Grand

Let's talk about Grand.
For a guy so obsessed with words, why is he so bad at forming a sentence? Is it his obsession that clears his clarity? Or does he just have some sort of learning disability that inhibits his verbalization. Regardless of his struggle with words, the guy is just on a downward spiral. He is in a plague-ridden town, no one really respects him, and he was not promoted. It really does not seem fair since he has good intentions and he cares about people. Also, his problems are immensely overshadowed by the plague that is sort-of killing all of the citizens of Oran and stuff.  It's funny how he feels that fighting the plague is standard-procedure. He somehow embodies the overall sentiment of the town, in a more personal, exaggerated way. They do things because they have to, they strive for perfection and they fumble over simple things. I hope he lives through the plague. Despite all of his little problems and awkwardness he has become a little flicker of hope for me, I feel like cheering him on. Ever since that first call to Dr. Rieux about Cottard's attempted suicide, he gives off that "vibe".