Alrighty then...

Well, I still haven't finished it, but here's my post for what it's worth. At this point in the novel, I am fairly annoyed with the main character. She seems like a silly girl who has no purpose in life but to cry about the lost beauty of a forgone era without attempting to understand what beauty there may be in the transformed, industrialized society. This may be what the "beakishness rant" was about, but I left my hardcopy of "Fuck you's" comments at the lab. I don't see the "cunt-hate" in Mellors, but maybe I need to read more. I think he exhibits the same desperation for soulful human contact as Lady C, and that is their connection. Both of them know that this is the reason for their relationship, which perhaps give them a reason to resent it.