In fact, the "cocktail of pity and guilt and dread" from which he chronically suffers confirms, for him, his moral rectitude and egalitarian life philosophy.Īdelle Waldman is less convinced of his blamelessness but nevertheless sympathetic to the plight of both men and women, even preening and self-absorbed ones who partake in the skewed sexual economy without acknowledging their complicity in its making. He never deliberately scorns the women he beds, impregnates or dates, sometimes, for years at a time. And if he happens to be flummoxed by one aggrieved ex after another in the neighbourhood, well, isn't that simply further testament to his conscience shaped by a "post-feminist, 1980s childhood and politically correct, 1990s college education"? The question is much on Nate's mind, though, as a thirtysomething writer on such ponderous topics as the "commodification of conscience", he tends to come at it rhetorically. As a resident of Brooklyn, the hipster hub increasingly gentrified by "faux-dives, hip restaurants" and beautiful editorial assistants to Very Important Magazines,Nate is surrounded by like-minded literati. N athaniel (Nate) Piven – a Harvard graduate and budding cultural critic basking in the glory of a book contract he's just landed – is not someone who, in the parlance of less liberal-minded and more licentious men, likes to "hit it and quit it" when it comes to women.
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