{"id":5360,"date":"2017-08-08T10:38:02","date_gmt":"2017-08-08T10:38:02","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2017\/08\/08\/even-misfits-find-their-fit\/"},"modified":"2017-08-08T10:38:02","modified_gmt":"2017-08-08T10:38:02","slug":"even-misfits-find-their-fit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2017\/08\/08\/even-misfits-find-their-fit\/","title":{"rendered":"Even Misfits Find Their &#8216;Fit&#8217;"},"content":{"rendered":"<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><a class=\"asset-img-link\" href=\"http:\/\/maverickphilosopher.typepad.com\/.a\/6a010535ce1cf6970c01b7c9138bfe970b-pi\" style=\"float: left;\"><img decoding=\"async\" alt=\"Joegould\" class=\"asset  asset-image at-xid-6a010535ce1cf6970c01b7c9138bfe970b img-responsive\" src=\"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.typepad.com\/.a\/6a010535ce1cf6970c01b7c9138bfe970b-320wi\" style=\"margin: 0px 5px 5px 0px;\" title=\"Joegould\" \/><\/a><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino; font-size: 11pt;\">I&#0160;have a longstanding interest in &#39;marginal types&#39;: the characters, oddballs, misfits, Thoreauvian different-drummers, wildmen, mavericks, weirdos, those who find an adjustment to life, if they find it at all, at the margins, on the fringes of respectability, near the edge of things. Those who were not stamped out as by a cookie cutter, but put their own inimitable stamp on themselves. The creatively maladjusted and marginal who do duty as warnings more often than as exemplars.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino; font-size: 11pt;\">Joe Gould, Greenwich Village bohemian, is an example. <a href=\"http:\/\/www.newyorker.com\/magazine\/1964\/09\/19\/i-joe-goulds-secret\">His&#0160;story<\/a> has been told by that master of prose, Joseph Mitchell.&#0160;<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino; font-size: 11pt;\">Gould found his fit and &#39;made it&#39; as a bum. He was a &#39;successful&#39; bum. Some aren&#39;t cut out for the bum life: they can&#39;t &#39;cut it.&#39; These are the bums&#0160;<em class=\"vi\"><em>manqu\u00e9.<\/em><\/em> Gould stuck with it till he died of it. He found his own peculiar adjustment to life, his purpose and place, albeit one based on deceiving himself and others about his &quot;Oral History of Our Time,&quot; the <em>magnum opus<\/em> that never existed.&#0160;<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino; font-size: 11pt;\">Gould got through life in his own way. If success is living life in your own way, then Gould was a success.<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino; font-size: 11pt;\">You say he never amounted to anything? Then why am I writing about him now? Why did Joseph Mitchell devote two long pieces to him? Why was a movie made about him?<\/span><\/p>\n<p style=\"text-align: justify;\"><span style=\"font-family: georgia, palatino; font-size: 11pt;\">You really should read Joseph Mitchell. &#0160;As someone who knows what good writing is, I can tell you that he is a master of American English. Get yourself a copy of <em>Up in the Old Hotel and Other Stories<\/em>, Vintage 1993, and enjoy. Why read the contemporary stuff in <em>The New Yorker<\/em> when you can read Mitchell?<\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>I&#0160;have a longstanding interest in &#39;marginal types&#39;: the characters, oddballs, misfits, Thoreauvian different-drummers, wildmen, mavericks, weirdos, those who find an adjustment to life, if they find it at all, at the margins, on the fringes of respectability, near the edge of things. Those who were not stamped out as by a cookie cutter, but put &hellip; <a href=\"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/2017\/08\/08\/even-misfits-find-their-fit\/\" class=\"more-link\">Continue reading<span class=\"screen-reader-text\"> &#8220;Even Misfits Find Their &#8216;Fit&#8217;&#8221;<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[200,40,413,203],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-5360","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-bohemianism","category-literary-matters","category-mavericks","category-questers-and-other-oddballs"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5360","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=5360"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/5360\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=5360"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=5360"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/maverickphilosopher.blog\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=5360"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}