They'd just stare at me in disbelief and shock.Īll the pretense and rules dissolved away. He'd done it, though, because I'd been taking the pith out of hiths listhp. I was lucky to get out of that house alive. One of my "victims" stuck my head on an electric cooker ring.
And then when he'd head-butt me, I'd say, "Call that a headbutt?" So the guy would do it again harder. I'd go up to the biggest guy in the place and look up his nostrils and call him a faggot.
My mouth always got me into trouble, of course. But then, as far as I was concerned, wasn't everyone doing the same thing? I started to realize something was wrong when I began to get beaten up. I think I always knew deep down I had a drinking problem. Either way, after getting into Alcoholics Anonymous, I didn't even kiss a girl for five years. Or maybe I was just afraid that they'd see through me. I couldn't even look at a girl, much less believe I deserved to converse with one. I carried the guilt of my crimes around with me for years after I stopped drinking. I've been punished, so it's okay to talk about it all. The same thing happened to me, only worse. Then the glaze as they tried to hide how much I was hurting them. Till the big saucer eyes were looking at me. I'd wait until they were totally in love with me. I didn't care how long it took either, because I was in no hurry.
#DIARY OF AN OXYGEN THIEF TORRENT SERIAL#
It's like when you hear serial killers say they feel no regret, no remorse for all the people they killed. The narrator also admits that he experiences bouts of paranoia, further problematizing the relative truth of his narrative.Mentally, not physically, I never hit a girl in my life. It is also easy to believe that the narrator has blown his so-called relationship with Aisling way out of proportion, and that the reason she acts so cruelly towards him is because he is a creepy older guy who becomes obsessed with her. As such, the audience is disinclined to believe some of his suppositions about how deeply he hurt these women, especially when the narrator himself sometimes slips up and admits that this may not be the case. He believes he is the most important person and thinks that other people believe this as well. Similarly, he is also incredibly narcissistic and believes that the world revolves around him. The narrator does not seem to be trustworthy, mostly due to his apathy towards other people. While this retrospection allows the narrator to reflect on various aspects of both his behavior and his relationships, it also is partially responsible for the disbelief the audience feels towards the narrative. The narrator’s writing of the novel takes place eight years after his entry into AA and about two years after his alleged relationship with Aisling has been terminated.
The novel is told retrospectively, as the narrator looks back at his actions after he has been hurt. He writes this book in the hopes that it will be published before her photos, to palliate the humiliation he feels. The narrator realizes that she hates him. At the end of their so-called relationship, she takes him to a bar and has a male friend humiliate him and try to get into a fight with the narrator, which she photographs.
He believes she is toying with his emotions and using him as the tragic subject of her art, a book of photographs. Once in New York, and still at the job that he hates, he begins to pursue her shamelessly, and she treats him very coldly. He claims she convinces him to move to New York, although there doesn’t seem to be any evidence to support this. After they have sex, he falls in love with her, although she seems lukewarm at best towards him. He starts looking for a way out on one business trip to New York, he meets Aisling, a beautiful, young photographer’s assistant. He buys a house there and ends up getting stuck, realizing that he hates this job, as well as Midwesterners. He works on improving his career, eventually moving to Saint Lacroix, Minnesota to do so. The narrator enters into AA, finds a stable job as an advertising executive, and stays away from women for five years.
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