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    crime and punishment – part 3

    Oh no, one more week… I mean… of reading Crime and Punishment by Dostoyevsky. I’m sad it’s ending. Last week, Raskolnikov had a nightmare with the pawnbroker he killed, and when he woke up with a stranger in his room. WTF? You know, these strangers just make his life more miserable. Don’t they get that Raskol wants to keep himself separate from people, human beings, that he hates? FFS. Well, I don’t think he hates them. I believe he disdains human beings. He intimately considers that he’s a superhuman himself, above everything, and his genuine fear is to become human and be punished like every other human would be if…

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    Let the punishment begin

    [SPOILER ALERT] Let the punishment begin. In his head first. He suffers among his confuse emotions. He’s paranoid, anxious, weak, delirious… At this point, Dostoyevsky is painting our man Raskolnikov as a weak figure balancing on a tightrope, hanging by a thread, struggling between remaining free and confessing his crimes. He’s getting lost in his abstract world, if he’s not already. He’s about to faint in front of reality and his struggle, while Dunya, his sister, facing life with strength, proves to be the real rational and practical member of the family. And we learn that Raskolnikov wrote an article, “On Crime”. He wrote and argued that certain men have…

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    Book Club – Crime and Punishment (1)

    “There wasn’t a moment to lose. He took the axe out entirely, lifted it up high with both hands, barely feeling a thing, and, almost effortlessly, almost mechanically, brought the butt down on her head.” Dostoyevsky, in CRIME AND PUNISHMENT If you’re reading this book with me, we read the seven chapters of Part One, and we finished three chapters of Part Two at the weekend. But I should alert the spoiler anyways. Here we go to the first #beardyread post of the year. So, it’s early July, exceptional heat, evening. We meet Raskolnikov, a young man who’s full of pride, he’s scornful, irritated with the heat and odor of…