The End

In F. Scott Fitzgerald’s The Great Gatsby, the disembodied eyes of Dr. T.J. Eckleburg preside, unblinking, over a landscape of smoking industrial ash, byproduct of an uninhibited pursuit of wealth.

Are we living in that wasteland with a cardboard god casting his ineffectual judgement over our selfish pursuits? I don’t…

Meg

Writing, because talk is cheap

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