“Related or unrelated, if it was a fact, I knew it. Important or unimportant, whether the amount of coffee grown in Brazil last year, or the weight of Trotsky’s brain, I deal with facts.”
— Neal Cassady, in a letter to Allen Ginsberg
When I read this, it struck me as a brick and mortar incarnation of William Carlos Williams’ edict: “No ideas but in things.”
I just finished William Plummer’s biography of Neal Cassady, “The Holy Goof.” Great read. Cassady is one of those figures who always fascinated me. On one hand, he was this brilliant Beat cyclone who didn’t waste his time writing about life. He was too busy living it. On the other, he was a piece of crap who treated women terribly and often took advantage of his friends.
“The Holy Goof” does a good job of presenting both Cassadys, but it’s clearly a sympathetic bio. If you’re interested in Cassady, Kerouac and/or Kesey, this is worth checking out.
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