[Letter published in the Casper Star-Tribune 18 April 1983.]

Now if he doesn’t read On
the Beach
we might be safe


Students of Jung are familiar with synchronicity, and fans of Robert Anton Wilson don’t question this sort of thing, but it interested me to spot the Jahnke case headlines that began to break the day after I finished reading The Brothers Karamazov, Dostoevsky’s novel about a patricide. As an aside, Dmitry, the prime suspect, also became a cause celebre among the society ladies, something at which no good Freudian would raise an eyebrow.

Earlier in the year (1983) I had begun my survey of Dostoevsky with Crime and Punishment, and those familiar with events in Sheridan will understand why I put a jacket on the book. Moving on through Tolstoy with Anna Karenin, certain events allowed my appreciation of the character Vronsky to go beyond the vicarious, but I quickly finished the book and put a stop to the foolishness. For Christmas, my father presented me with a copy of Turgenev’s Fathers and Sons, which I made the mistake of reading. Together with The Possessed, another Dostoevsky bestseller, the brief foray gave me pause, and it was on the basis of this that I decided to postpone my reading of Solzhenitsyn’s Gulag Archipelago trilogy. (I did get through Cancer Ward and Ivan Denisovitch, and the headaches are getting worse.) Next on the list? Well, the freeze is in the air despite the approach of summer, so maybe it’s time to snuggle up with Pynchon’s Gravity’s Rainbow again. MX … damn the torpedoes! Full speed ahead! Now, everybody …


[This one came on the heels of the tax protest… ]

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