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spatch: "So, anyone still interested in the story of what happened to the German pulps when the Nazis took power?" If nothing else, this thread has convinced me that I want to read Walther Kabel's Harald Harst stories (and not fight with Jess Nevins about literary quality—"the Harst stories were more literate than US pulp stories," tell that to Raymond Chandler. To begin with). It also made me wonder if Wittgenstein, who famously loved the American detective pulps, had ever had a similar affinity for pulp fiction in his home country. This article on Wittgenstein and Norbert Davis did not answer my question, but is worth reading as both an appreciation of the pulp writer and an exploration of the affinities between hard-boiled fiction and philosophy. I think some of it overreaches, but I have also said in so many words that one of the things I like about noir is its skeptical, questioning, ethical dimension, so I can't kick too much about someone else making the same connections. It does annoy me a little that I can't ask Wittgenstein why he preferred Christie to Sayers. I can understand why he wouldn't like Sayers, but then Christie is not the direction I would have expected him to go.
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- 1: Make me a wreck as I come back and spare me as I'm going
- 2: Did you see the closing window? Did you hear the slamming door?
- 3: Keeping time on the kingfisher's climb
- 4: Because brick-braided alleys make steep, sleeping valleys seem level and clear
- 5: Don't look round, but I think we're taking off
- 6: Sing the praise of Alexander, he's no use to me
- 7: The hedges and fields are clothed all around with several sorts of green
- 8: Chinatown, London Underground, you know it all sounds good to me
- 9: Take us roaming in the gloaming, your Ross rifle by your side
- 10: I'm singing out this poem all the way back home
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