There’s a new Puccini opera. An American buys a Japanese woman. Butterfly. He ought to die of shame, but does not. Butterfly does. What are we to make of this? Is it that Japanese do die of shame and dishonor, but Americans don’t? Maybe can’t ever die of shame, because they lack the cultural equipment? As if somehow your country is just mechanically destined to move forward regardless of who is in the way or underfoot?
– Thomas Pynchon