of Kerouac’s we hear of his experiences in Los Angeles, an urbanized nightmare that represented the worst of what American had become to the Beat writer, “But Los Angeles was a horror! First there was smog…I waited all day in fumes of highway…I clamber down and practically tumble off and into a ditch in the heart of industrial smog awful Los Angeles” (Charters 553). Of course, the work also reveals the intense feelings of Buddhism Kerouac was experiencing at the time, along with large volumes of alcohol when he could afford to get his hands on some, “Everyone to his own Karma. It seems that mine is all involved with cop-troubles, says
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