Moloch: Or, This Gentile World
“So he carried me away in the spirit into the wilderness.
The Café Royal on Second Avenue is an insignificant paste jewel in the lap of a great whore. Men and women congregate there like bluebottles. If it were a Gentile establishment the waiters would not be so proud of their soiled aprons; they would retire once in a while to shave and bathe. But if the congregation were less like the progeny of the maggot, and the waiters more immaculate, it would not be the Cafe Royal. That is why the great literati of America inhale the aroma of the place with deep drafts, and bury their seed in its rich manure.
Abraham Lincoln at Gettysburg said: “It is altogether fitting and proper that we, the living, should do this. …” Without caring a hang what Abraham Lincoln said at Gettysburg, Prigozi and Moloch were met by appointment in this sawdust rendezvous just below the beltline. They were well plastered when they met. Which, too, was altogether fitting and proper.
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