Babbie

John Watkins · 18 Mar 2009, 19:41 · from 2009-March.txt.gz

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From: john.watkins04 at gmail.com (John Watkins)
Date: Wed, 18 Mar 2009 15:41:17 -0400
Subject: (urth) Babbie
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That's the freaking plot of Alan Moore's second Swamp Thing story and I'm an
absolute moron for missing it.

This always happens with Gene Wolfe, doesn't it?

On Wed, Mar 18, 2009 at 3:28 PM, James Wynn <crushtv at gmail.com> wrote:

>  I guess I can sort of swallow, chokingly, the idea that
>> Horn became a neighbor in the pit as Stu describes.
>>
>
> No, no, no. The Neighbor in the form of a greenbuck whom Horn was chasing
> when he kilt hisself _became_ _Horn_: reanimating him and taking on his
> identity. Neighbors seem to be more morally sensitive than humans because
> the Neighbor feels such great guilt over killing Horn (as he sees it) that
> he spends almost the entire novel coming to terms with it.
>
> J
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