Another fire tonight, another insane person thinking they could hide books while knowing the consequences if they get caught. It's such a joy to burn down the houses of these people, there's no other thing that gets the blood pumping like a good fire. However, this was the normal part of my day. On my way home, just around the corner of the firehouse was a girl, she said her name was Clarisse McClellan. She was a crazy seventeen year old girl (at least that's what she told me), but she didn't seem crazy, just different. She kept talking and asking about weird things like if I read any of the books I burn, or about how things were in the world decades ago. That wasn't the weird, no, then she asked me if I was happy then left in the blink of an eye. Of all the things in the world to ask, of course I'm happy, why wouldn't I be? I have job, a home, I have everything I need. What does she know about being happy... What do I know?
Montag
i agree with this point of view. i think that it accurately portrays the thoughts that are going on in montag's mind however, i must remind you that the firemen cant "burn down houses" because the houses themselves are encased in a fireproofed lining that makes it impossible to do such things.
ReplyDeleteAt this point, I overall agree with this point of view. At this point in what we know so far, Montag does seem to enjoy demolishing books and it gives him great pleasure to be in control of it all. @tristanmccoy, I agree with you on your statement on his word choices; though I got what you meant about burning the books, I suggest that you edit it into a more specific phrase so that others who don't know about the fireproof houses can understand.
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