Thomas Pynchon Quote
Some days it seems like every lowlife in town has Tail ’Em and Nail ’Em on their grease-stained Rolodex. A number of phone messages have piled up on the answering machine, breathers, telemarketers, even a few calls to do with tickets currently active. After some triage on the playback, Maxine returns an anxious call from a whistle-blower at a snack-food company over in Jersey which has been secretly negotiating with ex-employees of Krispy Kreme for the illegal purchase of top-secret temperature and humidity settings on the donut purveyor’s proof box, along with equally classified photos of the donut extruder, which however now seem to be Polaroids of auto parts taken years ago in Queens, Photoshopped and whimsically at that. I’m beginning to think something’s funny about this deal, her contact’s voice trembling a little, maybe not even legit. Maybe, Trevor, because it’s a criminal act under Title 18? It’s an FBI sting operation! Trevor screams. Why would the FBI— Duh-uh? Krispy Kreme? On behalf of their brothers in law enforcement at all levels? All right. I’ll talk to them at the Bergen County DA, maybe they’ve heard something— Wait, wait, somebody’s coming, now they saw me, oh! maybe I better— The line goes dead. Always happens.
Some days it seems like every lowlife in town has Tail ’Em and Nail ’Em on their grease-stained Rolodex. A number of phone messages have piled up on the answering machine, breathers, telemarketers, even a few calls to do with tickets currently active. After some triage on the playback, Maxine returns an anxious call from a whistle-blower at a snack-food company over in Jersey which has been secretly negotiating with ex-employees of Krispy Kreme for the illegal purchase of top-secret temperature and humidity settings on the donut purveyor’s proof box, along with equally classified photos of the donut extruder, which however now seem to be Polaroids of auto parts taken years ago in Queens, Photoshopped and whimsically at that. I’m beginning to think something’s funny about this deal, her contact’s voice trembling a little, maybe not even legit. Maybe, Trevor, because it’s a criminal act under Title 18? It’s an FBI sting operation! Trevor screams. Why would the FBI— Duh-uh? Krispy Kreme? On behalf of their brothers in law enforcement at all levels? All right. I’ll talk to them at the Bergen County DA, maybe they’ve heard something— Wait, wait, somebody’s coming, now they saw me, oh! maybe I better— The line goes dead. Always happens.
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About Thomas Pynchon
Hailing from Long Island, Pynchon served two years in the United States Navy and earned an English degree from Cornell University. After publishing several short stories in the late 1950s and early 1960s, he began composing the novels for which he is best known: V. (1963), The Crying of Lot 49 (1966), and Gravity's Rainbow (1973). Rumors of a historical novel about Charles Mason and Jeremiah Dixon had circulated as early as the 1980s; the novel, Mason & Dixon, was published in 1997 to critical acclaim. His 2009 novel Inherent Vice was adapted into a feature film by Paul Thomas Anderson in 2014. Pynchon is notoriously reclusive from the media; few photographs of him have been published, and rumors about his location and identity have circulated since the 1960s. Pynchon's most recent novel, Bleeding Edge, was published in 2013.