One Flew Over The Cuckoo's Nest
MY FAVOURITE BOOK-FC1
My love for reading can be traced to the first visit to College street with my grandfather. With consequent visits in consequent years, I have collected and read quite a few books. One book that has left a indelible imprint on my mind is One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey. The book began with a boisterous Mcmurphy swaggering into the ward of a mental institution and taking it quite by storm. McMurphy rallied the other patients around him by challenging the dictatorship of Nurse Ratched. But this defiance, which started as a sport, soon developed into a grim struggle, an all-out war between two relentless opponents: Nurse Ratched, backed by the full power of authority, and McMurphy, who had only his own indomitable will. What happened when Nurse Ratched used her ultimate weapon against McMurphy provided the story's shocking climax
I like the book because the ingenious simplicity of Kesey’s narrative approach conducted its dramatic business with an unabashed, cartoon-stroked theatricality almost entirely within the intense confines of its sanitarium, apart from a fishing jaunt that gave me a welcome break from ideas of villains and happy ends. Also I realized the brilliance of Kesey’s sanitarium serving as a multiple microcosm for society; it’s military barracks, prison cellblock, schools, households and every other socio-political structure of our existence. With every reread, it seemed more relevant than ever, the oppressive forces it mutinied against having only gotten more immersive and influential in our lives in the 21st century as fulfilling the novel’s vision of weaponized medication: “Miltowns! Thorazines! Libriums! Stelazines! … Tranquilizing all of us completely out of existence. But more than all, today I call it my favourite book because it made me think. questions of the nature and effectiveness of science, medicine and treatment, definition of craziness and if it can be rendered and remedied ,representation of two
My love for reading can be traced to the first visit to College street with my grandfather. With consequent visits in consequent years, I have collected and read quite a few books. One book that has left a indelible imprint on my mind is One Flew Over The Cuckoo’s Nest by Ken Kesey. The book began with a boisterous Mcmurphy swaggering into the ward of a mental institution and taking it quite by storm. McMurphy rallied the other patients around him by challenging the dictatorship of Nurse Ratched. But this defiance, which started as a sport, soon developed into a grim struggle, an all-out war between two relentless opponents: Nurse Ratched, backed by the full power of authority, and McMurphy, who had only his own indomitable will. What happened when Nurse Ratched used her ultimate weapon against McMurphy provided the story's shocking climax
I like the book because the ingenious simplicity of Kesey’s narrative approach conducted its dramatic business with an unabashed, cartoon-stroked theatricality almost entirely within the intense confines of its sanitarium, apart from a fishing jaunt that gave me a welcome break from ideas of villains and happy ends. Also I realized the brilliance of Kesey’s sanitarium serving as a multiple microcosm for society; it’s military barracks, prison cellblock, schools, households and every other socio-political structure of our existence. With every reread, it seemed more relevant than ever, the oppressive forces it mutinied against having only gotten more immersive and influential in our lives in the 21st century as fulfilling the novel’s vision of weaponized medication: “Miltowns! Thorazines! Libriums! Stelazines! … Tranquilizing all of us completely out of existence. But more than all, today I call it my favourite book because it made me think. questions of the nature and effectiveness of science, medicine and treatment, definition of craziness and if it can be rendered and remedied ,representation of two