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He　had　read　someplace　—　in　a　Sunday　supplement　piece　or　a　back…of…the…book

newsmagazine　article　—　that　7　per　cent　of　all　automobile　fatalities　go

unexplained。　No　mechanical　failure；　no　excessive　speed；　no　booze；　no　bad

weather。　Simply　one…car　crashes　on　deserted　sections　of　road；　one　dead　occupant；

the　driver；　unable　to　explain　what　had　happened　to　him。　The　article　had　included

an　interview　with　a　state　trooper　who　theorized　that　many　of　these　so…called

〃foo　crashes〃　resulted　from　insects　in　the　car。　Wasps；　a　bee；　possibly　even　a

spider　or　moth。　The　driver　gets　panicky；　tries　to　swat　it　or　unroll　a　window　to

let　it　out。　Possibly　the　insect　stings　him。　Maybe　the　driver　just　loses　control。

Either　way　its　bang！　。。。　all　over。　And　the　insect；　usually　pletely

unharmed；　would　buzz　merrily　out　of　the　smoking　wreck；　looking　for　greener

pastures。　The　trooper　had　been　in　favor　of　having　pathologists　look　for　insect

venom　while　autopsying　such　victims；　Jack　recalled。

Now；　looking　down　into　the　nest；　it　seemed　to　him　that　it　could　serve　as　both

a　workable　symbol　for　what　he　had　been　through　（and　what　he　had　dragged　his

hostages　to　fortune　through）　and　an　omen　for　a　better　future。　How　else　could　you

explain　the　things　that　had　happened　to　him？　For　he　still　felt　that　the　whole

range　of　unhappy　Stovington　experiences　had　to　be　looked　at　with　Jack　Torrance

in　the　passive　mode。　He　had　not　done　things；　things　had　been　done　to　him。　He　had

known　plenty　of　people　on　the　Stovington　faculty；　two　of　them　right　in　the

English　Department；　who　were　hard　drinkers。　Zack　Tunney　was　in　the　habit　of

picking　up　a　full　keg　of　beer　on　Saturday　afternoon；　plonking　it　in　a　backyard

snowbank　overnight；　and　then　killing　damn　near　all　of　it　on　Sunday　watching

football　games　and　old　movies。　Yet　through　the　week　Zack　was　as　sober　as　a

judge　—　a　weak　cocktail　with　lunch　was　an　occasion。

He　and　Al　Shockley　had　been　alcoholics。　They　had　sought　each　other　out　like

two　castoffs　who　were　still　social　enough　to　prefer　drowning　together　to　doing

it　alone。　The　sea　had　been　whole…grain　instead　of　salt；　that　was　all。　Looking

down　at　the　wasps；　as　they　slowly　went　about　their　instinctual　business　before

winter　closed　down　to　kill　all　but　their　hibernating　queen；　he　would　go　further。

He　was　still　an　alcoholic；　always　would　be；　perhaps　had　been　since　Sophomore

Class　Night　in　high　school　when　he　had　taken　his　first　drink。　It　had　nothing　to

do　with　willpower；　or　the　morality　of　drinking；　or　the　weakness　or　strength　of

his　own　character。　There　was　a　broken　switch　somewhere　inside；　or　a　circuit

breaker　that　didnt　work；　and　he　had　been　propelled　down　the　chute　willynilly；

slowly　at　first；　then　accelerating　as　Stovington　applied　its　pressures　on　him。　A

big　grease&　slide　and　at　the　bottom　had　been　a　shattered；　ownerless　bicycle　and

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