in back of you and right of you and left of you — above you and below you too. Thousands of people hundreds of feet up in the air talking on telephones and staring into computers and conferring with each other, as though it were normal. If you call that normal you call anything normal.

A light turned yellow. He hurried across… Drivers run you down and kill you here. That’s why you don’t take tranquilizers. Take tranquilizers and you just might get killed. This adrenalin is protection.

At the curb he hoisted his canvas bag full of mail on his shoulder so he could carry it better, then continued. There must be twenty pounds of mail in it, he thought, all the mail since Cleveland. He could spend the rest of the day reading it in his hotel room. He was so full from that lunch with his editor he could skip supper and just read until his famous visitor showed up.

The magazine interviews seemed to have gone well enough — predictable questions about what he was doing now (writing his next book); what his next book was about (Indians); and what changes had occurred since his first book was written. He knew what to tell them because he’d been a reporter himself once, but for some reason he didn’t tell them about the boat. That was something he didn’t want to share. He’d always heard celebrities led double lives. Here it was, happening… Junk in store windows… radios. Hand-calculators… A woman coming toward him hasn’t clicked yet, that quick New York dart-of-the-eyes, but she will… Here it comes… Click!… Then looks away… She passes by… Like the click of a candid-camera shutter…

This was manic New York, now. Later would come depressive New York. Now everything’s exciting because it’s so different. As soon as the excitement wears off depression will come. It always does.

Culture shock. People who live here all their lives don’t get that culture shock. They can’t go around being overwhelmed all the time.

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