Fitzgerald, now successful and happy, remains emotionally vulnerable and he explains why in Dirtbag. My brother who was apparently physically abused by my mother who was an undiagnosed manic depressive, herself the victim of shock treatments, moved to northern Maine in his twenties and never came back, not even for the funerals of our parents. Of course, this is the age of victimhood, isn’t it? Who among us hasn’t suffered or been attacked or abused or victimized? I have. If you find yourself nodding along with that sentiment, and you are in the market for life lessons, this is the book for you. In the concluding chapter, Fitzgerald tells us: “My hope is that you’ll take one thing away from all this, maybe the only life lesson I’ve learned: Do not put off acknowledging your pain.” The suffering.” So, Fitzgerald is rewarding us by sharing his pain. “At some point, if we’ve grown close, I’ll reward you by breaking down and crying over dinner, detailing the pain. “You might come her Sunday on a whim, / Say your life broke down.” ( Degrees of Gray in Philipsburg). He responded to his past the way a lot of comedians respond to their pain, with a kind of cynical humor. Hugo remained humble and surprised at his late life success and happiness and his past lent him a level of gravitas.
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