During the "first seduction" so to speak there are several intriguing parts that also feel quite unsettling in my belly. In his delusion and obsession, he finds every way he can to make what he's doing seem justifyable and acceptable. "A breeze from wonderland had begun to affect my thoughts."(p. 131) Can we say Alice in Wonderland? This seems to me as if he can't distinguish between what is really going on in front of him and what he hopes to achieve through his fantasies. Later on in the page He uses the name of the motel they are at in his delusions. "Now and then it seemed to me that the enchanted prey was about to meet halfway the enchanted hunter, that her haunch was working its way toward me under the sof tsand of a remote and fabulous beach." This is just soooo warped. I guess being a parent that adores my children, it is hard for me to wrap my head around, but I want to. I think this is a very important subject to tell a story about, especially from the perspective of the pedophile. As much as a society of scared mostly rational parents don't want to think of someone doing this to their child, it is important to think of potential reasons why someone would do this. it's easy to think that someone is sick, but we don't want to think about ways to help them stop being that way.

Annotation of page 124

Like several other pages, 124 is filled with justification as well as honesty from Humbert. In the second line, he says, "I was still resolved to pursue my policy of sparing her purity by operating only in the stealth of night." This is one of Humbert's ways of justifying his actions and protecting himself from guilt through the use of the cloak of night. As long as it's nighttime, that makes what he's doing with Lolita alright.
In the middle of the page, he goes on to justify his urges through talking about history and past cultures' life styles. "The whole point is that the old link between the adult world and the child world has been completely severed nowadays by new customs and new laws." He has proof through history so that is part of his defense in making it okay.
Calling himself a therapist, sensualist, and moralist toward the end of the page shows more of his inner conflict as well as trying to justify his actions.
The last two lines shows a part of why Humbert has a fetish for little girls. "I should have understood that Lolita had already proved to be something quite different than Annabel. Annabel was his first love, and he lost that love at a very young age and he his trying to find that connection again.

Why write about a pedophile

Why write about a pedophile? Hmmm.. It is very easy for most of us to be appalled by the idea of this subject, but it is also very important for us to put light on it. Nabokov puts the subject to the reader in a way where we have no choice but to be in. Obviously Humbert is just a character, but putting him out there helps to open a reader's mind to potentially understand a little more about why a person would do these kinds of things before we just assume why. As much as it is disturbing to read, it is also enlightening because we are able to get inside the head of a very disturbed person and are able to try to understand where the sickness comes from. As much as it is yucky, it is also important. There iis not excuse for the theft of innocence, but this book shows some of his past as well as his justifications as to why he made the choices he did.

some of my favorite ladies

This is a picture of my great-grandma Elizabeth(sitting), My mom Judy on the left, grandma Thelma, my sister Lisa, and myself. It is 1989. We are at my cousin Sheri's families' house before going to her graduation. I remember the skirt that i was wearing quite fondly. It made me feel pretty and girly. I would wear it whenever I could regardless if i had anything to match with it. My sister's hair remained styled that large until about 1991. Interesting side note, all of us except my sister are wearing some type of pink and/or blue and it was purely coincidental. The fact that we have four generations of women in the same picture is pretty amazing to me as I sit here looking at it. My sister and I are the only ones that are still alive. I miss those other wonderful ladies often and with love.

my first memory

The first memory i have that is more than just flashes is when I was about six years old. My sister was supposedly taking me to my first movie in a theatre, but i later came to realize she had other plans in mind. I remember walking to the theatre and it was dusk in our small town of Chinook Montana. I was very excited to be doing anything with my sister because she was seven years older than me and that therefore made her very cool to me and me mostly annoying to her.
We were at the movie only a matter of minutes before she told me we were leaving to go to a friends house. The friend's name was Jerry Burger. (considering the trouble we got in after being at his house, i think i will remember that name for the rest of my life) I am not exactly sure how long we were there, but I was sitting in a chair kind of watching all the "big kids" do their thing while my sister was all of a sudden not in the room. I waited nervously and in what seemed like only moments she came stumbling into the living room laughing loudly and acting completely different than how i had seen her before.
Jerry came right to me to inform me that my sister was not drunk and everything was fine, but even at six years old, I knew different. I also knew that we were going to be in trouble when we got home.
I did not realize it at the time(beinf six, wasn't totally sure of the whole time concept yet) but apperently we had come home to early from the movie which caused my father to become suspicious as well as angry. I remember sitting on my sister's lap as my father grilled us on where we had been. Everytime he would ask me something, I would recieve a pinch in my back and a whisper in my ear from my sister of "movies!"
After much deliberation, my father determined we were lying and grounded both of us for the entire summer. (grounding was his weapon of choice) I guess because i was an accomplice to the crime I recieved the same punishment for the choices my sister made. To me, it was way too extreme of a punishment for both of us. I was just following my big sister and doing what I was told..... Moral-big sisters can be troublesome so watch out.

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