Because of this he managed to avoid the stock market crash that came a few years later in the late 1920’s which would have ended up completely ruining his career if he would have stayed in New York as a stockbroker. Nick went through the most change out of all of the characters; he starts out as open-minded and always seeing the best in people to becoming the pessimistic, judging character that he warned the reader that he wasn’t in the first chapter. "I 'm inclined to reserve all judgements, a habit that has opened up many curious natures to me,” (Fitzgerald 1). The entirety of the story is Nick’s therapeutic reminiscence from his experiences in New York. His eyes are finally opened to the evils in the world upon the absence of everyone at his funeral who had sponged off of Gatsby’s wealth and used him as a convenient scapegoat for their own wrongs. With this realization, Nick gives up on a majority of people all together and decides that he would be better off alone than with people who aren’t really …show more content…
The bootleggers that Gatsby had been working with profit over Gatsby’s belongings and continue bootlegging alcohol and screwing other people over. They don’t mourn him so much as a person but as an important asset to their operations, although he certainly isn’t irreplaceable for them. The party goers only mourn the loss of a great party; not of an actual man. Gatsby had surrounded himself with people who were only in his life for their own benefit and entertainment. Gatsby’s death only influenced most of the people surrounding him simply as an inconvenience. Nick on the other hand mourns him and the whole situation to a point where it becomes unhealthy for him mentally. The fact that hardly anyone even bothered to at least pretend to care enough to show up to his funeral proves that a lifetime surrounded by people can mean nothing when they aren’t the right people. In the end Gatsby is pinned with everyones wrong doings and just becomes another rumor told at different parties by the same people who had once so enjoyed