Attığı tekmeyi yıllar sonra tekrar sert bir şekilde midesine yiyen Alex'in katlanamadığı sadece yaşlı ve pis sarhoşlar değildi aslında.
"One thing I could never stand was to see a filthy, dirty old drunkie, howling away at the filthy songs of his fathers and going blurp blurp in between as it might be a filthy old orchestra in his stinking, rotten guts. I could never stand to see anyone like that, whatever his age might be, but more especially when he was real old like this one was."
-A Clockwork Orange, Anthony Burgess
Bugünkü yağmur Alex'in felaket gecesinde söylediği "I am singing in the rain"i hatırlattı, en sevdiğim kitap ve filmlerden biri olan Otomatik Portakal bugüne tavsiyemdir.
Ben şanslıyım, yıllar önce sahafın birinde rafın arkasına düşmüş halde gördüğüm bu kitap üstüne üstlük 1. basım çıkınca tadı ayrı bir güzel oldu.
Okurken bol süt için, bol Ludwig Van dinleyin. Canınız isteyecek. Reverans.
"There was me, that is Alex, and my three droogs, that is Pete, Georgie, and Dim, and we sat in the Korova Milkbar trying to make up our rassoodocks what to do with the evening. The Korova milkbar sold milk-plus, milk plus vellocet or synthemesc or drencrom, which is what we were drinking. This would sharpen you up and make you ready for a bit of the old ultra-violence."
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