Journal Entry # 4-5

 Yet again Ray Bradbury has driven me into such an inquisitive track and caused me to speculate that Guy Montag is changing as an individual overtime. According to the previous quotations- “It was pleasure to burn….He strode in a swarm of fireflies. He wanted above all, like the old joke, to shove a marshmallow on a stick in the furnace, while the flapping pigeon-winged books died on the porch and lawn of the house”, (Bradbury3). In this quote, you can see how Guy Montag found the joy in his job through his pride. In this way you can indicate his joy to burn the books, but not once was there speculations concerning his inner feeling concerning his job. “I’ve tried to imagine, just how it would feel.  I mean, to have firemen burn our houses and our books”, (Bradbury 34). This comment made to Beatty led me to see how somehow he was beginning to contradict his job and uncover a shadowing character that we have yet seen to be the real Guy Montag. “Montag had done nothing. His hand had done it all, his hand, with a brain of its own, with a conscience and a curiosity in each trembling finger, had turned thief”, (Bradbury 37). “His hands were ravenous. And his eyes were beginning to feel hunger, as if they must look at something, anything, everything”, (Bradbury 41). From these former quotes I speculated a drastic change that I wonder would become Montag’s own fire- “There’s a phoenix car just drove up and a man in a black shirt with an orange snake stitched on his arm coming up the front walk...Captain Beatty? He said”….. Uh-oh! (278 words).