He has been put back into the womb for too long now, and even though he has some glimpses of light every so often he feels trapped “That was exactly like a womb except a baby in its mother's body could look forward to the time when it would live” (Trumbo 81). One of the worst parts was that he can feel himself becoming insane and not being able to do anything about it. Joe is not able to talk to anyone outside of himself, but when he finally does reach the outside world, through morse code, the man he is talking to bluntly states “We cannot do that. It is outside of regulation” sending him further down the path of insanity. As he talks to himself he goes through his own life and realizes that he had so much more to offer the world that it will never get now, he blames the war for it because no one should fight if this is what happens. He ponders life, knowing that he can no longer share his ideas and that hits him harder than he knew “Chorus out the hallelujahs I can't sind. Bring them out loud and strong for me your hallelujahs all of them for me because I know the truth and you don't you fools” (Trumbo 232). After he notices that no one is coming to save him he prays for his own death and becomes more insane the more he thinks. This is a fate that no man should live for any reason, but Joe is stuck with
He has been put back into the womb for too long now, and even though he has some glimpses of light every so often he feels trapped “That was exactly like a womb except a baby in its mother's body could look forward to the time when it would live” (Trumbo 81). One of the worst parts was that he can feel himself becoming insane and not being able to do anything about it. Joe is not able to talk to anyone outside of himself, but when he finally does reach the outside world, through morse code, the man he is talking to bluntly states “We cannot do that. It is outside of regulation” sending him further down the path of insanity. As he talks to himself he goes through his own life and realizes that he had so much more to offer the world that it will never get now, he blames the war for it because no one should fight if this is what happens. He ponders life, knowing that he can no longer share his ideas and that hits him harder than he knew “Chorus out the hallelujahs I can't sind. Bring them out loud and strong for me your hallelujahs all of them for me because I know the truth and you don't you fools” (Trumbo 232). After he notices that no one is coming to save him he prays for his own death and becomes more insane the more he thinks. This is a fate that no man should live for any reason, but Joe is stuck with