What Carraway witnesses is not only negligence possessed by the people of the East, but also the consequences of the woman’s careless decision of getting drunk and partying lavishly. Next, Fitzgerald paints the “Valley of Ashes’” as the abandoned grim reality bred from the distorted desire of wealth and materialism. Fitzgerald depicts the desolate land as ¨-a valley of ashes--- a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens, where ashes take the forms of houses and chimneys and rising smoke and finally, with transcendent effort, of men who move dimly and already crumbling through the powdery air” (35). The Valley of Ashes represents an impoverished, lifeless wasteland neglected by the ignoramuses bathing in the Eastś wealth. In addition, Gatsby’s yellow automobile symbolizes the carelessness in his driving. As a result, Gatsby was pulled over by the police, “With fenders spread like wings we scattered light through half Astoria--- only half, for as we twisted among the pillars of the elevated I heard the familiar “jug-jug-spat!” of a motor cycle, and a frantic policeman rode alongside”
What Carraway witnesses is not only negligence possessed by the people of the East, but also the consequences of the woman’s careless decision of getting drunk and partying lavishly. Next, Fitzgerald paints the “Valley of Ashes’” as the abandoned grim reality bred from the distorted desire of wealth and materialism. Fitzgerald depicts the desolate land as ¨-a valley of ashes--- a fantastic farm where ashes grow like wheat into ridges and hills and grotesque gardens, where ashes take the forms of houses and chimneys and rising smoke and finally, with transcendent effort, of men who move dimly and already crumbling through the powdery air” (35). The Valley of Ashes represents an impoverished, lifeless wasteland neglected by the ignoramuses bathing in the Eastś wealth. In addition, Gatsby’s yellow automobile symbolizes the carelessness in his driving. As a result, Gatsby was pulled over by the police, “With fenders spread like wings we scattered light through half Astoria--- only half, for as we twisted among the pillars of the elevated I heard the familiar “jug-jug-spat!” of a motor cycle, and a frantic policeman rode alongside”