One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest

by Ken Kesey

But it’s the truth even if it didn’t happen.

What the Chronics are—or most of us—are machines with flaws inside that can’t be repaired, flaws born in, or flaws beat in over so many years of the guy running head-on into solid things that by the time the hospital found him he was bleeding rust in some vacant lot.

it’s like an old clock that won’t tell time but won’t stop neither,

“This world . . . belongs to the strong, my friend! The ritual of our existence is based on the strong getting stronger by devouring the weak.

A man go around lettin’ a woman whup him down till he can’t laugh anymore, and he loses one of the biggest edges he’s got on his side. First thing you know he’ll begin to think she’s tougher than he is and—”

This is… interesting . The way that gender seems to be a factor here.

couldn’t get it up over old frozen face in there even if she had the beauty of Marilyn Monroe.”

The idea that sex appeal matters here is odd and recurring. I get that the main antagonist is a woman, but why is her physical appearance brought into this CONSTANTLY. Same with any other women, namely breasts, breast size on every woman is mentioned… just why