Le Stranjar

It was about your mom getting drunk with me and wandering the streets until we find a supermarket that's open at 3AM and she buys two plastic containers of almonds and eats them in handfuls and then sucks my cock and there's almonds in my pubes

It's about how the sun's bright and shit and that Camus fucked up like Hugo.

Hugo made a somewhat similar short story with Le Dernier Jour d'un condamné where of a man who was sent to prison for an unspecified crime and then got killed. We see him slowly lose faith and the will to live until his final moments to the guillotine. The problem is that because we don't know whether he's innocent or not, even if he's most likely a criminal since not even his daughter gives a shit about him nor does he proclaim innocence. We don't care if the world treats him like shit because we don't know anything about him. We can't sympathize or pity him.

With L'Etranger, we don't know whether the sun made him shoot by accident or whether he was so nihilistic he just shot that Arab without a single care. It's purposefully vague and unexplained which is why I don't care if shit happens to him.
It's more a funny book on how acting like a weirdo can make all of society fuck reality and the truth.

This is why the Trial is a better book. It's less about the person and more about the bullshit bureaucracy. And the reason why it doesn't matter to know if Joseph committed a crime because everyone is guilty of something, so it doesn't even matter to try and fight.

Meursault is my fav character for sure because my fav thing in books is mundane events, and his book is full to the brim of it. Every chapter is like one of those novelty pet rocks, you open the book & POP you get a face fulla boredom and you fall back asleep. The mad mind, the crack genius, to do it! and then you think hmmm whats he gonna do next, this great mind, and you pick the book back up and BLAM you get a shot to the face and Hahahahahah you've been shot again by old Meursault, that card. "Woops, I was looking at the sun!" he says, half-conscious. Watch him as he takes his mom's corpse and displays her for you- left, right, center- "you think she died today? Or yesterday???" Pulls out a calendar. "Ah!" Hand to naughty mouth. And you're on your ass again getting sleepy as his head snaps on the guillotine and rolls off right.

he fucked his bitch then he shot some sucker

it's actually my favourite book

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It's about how zionist soldiers shoot innocent arabs and no one should criticize them because nothing matters

Absurdist piece on why society is garbage.
My problem with it is Meursault is that he feels contrarian for the sake of it.
The first pseud-hipster faggot.
He may as well have tipped his fedora at the fucking chaplain.