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Scene 133: poor tony post seizure prowl

Scene
133
Pages
689–691
When
Sat 14 Nov YDAU (2009), purple twilight into evening
Where
N. Cambridge — Cambridge City Hospital, then eight blocks down Cambridge St. and Prospect through Inman Square toward Antitoi Entertainmentin: Inman Square / "Little Lisbon", Cambridge · Cambridge (Harvard/Central Sq, other) (also)
POV
Poor Tony Krause (3rd person, free-indirect)

Connects to (editorial cuts & payoffs, 7)

Summary

Poor Tony Krause wakes in the ambulance after his Gray Line seizure feeling deceptively right-as-rain, flirts the crash-cart into cancellation, and is waved out of Cambridge City Hospital by staff who show a destitute man with an expired, not-his-name Health Card an "inverted respect" for his will not to stay. Feeling risen from the ashes of Withdrawal, he sets off through mentholated autumn air for Antitoi Entertainment — "maybe the one last place" expecting kindness or pharmacological credit — not knowing the brothers are dead and the shop is in A.F.R. hands. En route the narration unpacks how PT, Susan T. Cheese, and four other queens became paid decoys for Bertraund Antitoi's "Front-Contre-O.N.A.N.isme": twelve identical red-coated, auburn-wigged figures milling in the Sheraton Commander lobby so that the waste-hurling Québecer insurgent who'd doused the Canadian Minister of Inter-O.N.A.N. Trade could escape among them. By Ryle's Tavern the post-seizure lift is fading into cellular fatigue, and PT fixes on the flimsy purse-straps of two demoralized-looking women just ahead — Kate Gompert and Ruth van Cleve — calculating how much better it would be to hit the Antitois' doorstep with liquid assets; so intent that he passes the Man o' War's windows without ever seeing his old crewmate Matty Pemulis staring out, aghast at what he's become.

What to notice

The free-indirect voice keeps drifting into the second person — "the emergent stars are yo-yos, you feel, after a seizure" — so that Poor Tony's delusion gets narrated as universal wisdom, a thing anyone would feel; and the one sentence that punctures it stands alone as its own paragraph, aimed ambiguously at him and at you: "It's a good thing you can't see what you look like, though." Notice where God appears in this cosmos: the hospital staff "say Go with God" as they wave a dying man out the door, and the two purses hang "dangled as if by God right before him" — the scene's only deity blesses discharges and larceny, providence indistinguishable from abandonment and temptation. And the closing sentence is engineered to enact the miss it describes: Matty Pemulis, "a sure source of compassion", is buried mid-syntax between dog-droppings and window-glass while purse logistics fill the sentence's whole foreground — rescue and doom cross within one window's width, and the grammar itself is too busy with the purses to look up.

Beats — page-by-page

  • p. 689: "that infamous deceptive post-seizure feeling of well-being"; PT wakes lizardless and continent, flirts with the blue-jawed paramedic (bawdy entendres on "vital signs" and "dilation"), Minimal Mambo on the gurney; fiddle-de-dees the warning.
  • pp. 689-690: the destitution advantage — hospitals "bow to your quixotic will" when your Health Card is expired and not in your name; "they honor your wishes and compliment your mambo and say Go with God"; the narrator's aside: "It's a good thing you can't see what you look like, though."
  • p. 690: the eight-block plan to Antitoi Entertainment — the one last hope of kindness or credit "since the affairs of Wo and Copley Library and heart"; the walk performed as dignity — boa semi-formally loose, head up, meeting eyes with blasé hauteur, a "rind of moon" over a four-spired church; "the emergent stars are yo-yos... Poor Tony feels as if he could cast them out, draw them in again at will."
  • pp. 690-691: the Sheraton Commander flashback — Lolasister, Susan T. Cheese, PT, Bridget Tenderhole, Equus Reese, and the late Stokely ('Dark Star') McNair in identical red leather coats, auburn wigs, and spike heels, milling with six mannish women while an androgynous Québecer threw "foul semi-liquid violet waste from a souvenir miniature waste-displacement barrel" in the face of the Canadian Minister of Inter-O.N.A.N. Trade in the Epaulet Ballroom; the twelve epicene decoys hitting the revolving doors in a dozen vectors to fuddle the M-11-toting security.
  • p. 691: how PT and S.T.C. met the Antitois at Ryle's Gender-Dysphoric Night — only one brother speaking, both "clearly subordinate to still other Québecers of way higher I.Q."; passing Ryle's now, the fatigue arriving — "that post-fever, sleep-for-a-week-type cellular fatigue."
  • pp. 691-692: the debate over the two purses ahead — evening-gown-width straps, slumped shoulders, "an air about them of routine victimization"; the calculus of arriving with liquid assets ("more almost a social call than a contemptible Withdrawn snivel for compassion"); sidestepping the dog-droppings; never seeing "his old former crewmate Mad Matty Pemulis... aghast in recognition of what Poor Tony has come through the corridor to resemble."

Themes in this scene

  • Addiction and Recovery: the false dawn of Withdrawal — post-seizure euphoria narrated in PT's own self-flattering register ("righter than rain," "on the diagnostic upswing") while every external mirror (the paramedic, pedestrians veering from his smell, Matty's horror) reports a dying man; the purse-snatch rationalized as social grace.
  • Nationalism and O.N.A.N.: the Sheraton Commander operation joins the catalog of anti-O.N.A.N. insurgency street-theater — waste hurled from a souvenir waste-displacement barrel at a Trade Minister — and establishes that Boston's gender-dysphoric demimonde was already on the separatists' payroll, with the Antitois as low-IQ cutouts.
  • Disability and Deformity: PT's gender-dysphoria and ruined body are managed by sheer performance — the grand-entrance walk, hand at the throat's hollow — dignity as a veil worn without U.H.I.D. membership.

Connections — backward & forward

Backward

  • "Mad Matty Pemulis... old former crewmate" — retroactively links the Pemulis family to PT's Harvard Square crew; Matty's aghast recognition completes the triptych begun at p. 684, scene 131.
  • The waste-barrel attack rhymes with the novel's other Québecois waste-théâtre (the ONANtiad's catapulted waste, Mario's puppet pageant, scene 081ff) — annular waste as political weapon; tag kept to nationalism-onan here.
  • PT's "stars are yo-yos" grandiosity inverts n.273's gloss of étoiles ("Stars, shooting stars, falling stars") three scenes earlier — these scenes' two star-systems: E.T.A.'s étoiles and a street queen casting and drawing in stars at will.
  • The seizure itself — the Withdrawal odyssey through the Armenian Foundation Library men's room in Watertown and the Gray Line fugue — comes earlier (pp. 299-307, scene 069 for the wig/Withdrawal start; the seizure pp. ~304-306); "the affairs of Wo and Copley Library and heart" compresses the whole yrstruly/Wo/C purse-and-heart catastrophe (pp. 128-135, scene 040).

Forward

  • Dramatic irony, armed: Antitoi Entertainment's brothers were murdered by the A.F.R. and the shop occupied (pp. 481-489, scene 097). PT is walking his "one last place" straight into the wheelchair assassins — the trap closes in his capture/interrogation thread late in the book (pp. 845ff).
  • The two women are Kate Gompert and Ruth van Cleve; their inside-view is scene 136 (pp. 698-700), which ends with PT's head floating unseen behind theirs; Matty's window-view of all three is scene 131 (pp. 682-684). The purse-snatch detonates at pp. 714ff (scene 141) — Ruth's purse and Kate's head.

Notable passages (4)

  • pp. 689-690: "they bow to your quixotic will... they honor your wishes and compliment your mambo and say Go with God." — institutional abandonment dressed as respect; addiction-recovery extraction.
  • p. 690: "the dignity of a man risen by will from the ashes of Withdrawal... feeling righter than rain" — the deceptive-well-being voice at full pitch, against "It's a good thing you can't see what you look like, though."
  • pp. 690-691: the Sheraton Commander decoy set-piece — twelve identical red-leather figures dispersing "in a dozen different vectors"; nationalism-onan anchor.
  • p. 692: "he never saw his old former crewmate Mad Matty Pemulis... aghast in recognition of what Poor Tony has come through the corridor to resemble." — the scene's mirror withheld from its subject.

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