Din ''Pastorala americana '' o carte mult mai serioasa (decit ce scria el in tinerete ) a lui P.Roth
At dinner the conversation was about Watergate and about Deep Throat. Except for the Swede's parents and the
Orcutts, everybody at the table had been to see the X-rated movie starring a young porno actress named Linda
Lovelace. The picture was no longer playing only in the adult houses but had become a sensation in neighborhood
theaters all over Jersey. What surprised him, Shelly Salzman was saying, was that the electorate who overwhelmingly
chose as president and vice president Republican politicians hypocritically pretending to deep moral piety should make
a hit out of a movie that so graphically caricatured acts of oral sex.
"Maybe it's not the same people," said Dawn, "who are going to the movie."
"It's McGovernites?" Marcia Umanoff asked her.
"At this table it is," answered Dawn, already inflamed at the outset of dinner by this woman she could not bear.
"Please," said the Swede's father, "what these two things have got to do with each other is a mystery to me. I don't
know why you people pay good money to go to that trash in the first place. It's pure trash—am I right, Counselor?" He
looked to Barry for support.
"It's a kind of trash," Barry said.
"Then why do you let it into your lives?"
"It leaks in, Mr. Levov," Bill Orcutt said to him pleasantly, "whether we like it or not. Whatever is out there leaks in. It
pours in. It's not the same out there anymore, in case you haven't heard."
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