{"id":10256,"date":"2011-10-21T15:49:53","date_gmt":"2011-10-21T15:49:53","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2011\/10\/21\/heres-to-you-jack\/"},"modified":"2011-10-21T15:49:53","modified_gmt":"2011-10-21T15:49:53","slug":"heres-to-you-jack","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2011\/10\/21\/heres-to-you-jack\/","title":{"rendered":"Here&#8217;s to You, Jack"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia,palatino;\">Jack Kerouac was a big ball of affects ever threatening to dissolve in that sovereign soul-solvent, alcohol. One day he did, and died. The date was 21 October 1969. Today is the 42nd anniversary of his release from the wheel of the quivering meat conception and the granting of his wish: <\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote dir=\"ltr\">\n<p dir=\"ltr\" style=\"text-align: justify; margin-right: 0px;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia,palatino;\">The wheel of the quivering meat conception . . .<\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-family: georgia,palatino;\">. . . I wish I was free of that slaving meat wheel <\/span><br \/><span style=\"font-family: georgia,palatino;\">and safe in heaven dead. (<em>Mexico City Blues<\/em>, 1959, 211th Chorus)<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia,palatino;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/www.tampabay.com\/features\/humaninterest\/heres-to-you-jack-kerouac\/1197924\" target=\"_self\">Apparently<\/a>, he took his last drink &#0160;at the Flamingo Sports Bar in St. Petersburg. <\/span><\/p>\n<blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia,palatino;\">The bar has become the area&#39;s de facto gathering spot for Kerouac aficionados to swap stories. Sitting on the patio, Alan Sansotta, who shot pool with Kerouac every week in the late 1960s, said he understands why the connection still matters.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia,palatino;\">&quot;The first time you read <em>On The Road<\/em>, you think, &#39;What the hell am I doing with my life? I need to open my head up and see what&#39;s going on in the world,&#39; &quot; said Sansotta. &quot;His literature really did change my life. It changed my life. And I thank God for that, because no doubt, geez, I&#39;d have led a pretty boring life without Jack.&quot;<\/span><\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia,palatino;\">Yep, it would have been a lot less interesting without Jack.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia,palatino;\">The picture below is of Neal Cassady.&#0160; The inscription on the gravestone reads: &quot;He honored life.&quot;<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia,palatino;\"><a href=\"http:\/\/maverickphilosopher.typepad.com\/.a\/6a010535ce1cf6970c0153927d2c2a970b-pi\" style=\"float: left;\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Kerouac grave\" border=\"0\" class=\"asset  asset-image at-xid-6a010535ce1cf6970c0153927d2c2a970b image-full\" src=\"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.typepad.com\/.a\/6a010535ce1cf6970c0153927d2c2a970b-800wi\" style=\"margin: 0px 5px 5px 0px;\" title=\"Kerouac grave\" \/><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Jack Kerouac was a big ball of affects ever threatening to dissolve in that sovereign soul-solvent, alcohol. One day he did, and died. The date was 21 October 1969. Today is the 42nd anniversary of his release from the wheel of the quivering meat conception and the granting of his wish: The wheel of the &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2011\/10\/21\/heres-to-you-jack\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Here&#8217;s to You, Jack&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[202],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-10256","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-kerouac-and-friends"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10256","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=10256"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/10256\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=10256"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=10256"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=10256"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}