Myrtle is an inferior version of Gatsby.  Like Gatsby, she
            has pretensions and ambition.  In the New York apartment scene that occurs in Chapter 2,
            Myrtle passes off a compliment about her dress--"an elaborate afternoon dress of cream
            colored chiffon which gave out a continual rustle as she swept about the room"-- with
            "It's just a crazy old thing.  I just slip it on when I don't care what I look like."
             She later confesses that she thinks her own husband is not "fit to lick my shoe"
            because he borrowed the suit that he wore for their wedding.  Like Gatsby, Myrtle is a
            social climber.  She thinks she married beneath her and that Tom is the ticket to wealth
            and status.  In her apartment in New York City, she pretends that she and Tom are in the
            same social class.
We learn that Tom is never going to
            marry Myrtle, that having a mistress in New York is akin to having horses in the stable,
            another form of amusement.  Tom "elaborately" lies to Myrtle that Daisy's Catholic and
            therefore won't grant him a divorce.  When Myrtle repeats Daisy's name, Tom breaks her
            nose.  He has almost no respect for Myrtle, and only slightly more for his
            wife.
We should see strong parallels here between Myrtle
            and Gatsby.  Myrtle thinks Tom will complete her dreams; Gatsby thinks Daisy will
            complete his.  Both are sadly mistaken.  Neither Tom nor Daisy will marry someone whose
            social class is below theirs.  As Nick tells us, Tom and Daisy are "careless people."
            "They smashed up things and creatures and then retreated back into their money and their
            vast carelessness or whatever it was that kept them together, and let other people clean
            up the mess."
Tom smashes Myrtle's nose at the party.
             Daisy runs over Myrtle later on in the novel.  Tom and Daisy are indeed careless people
            who make messes for others to clean up.
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