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We re forced into absurd lives, against which the only sane response is to wage a guerrilla operation of humor and lust and madness Chinaski BukowskiI just finished, with a sour taste in my mouth, Bukowski s Women, infamously making many of the Worst Misogynist Novels of All Time lists, but maybe in part because I am a masochist and because it just happened to pop up on my audio tape queue and had some time to drive and listen , I jumped right back in to Bukowski, into the novel that catapulted this former postal worker to fame infamy A quick comparison Women 1978 is mostly sad, woman after woman, without apology or shame The events of that book describe the time after Chinaski Bukowski Chinaski is Bukowksi s fictional alter ego begins to get famous, with opportunities for an unsatisfying parade of women Both books have lots of women, booze, and gambling, but in Post Office there are places of real regret and sorrow, and a little joy There shumor, genuinely funny spot on meditations anecdotes about the absurdities of working at the post office that anyone who has ever worked a shitty job can relate to there s a divorce, there s the death of Betty, his old girlfriend, who visits him before she dies I met Betty on the street I saw you with that bitch a while back She s not your kind of woman None of them are And none of them actually seem to be, though he is constantly looking for, or at least settling for, sex But try as they may, he and Betty can t recreate the early magic of their relationship It was sad, it was sad, it was sad When Betty came back we didn t sing or laugh, or even argue We sat drinking in the dark, smoking cigarettes, and when we went to sleep, I didn t put my feet on her body or she on mine like we used to We slept without touching We had both been robbed Elsewhere, he speaks a kind of gutter truth Lady, how the hell do I know who you are or I am or anybody is In Women there are far fewer insights such as these, such as they are, anguished But he grieves his losses here in a way he does not, or does far far less, in Women And later in this one he and Fay have a daughter, which is a gift for him though it is not the focus of the book in any way, and that happiness doesn t seem to last forever, either These events of ordinary joy and loss seem to humanize Bukowski a bit, though we aren t talking sainthood here Bukowski is always Bukowski I put on some bacon and eggs and celebrated with an extra quart of beer He s a pretty lovable and charming guy at times we connect to especially through our shared experience of terrible jobs, doing the same thing over and over again, his humorous self deprecation nihilism, and bad relationships Oh, he s often a crabby, irascible asshole, but as he says in a longer meditation on the subject What s wrong with assholes, baby Indeed, what s wrong with them Post Office is pretty funny at times, wincingly funny, and very entertainingly written. My first affair with Bukowski I found this book while substitute teaching a group of tranquil 12th graders I picked up the book, began reading, and couldn t believe that this book was allowed in a classroom Luckily the students had no interest whatsoever in the book, so I had it all to my evil self The book is hilarious I read it in an afternoon I became that crazy person in a coffee shop cackling over her book The sentences are short and sharp The protagonist has no regard for anything He is a fucked up womanizer, but I still love it The juxtaposition between his attitude and the solemnity demanded by the UNITED STATES POSTAL SERVICE is too much I almost died Plus, Bukowski s use of capitalization is genius I know he s fucked up, but I love him so. @Free Ebook ⚧ Post Office ì It Began As A Mistake By Middle Age, Henry Chinaski Has Lost Than Twelve Years Of His Life To The US Postal Service In A World Where His Three True, Bitter Pleasures Are Women, Booze, And Racetrack Betting, He Somehow Drags His Hangover Out Of Bed Every Dawn To Lug Waterlogged Mailbags Up Mud Soaked Mountains, Outsmart Vicious Guard Dogs, And Pray To Survive The Day To Day Trials Of Sadistic Bosses And Certifiable CoworkersThis ClassicNovel The One That Catapulted Its Author To National Fame Is The Perfect Introduction To The Grimly Hysterical World Of Legendary Writer, Poet, And Dirty Old Man Charles Bukowski And His Fictional Alter Ego, Chinaski Why is reading Bukowski so muchenjoyable when you ve been drinking Easy because everything s muchenjoyable when you ve been drinking.Still, for however much the man s life and writing was informed by the bottle, it was informed by a lot of other things as well, and working for the U.S Postal Service from the early 1950s to the late 1960s was one of them This is the book where Bukowski explains how he fell into his career as mail carrier and later mail clerk , why he stuck with the job for as long as he did, and everything that eventually forced him to quit It began as a mistake, he tells us at the outset Doesn t everything, though Our parents get together mistake 1 , we re conceived mistake 2, sometimes also mistake 1 , we re not aborted mistake 3 , and then the rest of our lives an unending succession of mistakes Luckily for us, it DOES end eventually, but in between it s nothing but trial and error What keeps us going is the knowledge that for all our fuck ups, it is precisely these mistakes that teach us how to live, what we love and what we loathe, our aspirations and our aversions.Bukowski knew this, which is why he wrote the sort of stuff he did, and why it resonates so well with so many Admittedly, he wasn t the most sophisticated of writers He does a lottelling than showing, although the tales he tells show us quite a bit about the absurdities of modern life, the insanities we re so often driven to, and all the myriad ways in which we choose to cope Post Office is no exception I would read it if I were you, but then again, if I were you I d probably kill myself Or maybe I d just grab a bottle and try to live for tonight instead Cheers ForBukowski It began as a mistakeNo writer has written about the hoodlums, the lowlifes, the lost souls, the unemployed, the castaways etc etcbeautifully than Bukowski He hasn t pitied them, like Dickens would He hasn t detested them either He has made us live their lives talk their talk, walk their walk.The charm of this book lies in the relentless attachment of Chinaski to the US Postal Service, as he puts in thankless hours on the trot in pursuit of a life drowned in alcohol, cigarettes, race horses and obviously women.BackgroundThe novel is a semi autobiographical account of Bukowski s years working as a carrier and sorter for the United States Postal Service, the novel is dedicated to nobody Post Office introduces Bukowski s autobiographical alter ego, Henry Chinaski It covers the period of Bukowski s life from about 1952 to his resignation from the United States Postal Service three years later, to his return in 1958 and then to his final resignation in 1969 During this time, Chinaski Bukowski worked as a mail carrier for a number of years After a brief hiatus, in which he supported himself by gambling at horse races, he returned to the post office to work as a sorterWhat s wrong with assholes, babyJane Cooney Baker, the love of Bukowski s life, is mentioned in the text as Betty Bukowski s first wife, Barbara Frye is portrayed as Joyce, a wealthy nymphomaniac. Mickey Rourke and Faye Dunaway in the film Barfly Dunaway s character Wanda was based on Jane Cooney Baker. In the morning it was morning and I was still alive.Maybe I ll write a novel, I thought.And then I didIn December 1969, John Martin founded Black Sparrow Press in order to publish Bukowski s writing, offering him 100 per month for life on condition that Bukowski would quit working for the post office and write full time for Black Sparrow Bukowski agreed three weeks later, he had written Post Office.Note Trigger warnings for rape and misogyny. Thank you for registering to BarBud Ever wandered into a bar, hoping to meet a fellow to philosophize with deep into the night, only to find yourself alone with a student bartender who simply doesn t have it in him yet Ever wanted to approach that old lonely drunk staring into his glass, so deeply lost in his thoughts that you dare not disturb him Ever wanted to talk nonsense with a sleazy, voluptuous barfly, laugh and kiss and stroke and fuck and drink and drink and fuck and smoke and drink and sleep and drink, but found no such willing individual during your outings Can t find someone with whom to share the drink Billy Joel called loneliness The times they are a changing BarBud is here to help Based on your preferences, we will find the perfect selection of bar buddies for you, right in your neighbourhood Get yourself your favorite drink and let s get crackin.Gender preference IrrelevantMotivation The romantic tension that comes with meeting a strange lady in a bar will potentially crowd out any other thoughts in my mind, effectively reducing my conversational skills and potential for philosophical questing, but if she doesn t mind me just paying for her drinks and hearing her out and not have any of the romantic stuff happen that s fine by me Also, my girlfriend is watching over my shoulder as I m filling out this form Just to make clear that sad, dirty old men are just as welcome Political views No strong onesMotivation I aim to find someone to get along with, not someone who bores and aggravates me all at once.Favorite drink IrrelevantMotivation I ll drink anything, as long as it s much of it Interests Women, the little things, personal anecdotesMotivation I like hearing about a guy s romantic conquests Even when they re exaggerated and unbelievable, it s nice to compare notes or just be happy for the guy By the little things I mean the stuff that s easy to hide but shouldn t be Little physical ailments, little frustrations, little reasons to smile, little reasons to complain, the little things that fill a day and make a person And personal anecdotes to add color and context to the BarBud I want to know where he works, where he sleeps, his favorite swearwords used to coat around his soft nature I want him to complain in a way that makes me laugh I want to see his eyes glaze over with sadness and disappointment I want him to regale me with stories of the strange people he s met in his life, the people who made him happy, who made him sad, who brought out his kindness and generous spirit, who made him violent and who made him despair I want to hear about his bad days at work and his good days in the bedroom I want to get to know my BarBud, the good and the really bad I want to be the guy who understands him, pats him on the back, reassure him he s a good bloke no matter what the people in corner of the bar are saying about him and buy him a couple of drinks Level happiness Low Medium lowMotivation I can see happy people on TV and Facebook all the time Their stories mostly sound all the same I think there s a famous book that starts with that kind of wisdom My BarBud should be able to tell me which one, because I forget these things Level of education IrrelevantMotivation We ll be meeting in a bar, not some fancy shmancy conference, so that the university of life stuff should do Only my BarBud shouldn t mention that clich or I ll kick him in the teeth and ask him to thank me for a free lesson Submit CalculatingWe have found 1 match Charles Bukowski, also known as Henry Chinaski Do not disturb before 5pm He used to be spotted in several bars, around the post office, at the racetrack or in his moldy appartment, but since he s dead now we recommend looking for him at the library In fact, we highly recommend it Be sure to bring him with you on your next visit to the bar, it s where he truly shines. I enjoyed thisthan I expected and in some way,than I think I should Hank Chinaski describes a littlethan a decade of his life He is intelligent, but mostly lives the life of a loser too much booze menial work, mostly in the eponymous post office bad relationships bunking off work betting on horsesbooze etc It is all somewhat detached his daughter is the girl , even though he knew as long as I could see the girl I would be all right , but such detachment is necessary for him to survive his lifestyle, especially the times when he is hurt.Amorality Redeemed by HumourDespite his general lack of moral compass or consideration of such matters, and the dreadful way he treats some women, it is a compellingly written story, with a wonderful irreverent wit than won me over, rather as an indulgent adult overlooks the worst excesses of a naughty child At times it appears like a rambling stream of consciousness, but I think that is a chimera and that it is actually a carefully crafted story.BathosThe opening line is, It began as a mistake , section two opens, Meanwhile, things went on and the book closes with, Maybe I ll write a novel I thought And then I did Wonderful bathos.When job hunting, The first place smelled like work, so I took the second and much of the humour comes from work, especially satirising the bureaucracy of the post office supervisors and colleagues who are variously incompetent, sadistic and playing the system It s not just bureaucracy, but full control, bordering on brainwashing at one point, they are told Each letter you stick beyond duty helps defeat the Russians Targets and training are rigorous and a nurse does spot checks on anyone off sick, yet those who miss targets get compulsory counselling as well as disciplinary chits When trying to learn the routes, Chinaski comes up with a variant of traditional memory techniques, but instead of visualising ordinary people and objects along the route, his islike a series of orgies Like many administratively burdened institutions, You had to fill outpapers to get out than to get in , but before he leaves, Chinaski has one victory a small fire from cigar ash heralds the introduction of ash trays I had all by myself revolutionised the postal system , which I m sure would be an epitaph he d be happy with.PoignantDespite the light touch, Chinaski isn t immune from hurt, grief and introspection We slept without touching We had both been robbed and How the hell do I know who you are or I am or anybody is Nevertheless, dirt and depravity notwithstanding, the overall tone is humorous.Insane but Never Dull Early on Chinaski realises the streets were full of insane and dull people he is probably the former, but certainly never the latter. Allow me to introduce you to HENRY CHARLES HANK CHINASKI Monumental asshole and perpetual slob Self destructive alcoholic Insincerely servile and unrepentantly sarcastic Void of ambition Unpleasant, crass, cynical, womanising jerk Spends his time propping up bars or losing a small fortune at the racetrack or brawling or f king the latter with a claim he s an expert Never have I come across a character that is just so disgraceful a sad, lousy, pathetic bastard The opening line of Post Office isIt began as a mistakeI hoped the mistake was not mine in deciding to read this novel The novel s narrator is Henry Hank Chinaski, a middle aged alcoholic, willing to buck any system, void of ambition, yet exhibiting superior intellect and reasoning In his youth, Hank worked in slaughterhouses, crossed the country on a railroad track gang, worked in a dog biscuit factory, slept on park benches, and worked nickel and dime jobs in a dozen cities He tells his story after waking up from a terrible drinking spree.During one christmas season, after hearing from a drunk that the Post Office would hire damned near anybody to deliver the mail , Hank applies and is successful at securing a delivery job as a temp Oh but hang on a minute it s not just mail that Hank is interested in deliveringI think it was my second day as a Christmas temp that this big woman came out and walked around with me as I delivered letters What I mean by big was that her ass was big and her tits were big and that she was big in all the right places She seemed a bit crazy but I kept looking at her body and I didn t care.She talked and talked and talked Then it came out Her husband was an officer on an island far away and she got lonely, you know, and lived in this little house in back all by herself What little house I asked.She wrote the address on a piece of paper I m lonely too, I said, I ll come by and we ll talk tonight I was shacked but the shackjob was gone half the time, off somewhere, and I was lonely all right I was lonely for that big ass standing beside me All right, she said, see you tonight She was a good one all right, she was a good lay but like all lays after the third or fourth night I began to lose interest and didn t go back.But I couldn t help thinking, god, all these mailmen do is drop in their letters and get laid This is the job for me, oh yes yes yesAre you getting the picture here, my fellow GR readers But while Hank is interested in the ladies, dogs are interested in HankLet me tell you about the dogs It was one of those 100 degree days and I was running along, sweating, sick, delirious, hungover I stopped at a small apartment house with the box downstairs along the front pavement I popped it open with my key There wasn t a sound Then I felt something jamming its way into my crotch It moved way up there I looked around and there was a German Shepherd, full grown, with his nose halfway up my ass With one snap of his jaws he could rip off my balls I decided that those people were not going to get their mail that day, and maybe never get any mail again Man, I mean he worked that nose in there SNUFF SNUFF SNUFFGet outta there It wasn t just private houses where Hank delivered the mail Businesses were also included on his run, including the local Roman Catholic ChurchI went around to the side of the church and found a stairway going down I went in through an open door Do you know what I saw A row of toilets And showers But it was dark All the lights were out How in hell can they expect a man to find a mailbox in the dark Then I saw the light switch I threw the thing and the lights in the church went on, inside and out I walked into the next room and there were priests robes spread out on the table There was a bottle of wine.For Christ s sake, I thought, who in hell but me would ever get caught in a scene like this I picked up the bottle of wine, had a good drag, left the letters on the robes, and walked back to the showers and toilets I turned off the lights and took a shit in the dark and smoked a cigarette I thought about taking a shower but I could see the headlines MAILMAN CAUGHT DRINKING THE BLOOD OF GOD AND TAKING A SHOWER, NAKED, IN ROMAN CATHOLIC CHURCHThanks for your contribution , Hank Post Office is broken down into six distinct parts that recounts Hank s life as a succession of boring interludes over a fourteen year period of employment in the postal service The plot moves along on the intensity and energy of various crises involving Hank and his supervisors, coworkers, and lovers He is a typical picaresque hero, the rogue who satirizes his authoritative supervisors His tone is consistently cynical, he drinks excessively, and he appears to positively avoid success or happiness or comfort, preferring to subsist in penury and even misery He s a congenital loser trapped in a dead end profession from which he can derive no personal satisfaction, yet possessed of enough self awareness to recognize the absurdity of his situation It is widely reported that Hank is, in fact, the author s Charles Bukowski alter ego and that is why the novel is written straight from the hip in unambiguous, accessible prose Charles Bukowski I swear I had this image of Hank when I was reading Post Office The novel sheds light on Bukowski s life during the period from 1952 and until he resigned from his job at the post office in 1955, before returning to his position in 1958, where he continued to work until 1969 One never knows just where Bukowski s life ends and Hank s life begins It is widely written that Bukowski too led a reckless life his relationships with women and his world, which was full of gambling at horse races, booze, sex, homelessness, postal service, and crazy events, were full of black comedy at times and yet deeply tragic at others This unfolds as Hank recounts his history of working at the post office.The closing lines of Post Office are as brilliant as the opening and one gets a sense here that this was Bukowski speaking through Hank again, during a life affirming momentIn the morning it was morning and I was still alive.Maybe I ll write a novel, I thought.And then I didIt was not a mistake to read this book I m glad I did I went through the gamut of emotions, including laughing at the moments of levity I recommend Post Office with caveats If easily offended by language then think twice about reading it Looking at the big picture, this is an insightful and thought provoking story about a working man trying to survive the day to day A classic read. is it just me, or does reading bukowski make you want to listen to tom waits, too finished post office last night and this morning listened to small change on the train here are the opening lyrics to I Can t Wait to Get Off Work And See My Baby on Montgomery Avenue I don t mind working, cause I used to be jerking off most of my time in bars, I ve been a cabbie and a stock clerk and a soda fountain jock jerk And a manic mechanic on cars It s nice work if you can get it, now who the hell said it I got money to spend on my gal, But the work never stops, and I ll be busting my chops Working for Joe and Sal And I can t wait to get off work and see my baby, She said she d leave the porch light on for me I m disheveled and I m disdainful and I m distracted and it s painful Bukowski was once an idol of mine I ve since grown up He took himself too seriously while pretending that he didn t And he was practically talentless He had spunk and a surprising surprising because of all the booze work ethic but an ultimately boring sense of humor His words are like what Hemingway would have thrown away Bukowski was America s greatest one trick pony Or perhaps that s giving him too much credit He might have had only half a trick, like that uncle of ours who used to steal our noses After a while, it s not even worth trying to get your nose back You just want your uncle to pass out so he ll stop bothering you.