In prison, awaiting execution, Meursault finally opens himself to the “tender indifference of the world.” He realizes: the universe is indifferent, and that’s okay. The stranger’s victory is not in belonging – but in accepting that he never will, and still finding peace.
When Meursault commits murder (for no real reason, under the blinding sun), society doesn’t judge him for the killing. They judge him for not crying at his mother’s funeral. The prosecution argues: “This man is a danger to society because he doesn’t follow our emotional rules.” albert camus cudzinec
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