It was after midnight by a mile when I slid off the bar…
““It was after midnight by a mile when I slid off the bar stool at O’Malley’s and began to walk home. O’Malley’s is an old Irish pub and though I wasn’t Irish, nor did I drink like a lot of other newspaper reporters I knew, I stopped by for a Coke nearly every evening. I liked listening to other reporters — and cops, who also frequented O’Malley’s — shoot the breeze and relate old stories that hadn’t been completely true the first time they’d been told. O’Malley’s was just somewhere to go which made every guy sipping a beer or doing shots feel a little less alone in a city like Los Angeles. Some of them still had wives, but you could tell they were lonely. Otherwise, they wouldn’t have been hanging around a bar at that hour; they’d have been finding solace in soft flesh and perfume. Maybe their wives would have been finding some solace too, and more of them would have stayed married. Most of those guys, cops and reporters alike, were working on their second or third marriage. I didn’t think they were working hard enough, but maybe that was because I didn’t have anyone to go home to.””
About This Quote
This interpretation was drafted with AI assistance. It is one reading of the quote, not the author's own explanation.
The narrator recounts solitary late‑night visits to a local pub, noting the shared loneliness of reporters and cops, and the bittersweet camaraderie that eases urban isolation.
In simple terms: Late‑night pub visits reveal shared loneliness and brief connection among strangers.
Find connection in unexpected places, even brief ones.
Themes
Mood
Type
When to use this quote
- late night drinks
- city life
- reporter life
- marital strain
Key Concepts
Questions to Reflect On
- What does this shared loneliness say about urban society?
- Can brief encounters truly alleviate isolation?
The narrative romanticizes loneliness, overlooking deeper systemic issues.