That's why I wouldn't read any more of this guy's writings beyond that one, because he doesn't take time to slow down and attempt to peek under the surface of something.Bukowski was not afraid of "work", for God's sake, he was frightened by the way mind-numbing jobs for the otherwise unskilled laboreres of the world siphon human souls away and swiftly into the grave.
Not a very nice description, and what's this about Buk tried being a writer for most of his life? With all the books Buk wrote in his lifetime he sure did more than just trying (Don't Try!), he actually made it as a writer. Oh, well...For most of his life, Bukowski tried being a writer, but found better success as a down-and-out, womanizing, scheming, gambling drunkard who'd be more at home as a character in a Cormac McCarthy novel than stumbling around the California sea board.
It actually does, with his third paragraph:A fair use excerpt might shed some light on the reviewer's credibility:
"Like Bukowski, Chinaski worked for decades as a mail carrier for the U.S. Post Office."
First off, that doesn't make any sense,
Absolutely agreed there. Some of the mail carriers that pass through my neighborhood look like Bukowski probably would have if he had worked decades as one.Ipso facto, it doesn't make any sense.