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Author: Junot Diaz
Original Title: The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao
Book Format: Hardcover
Number Of Pages: 335 pages
First Published in: September 6th 2007
Latest Edition: September 6th 2007
Language: English
Awards: Pulitzer Prize for Fiction (2008), Anisfield-Wolf Book Award (2008), Massachusetts Book Award for Fiction (2008), Dayton Literary Peace Prize for Fiction (2008), National Book Critics Circle Award for Fiction (2007)
Main Characters: Oscar de Leon, Lola de Leon, Hypatia Belicia 'Beli' Cabral de Leon, La Inca, Yunior de Las Casas
category: fiction, contemporary, magical realism, novels
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fromThe Brief WondrousLife of Oscar WaobyJunot Díaz“An extraordinarily vibrant book that’s fueled byandrenaline-powered prose.a book that decisivelyestablishes Junot Díaz as one of contemporary fiction’smost distinctive and irresistible new voices.”—Michiko Kakutani, New York TimesWinner of the Pulitzer Prize for Fiction.Oscar is a sweet but disastrously overweight ghettonerd who—from the New Jersey home he shares with his oldworld mother and rebellious sister—dreams of becoming theDominican J.R.R. Tolkien and, most of all, finding love. ButOscar may never get what he wants. Blame the fukú—a cursethat has haunted Oscar’s family for generations, followingthem on their epic journey from Santo Domingo to the USA.Encapsulating Dominican-American history, The BriefWondrous Life of Oscar Wao opens our eyes to an astonishing vision of the contemporary American experience andexplores the endless human capacity to persevere—and risk itall—in the name of love.127

oneGhettoNerd at theE n d o f t h e Wo r l d1974–1987the golden age23456789Our hero was not one of those Dominican cats everybody’salways going on about—he wasn’t no home-run hitter or a flybachatero, not a playboy with a million hots on his jock.And except for one period early in his life, dude never hadmuch luck with the females (how very un-Dominican of him).He was seven then.In those blessed days of his youth, Oscar was something ofa Casanova. One of those preschool loverboys who was alwaystrying to kiss the girls, always coming up behind them during amerengue and giving them the pelvic pump, the first nigger tolearn the perrito and the one who danced it any chance he got.Because in those days he was (still) a “normal” Dominican boyraised in a “typical” Dominican family, his nascent pimp-linesswas encouraged by blood and friends alike. During parties—and there were many many parties in those long-ago seventiesdays, before Washington Heights was Washington Heights,R129

Junot Díazt h e b r i e f w o n d r o u s l i f e of o s c a r w a obefore the Bergenline became a straight shot of Spanish foralmost a hundred blocks—some drunk relative inevitablypushed Oscar onto some little girl and then everyone wouldhowl as boy and girl approximated the hip-motism of theadults.You should have seen him, his mother sighed in her LastDays. He was our little Porfirio Rubirosa.4All the other boys his age avoided the girls like they were abad case of Captain Trips. Not Oscar. The little guy loved himself the females, had “girlfriends” galore. (He was a stout kid,heading straight to fat, but his mother kept him nice in haircutsand clothes, and before the proportions of his head changedhe’d had these lovely flashing eyes and these cute-ass cheeks,visible in all his pictures.) The girls—his sister Lola’s friends, hismother’s friends, even their neighbor, Mari Colón, a thirtysomething postal employee who wore red on her lips and4. In the forties and fifties, Porfirio Rubirosa—or Rubi, as he was known in thepapers—was the third-most-famous Dominican in the world (first came theFailed Cattle Thief, and then the Cobra Woman herself, María Montez). A tall,debonair prettyboy whose “enormous phallus created havoc in Europe and NorthAmerica,” Rubirosa was the quintessential jet-setting car-racing polo-obsessedplayboy, the Trujillato’s “happy side” (for he was indeed one of Trujillo’s bestknown minions). A part-time former model and dashing man-about-town,Rubirosa famously married Trujillo’s daughter Flor de Oro in 1932, and eventhough they were divorced five years later, in the Year of the Haitian Genocide,homeboy managed to remain in El Jefe’s good graces throughout the regime’s longrun. Unlike his ex-brother-in-law Ramfis (to whom he was frequently connected),Rubirosa seemed incapable of carrying out many murders; in 1935 he traveled toNew York to deliver El Jefe’s death sentence against the exile leader Angel Moralesbut fled before the botched assassination could take place. Rubi was the originalDominican Player, fucked all sorts of women—Barbara Hutton, Doris Duke (whohappened to be the richest woman in the world), the French actress DanielleDarrieux, and Zsa Zsa Gabor—to name but a few. Like his pal Ramfis, Porfiriodied in a car crash, in 1965, his twelve-cylinder Ferrari skidding off a road in theBois de Boulogne. (Hard to overstate the role cars play in our narrative.)R130

The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao13walked like she had a bell for an ass—all purportedly fell forhim. Ese muchacho está bueno! (Did it hurt that he was earnestand clearly attention-deprived? Not at all!) In the DR duringsummer visits to his family digs in Baní he was the worst, wouldstand in front of Nena Inca’s house and call out to passingwomen—Tú eres guapa! Tú eres guapa!—until a Seventh-dayAdventist complained to his grandmother and she shut downthe hit parade lickety-split. Muchacho del diablo! This is not acabaret!It truly was a Golden Age for Oscar, one that reached itsapotheosis in the fall of his seventh year, when he had two littlegirlfriends at the same time, his first and only ménage à trois.With Maritza Chacón and Olga Polanco.Maritza was Lola’s friend. Long-haired and prissy and sopretty she could have played young Dejah Thoris. Olga, on theother hand, was no friend of the family. She lived in the houseat the end of the block that his mother complained aboutbecause it was filled with puertoricans who were always hangingout on their porch drinking beer. (What, they couldn’t havedone that in Coamo? Oscar’s mom asked crossly.) Olga had likeninety cousins, all who seemed to be named Hector or Luis orWanda. And since her mother was una maldita borracha (toquote Oscar’s mom), Olga smelled on some days of ass, which iswhy the kids took to calling her Mrs. Peabody.Mrs. Peabody or not, Oscar liked how quiet she was, howshe let him throw her to the ground and wrestle with her, theinterest she showed in his Star Trek dolls. Maritza was just plainbeautiful, no need for motivation there, always around too, and itwas just a stroke of pure genius that convinced him to kick it to131

Junot Díazt h e b r i e f w o n d r o u s l i f e of o s c a r w a othem both at once. At first he pretended that it was his numberone hero, Shazam, who wanted to date them. But after theyagreed he dropped all pretense. It wasn’t Shazam—it was Oscar.Those were more innocent days, so their relationshipamounted to standing close to each other at the bus stop, someundercover hand-holding, and twice kissing on the cheeks veryseriously, first Maritza, then Olga, while they were hidden fromthe street by some bushes. (Look at that little macho, hismother’s friends said. Que hombre.)The threesome only lasted a single beautiful week. One dayafter school Maritza cornered Oscar behind the swing set andlaid down the law, It’s either her or me! Oscar held Maritza’shand and talked seriously and at great length about his love forher and reminded her that they had agreed to share, but Maritzawasn’t having any of it. She had three older sisters, knew everything she needed to know about the possibilities of sharing.Don’t talk to me no more unless you get rid of her! Maritza, withher chocolate skin and narrow eyes, already expressing the Ogúnenergy that she would chop at everybody with for the rest of herlife. Oscar went home morose to his pre–Korean-sweatshop-eracartoons—to the Herculoids and Space Ghost. What’s wrong withyou? his mother asked. She was getting ready to go to her secondjob, the eczema on her hands looking like a messy meal that hadset. When Oscar whimpered, Girls, Moms de León nearlyexploded. Tú ta llorando por una muchacha? She hauled Oscarto his feet by his ear.Mami, stop it, his sister cried, stop it!She threw him to the floor. Dale un galletazo, she panted,then see if the little puta respects you.R132

The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao15If he’d been a different nigger he might have considered thegalletazo. It wasn’t just that he didn’t have no kind of father toshow him the masculine ropes, he simply lacked all aggressiveand martial tendencies. (Unlike his sister, who fought boys andpacks of morena girls who hated her thin nose and straightishhair.) Oscar had like a zero combat rating; even Olga and hertoothpick arms could have stomped him silly. Aggression andintimidation out of the question. So he thought it over. Didn’ttake him long to decide. After all, Maritza was beautiful andOlga was not; Olga sometimes smelled like pee and Maritza didnot. Maritza was allowed over their house and Olga was not. (Apuertorican over here? his mother scoffed. Jamás!) His logicas close to the yes/no math of insects as a nigger could get.He broke up with Olga the following day on the playground,Maritza at his side, and how Olga had cried! Shaking like a ragin her hand-me-downs and in the shoes that were four sizes toobig! Snots pouring out her nose and everything!In later years, after he and Olga had both turned intooverweight freaks, Oscar could not resist feeling the occasionalflash of guilt when he saw Olga loping across a street or staringblankly out near the New York bus stop, couldn’t stop himselffrom wondering how much his cold-as-balls breakup hadcontributed to her present fucked-upness. (Breaking up withher, he would remember, hadn’t felt like anything; even whenshe started crying, he hadn’t been moved. He’d said, No be ababy.)What had hurt, however, was when Maritza dumped him.Monday after he’d fed Olga to the dogs he arrived at the busstop with his beloved Planet of the Apes lunch box only to133

Junot Díazt h e b r i e f w o n d r o u s l i f e of o s c a r w a odiscover beautiful Maritza holding hands with butt-uglyNelson Pardo. Nelson Pardo who looked like Chaka from Landof the Lost ! Nelson Pardo who was so stupid he thought themoon was a stain that God had forgotten to clean. (He’ll get toit soon, he assured his whole class.) Nelson Pardo who wouldbecome the neighborhood B&E expert before joining theMarines and losing eight toes in the First Gulf War. At firstOscar thought it a mistake; the sun was in his eyes, he’d notslept enough the night before. He stood next to them andadmired his lunch box, how realistic and diabolical Dr. Zaiuslooked. But Maritza wouldn’t even smile at him! Pretended hewasn’t there. We should get married, she said to Nelson, andNelson grinned moronically, turning up the street to look forthe bus. Oscar had been too hurt to speak; he sat down on thecurb and felt something overwhelming surge up from his chest,scared the shit out of him, and before he knew it he was crying;when his sister, Lola, walked over and asked him what was thematter he’d shaken his head. Look at the mariconcito, somebody snickered. Somebody else kicked his beloved lunch boxand scratched it right across General Urko’s face. When he goton the bus, still crying, the driver, a famously reformed PCPaddict, had said, Christ, don’t be a fucking baby.How had the breakup affected Olga? What he really wasasking was: How had the breakup affected Oscar?It seemed to Oscar that from the moment Maritza dumpedhim—Shazam!—his life started going down the tubes. Over thenext couple of years he grew fatter and fatter. Early adolescence hithim especially hard, scrambling his face into nothing you couldcall cute, splotching his skin with zits, making him self-conscious;R134

The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao17and his interest—in Genres!—which nobody had said boo aboutbefore, suddenly became synonymous with being a loser with acapital L. Couldn’t make friends for the life of him, too dorky,too shy, and (if the kids from his neighborhood are to be believed) too weird (had a habit of using big words he had memorized only the day before). He no longer went anywhere near thegirls because at best they ignored him, at worst they shrieked andcalled him gordo asqueroso! He forgot the perrito, forgot thepride he felt when the women in the family had called him hombre. Did not kiss another girl for a long long time. As thoughalmost everything he had in the girl department had burned upthat one fucking week.Not that his “girlfriends” fared much better. It seemed thatwhatever bad no-love karma hit Oscar hit them too. By seventhgrade Olga had grown huge and scary, a troll gene in her somewhere, started drinking 151 straight out the bottle and was finallytaken out of school because she had a habit of screamingNATAS! in the middle of homeroom. Even her breasts, whenthey finally emerged, were floppy and terrifying. Once on thebus Olga had called Oscar a cake eater, and he’d almost said,Look who’s talking, puerca, but he was afraid that she wouldrear back and trample him; his cool-index, already low, couldn’thave survived that kind of a paliza, would have put him on parwith the handicapped kids and with Joe Locorotundo, who wasfamous for masturbating in public.And the lovely Maritza Chacón? The hypotenuse of ourtriangle, how had she fared? Well, before you could say Oh MightyIsis, Maritza blew up into the flyest guapa in Paterson, one of theQueens of New Peru. Since they stayed neighbors, Oscar saw135

Junot Díazt h e b r i e f w o n d r o u s l i f e of o s c a r w a oher plenty, a ghetto Mary Jane, hair as black and lush as athunderhead, probably the only Peruvian girl on the planet withpelo curlier than his sister’s (he hadn’t heard of Afro-Peruviansyet, or of a town called Chincha), body fine enough to make oldmen forget their infirmities, and from the sixth grade on datingmen two, three times her age. (Maritza might not have been goodat much—not sports, not school, not work—but she was good atmen.) Did that mean she had avoided the curse—that she washappier than Oscar or Olga? That was doubtful. From whatOscar could see, Maritza was a girl who seemed to delight ingetting slapped around by her boyfriends. Since it happenedto her all the time. If a boy hit me, Lola said cockily, I would bitehis face.See Maritza: French-kissing on the front stoop of her house,getting in or out of some roughneck’s ride, being pushed downonto the sidewalk. Oscar would watch the French-kissing, thegetting in and out, the pushing, all through his cheerless, sexlessadolescence. What else could he do? His bedroom windowlooked out over the front of her house, and so he always peepedher while he was painting his D&D miniatures or reading thelatest Stephen King. The only things that changed in those yearswere the models of the cars, the size of Maritza’s ass, and thekind of music volting out the cars’ speakers. First freestyle, thenIll Will–era hiphop, and, right at the very end, for just a littlewhile, Héctor Lavoe and the boys.He said hi to her almost every day, all upbeat and fauxhappy, and she said hi back, indifferently, but that was it. Hedidn’t imagine that she remembered their kissing—but ofcourse he could not forget.R136

The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao19the moronic infernoHigh school was Don Bosco Tech, and since Don Bosco Techwas an urban all-boys Catholic school packed to the strakes with acouple hundred insecure hyperactive adolescents, it was, for a fatsci-fi–reading nerd like Oscar, a source of endless anguish. ForOscar, high school was the equivalent of a medieval spectacle, likebeing put in the stocks and forced to endure the peltings and outrages of a mob of deranged half-wits, an experience from which hesupposed he should have emerged a better person, but that’s notreally what happened—and if there were any lessons to be gleanedfrom the ordeal of those years he never quite figured out what theywere. He walked into school every day like the fat lonely nerdy kidhe was, and all he could think about was the day of his manumission, when he would at last be set free from its unending horror.Hey, Oscar, are there faggots on Mars?—Hey, Kazoo, catch this.The first time he heard the term moronic inferno he knew exactlywhere it was located and who were its inhabitants.Sophomore year Oscar found himself weighing in at awhopping 245 (260 when he was depressed, which was often)and it had become clear to everybody, especially his family, thathe’d become the neighborhood parigüayo.5 Had none of theHigher Powers of your typical Dominican male, couldn’t have5. The pejorative parigüayo, Watchers agree, is a corruption of the English neologism“party watcher.” The word came into common usage during the First AmericanOccupation of the DR, which ran from 1916 to 1924. (You didn’t know we were occupied twice in the twentieth century? Don’t worry, when you have kids they won’tknow the U.S. occupied Iraq either.) During the First Occupation it was reported thatmembers of the American Occupying Forces would often attend Dominican parties137

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Junot Díazt h e b r i e f w o n d r o u s l i f e of o s c a r w a opulled a girl if his life depended on it. Couldn’t play sports forshit, or dominoes, was beyond uncoordinated, threw a ball like agirl. Had no knack for music or business or dance, no hustle, norap, no G. And most damning of all: no looks. He wore his semikink hair in a Puerto Rican afro, rocked enormous Section 8glasses—his “anti-pussy devices,” Al and Miggs, his only friends,called them—sported an unappealing trace of mustache on hisupper lip and possessed a pair of close-set eyes that made himlook somewhat retarded. The Eyes of Mingus. (A comparison hemade himself one day going through his mother’s record collection; she was the only old-school dominicana he knew who haddated a moreno until Oscar’s father put an end to that particularchapter of the All-African World Party.) You have the same eyesas your abuelo, his Nena Inca had told him on one of his visits tothe DR, which should have been some comfort—who doesn’tlike resembling an ancestor?—except this particular ancestor hadended his days in prison.Oscar had always been a young nerd—the kind of kidwho read Tom Swift, who loved comic books and watchedUltraman—but by high school his commitment to the Genreshad become absolute. Back when the rest of us were learning tobut instead of joining in the fun the Outlanders would simply stand at the edge ofdances and watch. Which of course must have seemed like the craziest thing in theworld. Who goes to a party to watch? Thereafter, the Marines were parigüayos—aword that in contemporary usage describes anybody who stands outside and watcheswhile other people scoop up the girls. The kid who don’t dance, who ain’t got game,who lets people clown him—he’s the parigüayo.If you looked in the Dictionary of Dominican Things, the entry for parigüayowould include a wood carving of Oscar. It is a name that would haunt him for therest of his life and that would lead him to another Watcher, the one who lamps onthe Blue Side of the Moon.R138

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The Brief Wondrous Life of Oscar Wao21play wallball and pitch quarters and drive our older brothers’cars and sneak dead soldiers from under our parents’ eyes, hewas gorging himself on a steady stream of Lovecraft, Wells,Burroughs, Howard, Alexander, Herbert, Asimov, Bova, andHeinlein, and even the Old Ones who were already beginningto fade—E. E. “Doc” Smith, Stapledon, and the guy who wroteall the Doc Savage books—moving hungrily from book to book,author to author, age to age. (It was his good fortune that thelibraries of Paterson were so underfunded that they still kept alot of the previous generation’s nerdery in circulation.) Youcouldn’t have torn him away from any movie or TV show or cartoon where there were monsters or spaceships or mutants ordoomsday devices or destinies or magic or evil villains. In thesepursuits alone Oscar showed the genius his grandmother insisted was part of the family patrimony. Could write in Elvish,could speak Chakobsa, could differentiate between a Slan, aDorsai, and a Lensman in acute detail, knew more about theMarvel Universe than Stan Lee, and was a role-playing gamefanatic. (If only he’d been good at videogames it would havebeen a slam dunk but despite owning an Atari and an Intellivision he

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