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Milostné pletky Nathaniela P.
by Adelle Waldman
I read the first half, was not having fun, so then skimmed the second half. Nathaniel P started college the same year I did, but he went to Harvard, where he was the lone intellectual in a sea of entitled wealthy scions. Now in his early thirties, he is a slightly hot stuff writer in Brooklyn, amazed that his success has made him a bit of a player in his (extremely insular) dating scene.
Nathaniel P thinks women are simply not as smart as men, or at least not as smart in the preferred way that he alone can define—but Nathaniel P feels a little bad about this secret belief. Nathaniel P feels that he’d really like to sleep with a lot of women who are objectively, unequivocally beautiful or important (in that order), and it’s a shame so many of those women have flaws like slightly too small breasts, or visible pores on their noses, or an interest in terribly frivolous subjects like their own friends and families, but Nathaniel P feels a little bad about being so shallow.
Kerry G feels that Nathaniel P is so insufferable and entitled, that Nathaniel P's moments of self-doubt so under-examined and ineffective at prompting any growth that Nathaniel P should immediately be branded with some sort of warning signal so that all people interested in empathy or authentic human connection can run in the opposite direction immediately upon encountering him. Kerry G feels that Adelle Waldman is a good writer, but the detached acceptance with which Nathaniel P's consciousness iss narrated was too disturbing to count as "recreational reading." Kerry G feels that Nathaniel P is every terrible-but-not-actually-violent aspect of a culture that doesn't really like women to exist outside of the mother/whore dichotomy embodied in one little non-threatening, self-absorbed, smug package. Kerry G has better things to do than get inside Nathaniel P's head.
Nathaniel P thinks women are simply not as smart as men, or at least not as smart in the preferred way that he alone can define—but Nathaniel P feels a little bad about this secret belief. Nathaniel P feels that he’d really like to sleep with a lot of women who are objectively, unequivocally beautiful or important (in that order), and it’s a shame so many of those women have flaws like slightly too small breasts, or visible pores on their noses, or an interest in terribly frivolous subjects like their own friends and families, but Nathaniel P feels a little bad about being so shallow.
Kerry G feels that Nathaniel P is so insufferable and entitled, that Nathaniel P's moments of self-doubt so under-examined and ineffective at prompting any growth that Nathaniel P should immediately be branded with some sort of warning signal so that all people interested in empathy or authentic human connection can run in the opposite direction immediately upon encountering him. Kerry G feels that Adelle Waldman is a good writer, but the detached acceptance with which Nathaniel P's consciousness iss narrated was too disturbing to count as "recreational reading." Kerry G feels that Nathaniel P is every terrible-but-not-actually-violent aspect of a culture that doesn't really like women to exist outside of the mother/whore dichotomy embodied in one little non-threatening, self-absorbed, smug package. Kerry G has better things to do than get inside Nathaniel P's head.