Why Not?

Camus leaves the reader guessing why Mersault does ands feels such things. At the beginning I really didn't get why Mersault doesn't describes his "mourning" the way he does, or why he doesn't seem to find a meaning to his life. But all my quarries with the novel tempered with the slaughter that Mesault commits the day at the beach. "I knew I’d shattered the balance of the day, the spacious calm of this beach on which I had been happy. But I fired four shots more into the inert body, on which they left no visible trace."(39) Such a random event, leads to endless questions. I was just getting accustomed to Mersault´s existentialist   lifestyle, but just as a life of boredom and bottom-line shameful  seems to be "normal," Mersault looses his bearings.  

But such a thought, a thought that Mersault is completely insane, seems to distance itself from the core of what is really going on. Even though Camus doesn't explain why Mersault does such a thing, it becomes unnecessary, once I realized Mersault´s goal in life: none. Once I realized that Mersault has no goal in life: he lives for nothing thus justifying such actions. He doesn't mourn his mother, doesn't love Marie, and frankly doesn't care about dwelling on the murder he has just committed. Camus leaves the reader to finally solve the existentialist formula. The fact that life is meaningless, doesn't lead to: why? The formula leads to "why not?"

Pathetic?

"It occurred to me that somehow I’d got through another Sunday, that Mother now was buried, and tomorrow I’d be going back to work as usual. Really, nothing in my life had changed." Before analyzing this passage in class, I thought this passage to be pathetic. Pathetic in a way that for most people in the world, the mother figure reflects: affection, warmth, and bottom-line love. Thus leads to the thought that such words from Monsieur Meursault formulate a man with no moral principle, a man full of depression. But once knowing the meaning of existentialism, such an assumption of a depressive human being can be postponed. Espeacially due to the following quote. 
"The sun was getting low and the whole room was flooded with a pleasant, mellow light." This quote labels the definition of existentialism. Monsieur  Meursault finds himself the night before the traditional funeral, mourning his mother in a ¨bleak white room...¨, with her companions from the nursing home. One would think that the feelings being expressed on such an occasion of mourning, would due gloomy, dark, full of sorrow. But the reader finds himself reading a totally different situation, the setting starts to be expresses. In very situation where Monsieur Meursault finds himself in ¨mourning¨, everything from the clothes of the people to the sky or light is described but nothing of sorrow is articulated. Meursault lives in only the present, he never laments the past, and only describes the exact presentation in where he is located. And very scarcely, the future is blathered. 

Tainted Love

       "Inside, the crimson room bloomed with light."(17)  Fitzgerald from the very beginning of the novel starts hinting at what life really is behind the doors of the Buchanan residence: crimson. A deep red, a dark red that almost hints as purple, almost although disguising its real core. Much like Daisy and Tom go about their lives. Lives that for many appeal as ideal, but as the ¨bloomed light¨ is pealed: a shade of misery is bestowed. A misery that is covered in harrowing occurrences. A household that doesn't even know and care about their child´s whereabouts, a relationship torn by adultery, and the presence of a trophy wife. The "crimson room, " only acts as a curtain to the red that lies beneath its surface. A red that symbolizes anger and blood.

Crimson Skies