By Anthony Burgess
During this nightmare imaginative and prescient of a not-too-distant destiny, fifteen-year-old Alex and his 3 associates rob, rape, torture and homicide - for enjoyable. Alex is jailed for his vicious crimes and the country undertakes to reform him - yet how and at what fee?
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Anyway, I shivered. But old Dim, as soon as he’d slooshied this dollop of song like a lomtick of redhot meat plonked on your plate, let off one of his vulgarities, which in this case was a lip-trump followed by a dog-howl followed by two fingers pronging twice at the air followed by a clowny guffaw. I felt myself all of a fever and like drowning in redhot blood, slooshying and viddying Dim’s vulgarity, and I said: “Bastard. ” Then I leaned across Georgie, who was between me and horrible Dim, and fisted Dim skorry on the rot.
I met your mother, yes. She said something about a pain somewhere. ” “A rather intolerable pain in the head, brother, sir,” I said in my gentleman’s goloss. ” “Or certainly by this evening, yes,” said P. R. Deltoid. “The evening is the great time, isn’t it, Alex boy? Sit,” he said, “sit, sit,” as though this was his domy and me his guest. And he sat in this starry rocking-chair of my dad’s and began rocking, as if that was all he had come for. I said: “A cup of the old chai, sir? ” “No time,” he said.
I don’t care much for these nasty insinuations. ” “They’ve been in here all night, lads,” the old sharps started to creech out. “God bless them, there’s no better lot of boys living for kindness and generosity. Been here all the time they have. ” “We’re only asking,” said the other young millicent. ” But they gave us the nasty warning look before they went out. As they were going out we handed them a bit of lip-music: brrrrzzzzrrrr. But, myself, I couldn’t help a bit of disappointment at things as they were those days.