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In search of Kerouac

By JAMES PARKER  |  August 29, 2007

Very American, this place, very Lowell: a counterfeit of old Europe, cheap-smelling and with a huge profane green dumpster only yards away but saturated still with its own queer sincerity. Here Jack and his mother made many devout and murmuring stops on walks to and from their home in Pawtucketville. Still in use — a man who looks like Tony Soprano is praying before the Second Station of the Cross as I arrive — but not in good shape at all, the fake grotto has been made mysterious by decrepitude. The great cross in particular is in a wild state of rot. Look up — white paint is flaking from the form of Christ. Stains and tear trails of oxidation. The Savior has rusty kneecaps! And I light a candle for my family here and elsewhere, pull from my pocket the beads that have been there all day and say a rosary for the soul of old Jack Kerouac the miserable, self-crucified in the USA and lifted in pieces to heaven from Lowell, Lowell, Lowell.

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In search of Kerouac
I was born and raised in Lowell. It's hard to imagine that On The Road is 50 years old. Kerouac has risen to be a cultural hero, but why? He drunk himself to death, lived his life hopelessly stoned, and his contribution to literature is a series of babbling nonsense. For the life of me, I can't see anything of lasting value that came out of the "beat" movement. Well, it DID add to Lowell's tourist income... The French-Canadian neighborhoods that Kerouac wrote aobut are gone, replaced by pavement and Cambodian neighborhoods. Where is his relevance today? Everyone who grew up in Lowell read his stuff, the one I enjoyed most was Doctor Sax, which described Lowell through his eyes. My interest in it was limited to descriptions of the city in days gone by, not his "streaming conciousness" nonsense. Why do we make this man a cultural icon, when he was basically a drunken tramp?
By Ian Donnis on 09/04/2007 at 2:12:35

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