One might feel differently about this scene after coming under the curse of Acne Vulgaris, and most people know that the treatment for this condition is just as horrible as the condition itself and there were many occasions where he suffered from running sores and open wounds.
First off, on a techincal detail of a note, I should mention that most of us on this forum have probably come under the "curse" of Acne Vulgaris. If you reference any medical website, book, etc., you'll find the surprising statistic that 75% - 85% of all people have Acne Vulgaris in one form or another (try
www.emedicine.com or Dermatology Online Journal,
http://dermatology.cdlib.org/93/commentary/acne/hanna.html). The difference was that Buk had one of the severest cases possible. And also, to be specific, Buks' treatment was certainly "worse than the condition itself", but today most of the severe cases are treated with lasers and not needles.
I see no reason to contrive one of the circumstances of the physical monkey-wrench that totaled his self-confidence, disfigured him for life, and further destroyed his wretched home life. I feel nothing but pain for him at the thought of his trashed longings to be a part of the ordinary, at least until his genius led him to see through its surface, as he stared in reality through that window without wanting to be noticed. He could have taken on the world later, but instead there was more piled on and his sensitive nature driven farther inward.
Second, I don't think we can hang his self-confidence on Acne Vulgaris. Certainly there also was the fact that he was a German in a post WWII America, his father's mental and physical abuse, not being allowed to befriend the neighborhood boys and his mother's refusal to show him any kind of affection. I think those things among others need to be factored in.
I could be wrong, but I think he was drawn there out of a compelling curiosity to see all that he felt shut out of at that point in life...and I think if the reader is unable to take in the truth of this scene on some level, he's missed the emotional impact of what Bukowski was down to the grave... So I ask: why couldn't this have happened at the Prom? Or: what does it matter even if it's not the literal truth? Maybe he stared through a open door instead...unforgettable one way or another.
Finally, I agree, this passage and moment in the book are certainly poignant, but I don't think "if the reader is unable to take in the truth of the scene on some level, he's missed the emotional impact of what Bukowski was down to grave...". One of my issues with that idea is that we are suggesting we can tap directly into what the real truth of that scene is, which is silly. Buk could contrive, exaggerate, bullshit and bare his soul truthfully as well as or even better than any other author. Unfortunately there's no lightning rod of "Truth" to explain exactly what he meant and what he embellished. etc. And I would also suggest that there are other moments in the book equally as poignant though not as dramatic, i.e. when he is riding the bus with his head covered in gaze and the little boy is staring and asking his mother about him. Or when his father owns up to one of his affairs and the very young Buk begins yelling at him, wishing he could kick his ass. Even the moment when some of the kids from school show up at Sears and see him working there.
In the end, I guess MJP hit it on the head, when it comes to interpretations, they are all correct. That's the great thing about BUK and BUK's books. But I think not matter how you get there, and you certainly seem to be there yourself
poptop, we can all agree that there was/is? a bluebird inside of BUK's writings always trying to get out......