Wednesday, December 19, 2012

Entry 38: Stranger in a Strange Land

"Doublas can't afford to fail. So I think he will bury Smith deeper than ever . . . and we will never see the true Man from Mars."
"Kill him?" Jill said slowly. "Oh, dear! Ben, what are we going to do?"
Caxton scowled "They own the bat and the ball and are making the rules."
Page 41

I guess Ben Caxton really likes metaphors. Here he expresses his discontent with how Smith is being treated. When a public broadcast is made, featuring him, Jill says she is sure that an actor has been payed to apear in his place. Ben is disgruntled because there is no way for him to know for sure. His baseball metaphor explains how much control is held over Smith to the point where no one can visit him or speak to him.

Entry 37: Stranger in a Strange Land

"But, Ben...This notion of a single man owning a planet . . . it's fantastic!"
"Don't use that word to a lawyer; straining at gnats and swallowing camels is a required course in law schools."
Page 36

In this passage Ben uses metaphors to explain how far people are willing to go to make their point.  In this conversation, about whether martians living on the planet can stake a claim to Mars if Smith dies, it is revealed that allowing an Earth corporation to take over ownership of Mars would leave many of their leaders in power for years.  I think Ben is saying that lawyers care so little for what is truly factual and would rather swallow a camel than think in such a way that benefits their opponent, metaphorically of course. 

Entry 36: Stranger in a Strange Land

"What happened to the others?"
"If we don't break the bureaucrats loose from that log, we'll never know-and I am a starry-eyed newsboy who thinks we should. Secrecy begets tyranny."
"Ben, he might be better off if they gypped him out of his inheritance. He's very . . . unworldly."
"It's not that easy. Jill, you know the famous case of General Atomics versus Larkin, et al.? ...Think, Jill. By our laws, Smith is a sovereign nation-and sole owner of planet Mars"

Page 27

This quote is pulled from a very long discussion about the mystery surrounding the disappearance of the crew of spaceship, Envoy. I think this conversation will lead to Jill and Ben working together to learn more about what Smith's caretakers are trying to cover up. Jill works in the hospital he is being kept in so I think Ben may be using her to gain more sensational stories while occupying her with troubling background information. Jill seems more concerned for Smith's well being while Ben is out to protect him in a more American sense of the word-property wise.

Entry 35: Stranger in a Strange Land

"Jill looked at herself with satisfaction and took the bounce tube up to the roof.
She was looking for Ben Caxton when the roof orderly touched her arm. "There's a car paging you, Miss Boardman-that Talbot saloon."
"Thanks, Jack." she saw the taxi spotted for take-off, with its door open...The taxi was on automatic; its door closed and it took to the air, swung out of the circle and sliced across the Potomac"
Page 18

I initially picked this quote in order to pick on science fiction writers for trying too hard. Whenever a novel is set in the future people go to the roofs of their homes in order to travel, be it by hover board, flying car or bungee jacket. The authors try to turn life upside down around the reader in order to put them in the mindset to imagine grand unfamiliarities. When I looked into this quote more, I saw how important the Talbot saloon was. That make of car was built in the 1920's.  By placing it in the air, the top of a building this anachronistic element is a perfect touch.

Entry 34: Stranger in a Strange land

"Feel like breakfast?"
All symbols were in Smith's vocabulary but he had trouble believing that he had heard rightly. He knew that he was food, but he did not "feel like" food. Nor had he any warning that he might be selected for such honor. He had not known that the food supply was such that it was necessary to reduce the corporate group. He was filled with mild regret, since there was still so much to grok of new events, but no reluctance. 
Page 11

The diction in this book is well thought out. In this passage we get a tiny glimpse in to Valentine Michael Smith's brain and way of thinking. He was quick to learn how to communicate on Earth but he still thinks like a martian  He is unable to comprehend such a simple question and it brings up several complex thoughts. The word, "grok" seems to mean understand. It is used throughout the book by many characters, a made up word like "horrorshow" is used in place of good in A Clockwork Orange.

Tuesday, December 18, 2012

Entry 33: Stranger in a Strange Land

"Smith . . . is . . . not  . . . a . . . man."
"Huh? Explain yourself, Captain."
"Smith is an intelligent creature with the ancestry of a man, but he is more Martian than man. Until we came along he had never laid eyes on a man. He thinks like a Martian, feels like a Martian. He's been brought up by a race which has nothing in common with us-they don't even have sex. He's a man by ancestry, a Marian by environment. If you want to drive him crazy and waste that 'treasure trove,' call in your fatheaded professors. Don't give him a chance to get used to this madhouse planet..."
...
"One thing won't wait," said the Minister for Public Information...
"If we don't show the Man from Mars in the stereo tanks pretty shortly, you'll have riots, Mr. Secretary"

Page seven

So this is what made me really want to read this book. My friend, Jenna, told me a little bit about this book while we were talking about the philosophical elements of Science Fiction. The concept of a human that has never experienced Earth opens up so many possibilities and questions that are hard to fathom so early in the book.
The fact that society is so interested in Smith, the Man from Mars, becomes a major conflict for the first part of the book. Many news reporters and journalist try to circumvent the hospital's security to get a look at the martian. Gillian Boardman, a nurse at this hospital breaks the rule plainly pasted on the door, "No Female Visitors" in order to get a personal glimpse at the mysterious finding.

Entry 32: Stranger in a Strange Land

The first human expedition to Mars was selected on the theory that the greatest danger to man was man himself... Eight humans, crowded together for almost three Terran years, had better get along much better than humans usually did. An all-male crew was vetoed as unhealthy and unstable. Four married couples was considered optimum, if necessary specialties could be found in such a combination... The machines continued to run data...Captain Michael Brant...had an inside track at the institute, someone for him looked up single female volunteers who might (with him) complete a crew, then paired his name with these to run problems through the machines to determine whether a combination would be acceptable.  This resulted in his jetting to Australia and proposing marriage to Doctor Winifred Co. burn, a spinster nine years his senior.
     Lights blinked, cards popped out, a crew had been found
Page four

Ahhhh science fiction.  Look at that fictitious science! I really like this concept of running people through machines.  Its like a dating website for space.  This scene kind of acts as a prequel to the book. It tells the story of the first mission to Mars.  The last transmission received from the ship predicted their landing but the last day nothing was communicated.  This scene becomes more important when we find out later that the Man from Mars was born of the crew on this ship. It's cool to know that his parents were so perfectly matched. Later on in the story this Man is treated as some sort of perfect being, and maybe being bred this way made him so. 

Monday, November 12, 2012

Entry 31: It's Kind of a Funny Story


"So you want to quit school?" Dad brings us back to the real-deal stuff
"I don't want to quit." I turn to him "I want to transfer."
"But that means quitting the school you're currently at-"
"He can't handle the other school!" Sarah says.  "Look at-"
"Hold on a second. I can talk," I say.  "Guys." I look at all three of them in turn. "One thing that they do in here is give you a lot of time to think...If I don't make some kind of big change, I'm going to come out of here wondering how anything is different from before, and I'm going to end up right back here."
Page 413

The first line in the first chapter of this novel is, "It's so hard to talk when you want to kill yourself."  Now the book is coming to an end.  Craig's last night in the hospital is about to start and his family has come for their last visit.  They seem to spend a lot of the novel discussing craig as if he isn't in the room or speculating the cause of his illness in vapid terms.  I really loved the moment where Craig interrupted to say, "I can talk." Craig had to learn how to speak for himself to survive.

Entry 30: It's Kind of a Funny Story

"Don't talk to her!"  Muqtada turns and shakes his finger at me. "She try and make sex in my bed!"
"It wasn't just me, okay" Nia bends her face at him.  He turns back.  "In case you didn't notice, Craig was on top of me.  And we weren't going to have sex."
"Woman is temptress.  My wife leave me.  I  know."
"Craig, I'm outta here."
"Uh, okay!" I answer.  I try and think how to sum it up.  "I like making out with you...but I don't really like you as a person..."
"Yeah, same here," says Nia.
Page 352

This passage involves a few characters I haven't discussed yet.  Muqtada is Craig's Egyptian roommate in the hospital.  Nia's background is a little more complicated. She's been Aaron's girlfriend sense all three of them got accepted to the pre-professional high school. Craig has been unrequitedly in love with her and after they both found out that the other suffers from depression she broke up with Aaron.  She kinda sucks but she's the female character in a young adult fiction novel so I'm not gonna hate on her.  Craig is figuring out a lot of stuff sucks.  Anyway, she comes to visit and they make out, even though craig has a date with Noelle in like an hour, until Muqtada comes in.
There is a movie based on this book and this entire scene goes almost exactly like this until Craig speaks up.  In the movie they dismiss my favorite line in the book as he screams, "I love you!" and Nia walks away.  I think it's really interesting that it goes the complete opposite direction in the movie. Having craig desperately cling to Nia for one last second speaks more of his personality and leads to more development in the plot.
In the end to movie is actually better than the book.  Now that it has been a few weeks sense I finished it I see that this book isn't very good.  Vizzini wrote this book in less than a month a week after he got out of his own five day stay at a psychiatric hospital.  The whole thing just seems rushed and less developed than it should be.  It does have some really great moments, one of wich will be in my next entry but all around, eh.

Friday, November 9, 2012

Entry 29: It's Kind of a Funny Story

"Here's the game: it's just questions.  I ask you a question, and you ask me a question...If you want to you can answer.  But no matter what, you have to end with another question."
...
"I like talking to you.  It's like a math problem.  Do you like talking to me?"
"It's alright.  Do you like math?"
"I thought I did..."
Page 284

A fellow teenage patient pulls a conversation out of craig.  Her name is Noelle and she has self harm scars all over her face.  I marked the relation of conversation to math as i read this book the first time.  I can't quite tell why I did that.  Maybe it brought up a memory of conversation with someone.  I guess it makes me think of talking to someone in a completely different way than one is used to.  I find it really interesting when someone refuses to stick to the basic steps in a conversation because you have to think and speak differently to get them to reveal information that would otherwise be given up so easily.

Entry 28: It's Kind of a Funny Story

"I'm depressed, okay, Aaron?"
"Yeah, I know, about what?"
"No, man, I'm depressed in general. I have, like clinical depression."
"No way! You're like the happiest guy I know!"
"What are you talking about?"
"That's a joke, Craig,  You're like the craziest person I know...But you know, the problem is you don't chill enough.  Like even when you're here, you're always worried about school or something;  you never just kick back and let things slide, you know what I mean?  We're having a party tonight-where are you gonna be?"
Page 255

Basically this conversation ends with a, "Fuck you" which is what Aaron deserves.  He is blatantly insensitive after one of his friends finally comes clean about his mental health.  Making jokes and trying to solve Craig's problems with petty advise show that Aaron may have never been a true friend.  This is the point in the novel where our protagonist figures out that cutting some ties could benefit him.

Entry 27: It's Kind of a Funny Story


Even if I'm here just through Monday, the rumors will start flying, and the homework will pile up.
Where's Craig?  He's sick...I heard he realized he's gay...I heard his parents are sending him to a different school.
He couldn't handle it here, anyway.  He was always such a loser.
I heard he took someone's pills and freaked out.  He's freaking out in front of his computer. He can't move or anything.  He's catatonic.  He woke up and thinks he's a horse.  Well, whatever...

Page 229


These italicized parts are all in his head.  As part of his cycling, Craig is imagining all the rumors his peers could be spreading in response to his mysterious absence.  Cycling is a big part of his depression.  When he feels anxious about something he thinks about it over and over.  This usually leads to more stress.  He was so stressed about school that he almost ended his own life.  Now that he has survived he still cant stop worrying about it.  He wants to get out of treatment quickly so he can get back to his homework and emails but he is deathly terrified of homework and emails.

Saturday, October 20, 2012

Entry 26: It's Kind of a Funny Story


“I’m like an animal.”
“We’re all like animals,” I say.  “Especially now, when we’re all in a room eating.  It reminds me of high school.”
“You’re smart, I see that. We’re all animals, high school is animals, but some of us are more animal than others.  Like in Animal Farm, which I read, all animals are created equal, but some are more equal than others? Here in the real world, all equals are created animal, but some are more animal than others.  Hold on let me write that down.”

Page 207

So I skipped the whole spiral into depression thing because it’s all too relatable.  After a night of suicidal urges Craig checked himself into a local emergency room.  He is now spending his first day in the hospital’s Adult Psychiatric hall.
Earlier, hospital staff cleared him of his personally belongings.  After losing his cell phone, his only connection to his friends and family through their saved numbers, Craig said he felt like an animal.  Before he came to the hospital, eating was physically hard.  If he felt particularly stressed he would feel a squeeze in his stomach causing him to be sick.  He feared being forced to eat in front of the other patients.  Now he is at lunch, having this conversation with Humble, a man who is more afraid of living than dying.  Humble switches his words around and uses them interchangeably.  Although this is basically the rant of a neurotic it has some validity.

Sunday, October 14, 2012

Entry 25: It's Kind of a Funny Story

"The questions covered the standard junk that the test you on to determine if you're an idiot or not:
Reading comprehension. Ooh. Can you read this selection and tell what kind of tree they are trying to save?
Vocabulary. Did you buy a book full of weird words and learn them?
Math. Are you able to turn off your mind to the world and fill it with symbols that follow rules?
I made that test my bitch."
Page 51

 So a page later we get a little description of the entry exam to Craig's new high school and his gratuitous study habits. I really like YA Fiction mostly for the tone it's written in. Reading the inner monologue of a sarcastic teenager is just the best thing when you're a sarcastic teenager.  Ned Vizzini nails the vibe of a smart teenager taking a stupid test down to the last line of this passage. These rhetorical questions make the reader feel as dull as a test taker.  Craig gets a perfect score on the test.  Nerd.

Entry 24: It's Kind of a Funny Story

"Two years ago I got into one of the best high schools in Manhattan: Executive Pre-Professional High School...all you have to do to get in is pass a test.  Then your whole high school is paid for and you have access to 800 of the smartest, most interesting students in the world-not to mention the teachers and visiting dignitaries   You can come out of Executive Pre-Professional High School and go right into Wall Street, although that's not what you should do; what you should do is come out and go to Harvard and then law school.  That's how you end up being, like, President."
Page 50

Awh yes. It's time to relax with a young adult novel. oh, its about the stress of getting into a school?  Perfect.
So in New York, this is how it works:  Parents work to get you into a good pre-school so you get into a good elementary so you get into a good middle school so you get into a good high school.  Then you can get into a good college and be president or whatever. In school it feels like there is a chain of events leading to the rest of your life that you can screw up in any minute. Even though everyone tells you high school doesn't matter we are all scared out of our minds. Craig the narrator is about to feel the weight of this stress.

Friday, September 28, 2012

Entry 23: The Metamorphosis

"Then all three of them left the apartment together, something they hadn't done for months, and took the trolley out to the country on the edge of town. The car, in which they were only passengers, was brightly lit by the warm sun.  Leaning back comfortably on their seats, they discussed their prospects for the future, and it proved that, on closer examination, these were not at all bad, because the jobs that all three had, but which they hadn't really asked one another about before, were thouroughly advantageous and particularly promising for later on."
Page 52

This quote is from the last page of this short story.  When Gregor realizes the strain he is causing in his family he basically gives up his will to live.  Gregor's death allows them all to leave the apartment together because they don't have to keep someone in the house at all times to insure he stays in his room and that no one discovers this secret.  Finally gathering outside in a calm way they are able to realize they no longer have to worry about surviving without Gregor, who was their main source of income.  They all have picked up jobs they can handle and their daughter has taken steps for future advancement. Life goes on.

Monday, September 24, 2012

Entry 22: The Metamophosis

"But perhaps a further element was the romantic spirit of girls of her age, which seeks for satisfaction on every occasion, and by which Grete now let herself be tempted to make Gregor's situation even more frightful, so that she could do even more for him than hitherto-because nobody except Grete would ever dare to enter a space in which Gregor on his own dominated the bare walls."
Page 34

I like Grete, being the younger sister of Gregor she reminds me of myself.  The story is kind of her own coming of age tale so that makes me think she is the protagonist of the story.  She is 17 so Kafka is explaining the attitude of a young woman pretty well.  Teenage girls are known to act for self satisfaction.  She is also cunning in knowing that if she made this decision she would be the only one in control from that point on. That is a very teenage thing to see as a good situation for one's self.

Entry Sixteen: The Metamorphosis

"If she didn't do so of her own accord, he would rather starve to death than call it to her attention, even though in reality he had a tremendous urge to shoot out from under the couch, throw himself at his sister's feet and ask her for something good to eat."
Page 26

This sentence on its own testifies to Gregor's separation of brain and body.  His mind is still very human despite his new form. Although he tries to be considerate of his sister as she is trying to figure out how to feed him, his instincts are telling him to act very much like a bug. He feels the urge to scamper towards her just as we fear bugs will do when we see them ourselves but he resists knowing innately that doing so would prevent her from coming back with more food.

Entry Fifteen: The Metamophosis

"...Grete! Grete!" she then shouted. "Mother?" called his sister from the other side.  They were communicating across Gregor's room. "You must go to the doctor's at once.  Gregor is sick.  Fetch the doctor fast.  Did you hear Grogor speaking just now?" "That was an animal's voice," said the chief clerk, noticeably quietly in contrast to the mother's shouting...And already the two girls were running down the hallway with rustling skirts-how had his sisters gotten dressed so quickly?-and tore open the apartment door. There was no sound of the door closing; they had most likely left it open, as is the case in apartments where a great misfortune has occurred.
Page 19

This is the moment the family realizes something is horribly wrong.  Hearing the voice of their brother and son as a monstrous vermin sends them over the edge. The sister's ability to get on task to help him so quickly testifies to the important role Grete will play in caring for Gregor as the story goes on.  Open doors usually invite people in with hospitality but in this case I think it is both a plea for anyone who can help to come in as well as an emergency exit route for the people in the apartment.

Entry Fourteen: The Judgement

"Georg stood in a corner, as far from his father as possible. A long time ago he had firmly decided to observe everything with complete thoroughness, so that he might not be somehow taken by surprise in a roundabout way, from behind, from above. Now he once more remembered that long-forgotten decision and forgot it, as one draws a short thread through the eye of a needle."
Page eight

I initially marked this quote in my collection of Kafka's short stories because I really liked this metaphor for a quick inconsequential thought.  It reminds me of watching Sponge Bob and seeing sounds travel in one side and out the other of Patrick Star's head.  I liked this because it was so much more eloquent then that cartoon.  Looking back this passage made me think that Georg had once been too cunning to be lead into a trap. The fact that he remembers being this way but then quickly forgets it in the middle of a conversation made me think he would be tricked soon.  And he was.

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Entry Thirteen: A Report to an Academy

"I can only sketch from hindsight, and in human words, what I then felt as an ape, and therefore I am sketching it incorrectly, but even if I can no longer attain the old apish truth, my description isn't basically off course, and no doubt about it.
     And yet up to then, I had had so many ways out and now no longer one.  I had boxed myself in. If I had been nailed down that couldn't have subtracted from my freedom of action.  Why so? Scratch the sink between your toes till it bleeds,  and you still won't find the reason.  Press yourself backwards against the bars until they nearly cut you in two, you won't find the reason.  I had no way out, but I had to create one for myself, because without it I couldn't live.  Always up against the side of that crate-I would definitely have dropped dead.  But, for Hagenbeck, apes belong at the side of the crate- so I stopped being an ape.  A lucid, elegant train of thought, which I must have somehow hatched out with my belly, because apes think with their belly."
Page four of eight

A Report to an Academy is a short story by Franz Kafka in which the narrator, an ape who has gained attention for becoming human like in thought and action, describes his transformation in a letter requested by an academy.  This text reminded me greatly of a book I read in elementary school, The Music of Dolphins by Karen Hesse,  in which a feral child, raised by dolphins, is put through rehabilitation only to return to life in the sea.  In this story the ape is looking for a way out of capture rather than complete "freedom on all sides." In order to get his way out he preforms tasks for human amusement until he can completely imitate them and they let him live as one.  In the Music of Dolphins the narrator, Mila, tries to appease her doctors by becoming more like them, reading, writing and playing music, but is tormented by locked doors and closed spaces.  Mila does not see the appeal of a way out, she desires the freedom the ape thinks is impossible to find again.

Entry Twelve: Siddhartha

The two old men were silent for a long time.  Then as Govinda was preparing to go, he said: " I thank you, Siddhartha, for telling me some of your thoughts.  Some of them are strange thoughts. I cannot grasp them all immediately.  However, I thank you, and I wish you many peaceful days."
Inwardly, however, he thought: Siddhartha is a strange man and he expresses strange thoughts.  His ideas seem crazy. How different do the Illustrious One's doctrines sound!  They are clear, straightforward, comprehensible; they contain nothing strange, wild or laughable.  But Siddhartha's hands and feet, his eyes, his brow, his breathing, his smile, his greeting, his gait affect me differently from his thoughts.  Never, since the time our Illustrious Gotama passed into Nirvana, have I ever met a man with the exception of Siddhartha about whom I've felt: This is a holy man!
Page  120

     This is a passage from the last scene of the book.  I think this provides closure in the theme of finding one's path.  Although Siddhartha has gone a different way than the Buddha and denied his teachings he has still found a path to enlightenment.  I feel like Siddhartha knew the way to his awakening from the time he left his fathers village therefore he had been holy sense his journey began.  In a broder sense this passage tells me that all paths are correct, that if you follow the little voice inside of yourself you can accomplish your goal.

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Entry Eleven: Siddhartha

"As he went of talking and confessing, Siddhartha felt more and more that this was no longer Vasudeva, no longer a man who was listening to him. He felt that this motionless listener was absorbing his confession as a tree absorbs the rain, that this motionless man was the river itself, that he was God Himself, that he was eternity itself. As Siddhartha stopped thinking about himself and his wound, this recognition of the change in Vasudeva possessed him, and the more he realized it, the less strange did he find it; the more did he realize that everything was natural and in order, that Vasudeva had long ago, almost always been like that, only he did not quite recognize it; indeed he himself was hardly different from him.  He felt that he now regarded Vasudeva as the people regarded the gods and that this could not last."
Page 108

Two pages later Vasudeva goes into the woods to die. I think its very interesting that Siddhartha senses a difference in him, but realizes that change had been there the whole time, before he goes.  Vasudeva does not act as one would expect when they are close to death.  He becomes calmer and gentler but also more helpful to Siddhartha's sadness concerning his son..

Monday, September 10, 2012

Entry Ten: Siddhartha

Full of rage and misery, he found an outlet in a stream of wild and angry words at his father. Then the boy ran away and only returned late in the evening.
     The following morning he had disappeared. A small two-colored basker made of bast, in which the ferrymen kept the copper and silver coins which they received as their payment, had also disappeared. The boat, too, had gone. Siddhartha saw it on the other side of the bank.  The boy had run away...Vasudeva said "[Let] him go, my friend, he is not a child any more, he knows how to look after himself.  He is seeking the way to the town and he is right. Do not forget that."
Page 101

I already knew my prediction was wrong when I posted that last entry but this is what ends up happening.  Siddhartha's son runs away and the father can not help but want to search for him.  Vasudeva urges Siddhartha not to follow the boy and after some time he complies.  Vasudeva tells him his son is right because he is following his own path in life.   

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Assignment Three: The Bell Jar


Hi Mrs. Clifford I’m like the busiest person on the planet right now so I’m kind of planning to just let my thoughts stream through on this one.  Sorry if its awful.

 What themes do you see in the Bell Jar? Give evidence from the poems. Does the poetry deal with themes related to love, death, war, or peace? What other themes show up in the poems? Are there particular historical events that are mentioned in the poems? What are the most important concepts that are addressed in the poems?

The Bell Jar deals with themes like mental illness and pressure to conform in society. 
The first lines of this story reference a historical event and offers some foreshadowing about her mental illness, “It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they electrocuted the Rosenberges, and I didn’t know what I was doing in New York.  I’m stupid about executions.  The idea of being electrocuted makes me sick, and that’s all there was to read about in the papers… It had nothing to do with me, but I couldn’t help wondering what it would be like, being burned alive all along your nerves.  I thought it must be the worst thing in the world.”  This historical reference places the story in the 1950s when the Rosenberges were convicted of espionage for passing information of the atomic bomb to the Soviet Union.  The bit on imagining electrocution doesn’t hit you until you have read the rest of the book but it does provide foreshadowing of the multiple electroshock treatments she receives for her depression and their traumatic nature. 
Ester spends a lot of time worrying about what she will do with her life.  She feels pressure to become a housewife, to get married and have kids, but she also wants to peruse her career as a writer and poet.  Another societal norm she confronts is the loss of virginity to become a woman.  She thinks that having sex will have a major impact on her and allow her to really begin her life.  She sees that women are expected to stay celibate until marriage but is angered that men are not held to the same standard.  When she finds out that her old boyfriend was involved with a woman he worked with while they were dating she knows that she cannot marry him.  Her desire to lose her virginity leads her into many dangerous situations and to the spilling of blood several times.  She finally chooses to seduce a math professor when she sees his elaborate library and study, but when they engage in the act she has built up in her mind she is sent to the hospital with uncontrollable bleeding.  Blood is almost always a sign of transition in this novel.
There are some really horrific scenes that deal with motherhood that I would love to write about but I don’t have the book in front of me because my mom is downstairs reading it right now.  She almost never reads so I can’t bring myself to take it from her.


Saturday, September 8, 2012

Assignment Two: Things Fall Apart

What passages strike you as insightful, even profound? Perhaps a bit of dialog that's funny or poignant...or encapsulates a character? Maybe comments that state the book's thematic concerns?


After Okonkwo is banished from his village for accidentally killing a fellow clansman, he migrates to the village in which his mother was born.  When he gets there his relatives notice that he is bitter about his exile.  The day after a wedding ceremony his uncle asks him if he knows the value of a mother and receives no answer.  He calls Okonkwo a child and then explains,

"It's true that a child belongs to its father. But when a father beats his child, it seeks sympathy in its mother's hut.  A man belongs to his fatherland when things are good and life is sweet. But when there is sorrow and bitterness he finds refuge in his motherland. Your mother is there to protect you.  She is buried [here]. And that is why we say that mother is supreme. Is it right that you, Okonkwo, should bring to your mother a heavy face and refuse to be comforted? Be careful that you may displease the dead." (Page 124)
 I really liked that Chinua Achebe chose to reveal maternal importance to Okonkwo, who spends most of the book concerned with his father.  Okonkwo is often concerned with his wives being too nice to their sons. He criticizes them for telling stories that he declares useless to men.  He spends a great amount of time worshiping his male ancestors but never offers a sacrifice to his mother. This passage left me thinking of my own mother and those of my friends.

Entry Nine: Siddhartha

"...you know that gentleness is stronger than severity, that water is stronger than rock, that love is stronger than force. Very good, I praise you. But is it not perhaps a mistake on your part not to be strict with him, not to punish him? Do you not chain him with your love? Do you not shame him daily with your goodness and patience and make it still more difficult for him?  Do you not compel this arrogant, spoilt boy to live in a hut with two old banana eaters, to whom even rice is a dainty, whose thoughts cannot be the same as his, whose hearts are old and quiet and beat differently from his?  Is he not constrained by all this?"
Page 97

Vasudeva is speaking to Siddhartha about his son, who just lost his mother and is now living with them.  He fathered this son as a wealthy merchant so the boy was raised accustom to living lavishly with his mother.  Siddhartha is troubled by this because he feels unconditional love for his son and wants him to teach him how to live a happy and simple life.  Now that Siddhartha sees the error in his ways I think he will take the boy back to his home to let him live with his servants the way he likes.  I don't know if Siddhartha will be able to leave his son or handle the life of materials again.

Entry Eight: Siddhartha

     He once asked him, "Have you also learned that secret from the river; that there is no such thing as time?"
     A bright smile spread over Vasudeva's face.
     "Yes, Siddhartha," he said.  "Is this what you mean? That the river is everywhere at the same time, at the source and at the mouth, at the waterfall, at the ferry, at the current, in the ocean and in the mountains, everywhere, and that the present only exists for it, not the shadow of the past, not the shadow of the future?"
     "That is it," said Siddhartha, "and when I learned that, I reviewed my life and it was also a river, and Siddhartha the boy, Siddhartha the mature man and Siddhartha the old man, were only separated by shadows, not through reality."
Page 87

 uhhhhhhg when this happened I had to put the book down for a second.  When I was just a little younger I concluded that I did not believe in time but when asked about it I could never explain why.  Even longer ago my father would take me to the many lakes and rivers surrounding our city.  When I looked at dams I would often wonder how long it would take for a single drop of water to make it from one side of the lake to the other.  I tried to think of ways to measure it, with tiny trackers or food coloring, but I knew that when they touched the water they would disperse and leave no meaningful data.  The connection of these two ideas came together so well in this paragraph it was kind of overwhelming.

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Entry Seven: Siddhartha

But what a path it has been! I have had to experience so much stupidity, so many vices, so much error, so much nausea, disillusionment and sorrow, just in order to become a child again and begin anew. But it was right that it should be so; my eyes and heart acclaim it. I had to experience despair, I had to sink to the greatest mental depths, to thoughts of suicide, in order to experience grace, to hear Om again, to sleep deeply again and to awake fresh again...Whither will my path yet lead me? This path is stupid, it goes in spirals, perhaps in circles, but whichever way it goes, I will follow it."

 A few pages ago Siddhartha was suicidal and cursing the time he spent as a merchant. After repeating Om for the first time in his recent memory, he napped under a tree.  Now that he has literally awoken from a deep sleep, he sees that the time was not a waste but a new experience.  Although I have never felt a sorrow as great as Siddhartha I think this is pretty universally applicable.  If one went through life without trying something new, without feeling sad, without ever feeling the need to destroy one's self they would miss out on the many lessons the world has to offer.  Siddhartha does not desire to learn vicariously from teachers, from another person's experience.  He rejected the Buddha's teachings because he wanted to find his own path, to make his own mistakes and learn from them.  MMMM my mom just brought me up some pudding.

Assignment One: Things Fall Apart

Prompt #1: Write a detailed summary of the first half of your book; explain the author’s purpose and your reaction to that purpose.

            Things Fall Apart was written in a time when most English literature represented Africa as an antisocial continent deserving of Western colonization and rule.  Chinua Achebe was born of a Protestant missionary in Nigeria and received an English education while absorbing tribal culture, such as oral storytelling.  Achebe wrote Things Fall Apart in order to portray the overwhelming complexities of one region’s tribal culture to an ignorant world.
            The novel begins with a thorough examination of Okonkwo, a native warrior of the Umuofia tribe and the main character.  He lives his life trying to get out of Unkoa’s shadow.  Unkoa was his father, who lived for music and love but left his family in poverty.  “Fortunately, among these people a man was judged according to his worth and not according to the worth of his father.”  Okonkwo builds himself up in the community through his own actions and becomes the opposite of his father.  He is a famous wrestler with a barn full of “yams, the king of crops,” a hut for each of his wives and an obi, or large living quarter, for himself.  The importance of language in the tribe is mentioned several times but Okonkwo is known to stammer when he is angry, unable to get his words out fast enough. 
One night before Okonkwo goes to bed he hears the village crier’s gong and receives the message that all men must appear at the market place for a meeting the next day.  At the meeting a strong public speaker tells the men that a neighboring clansmen has murdered a local daughter.  The orator sends Okonkwo as their fiercest warrior to deliver an ultimatum to the other clan; either offer a boy and a girl of there own or go to war.  Here it is known that, “Umuofia was feared by all its neighbors. It was powerful in war and in magic, and its priests and medicine men were feared in all the surrounding country… so the neighboring clans who naturally knew of these things feared Umuofia, and would not go to war against it without first trying a peaceful settlement.”  Okonkwo’s journey is successful. He delivers the two captives to his village where they give the girl to the victim’s husband.  Although he belongs to the clan, the tribe allows the boy, Ikemefuna, to live with Okonkwo until the gods decide his fate. 
In the next chapter Achebe presents the rich and complicated culture of tribal Nigeria.  He describes multiple shrines in different settings.  One in Okonkwo’s hut designated to worship of his personal gods and ancestors.  One in the center of town designated to an old woman who perfected the medicine of war. And one, which could only be entered crawling on your belly, designated to the Oracle of the Hills and the Caves who communicated with the Gods.  People came to this last shrine for answers, to find out what the future held or why the past happened in such ways.  This last shrine is presented in a story in which Unkoa goes to find out why his harvests had been continually unsuccessful only to be told he must work harder, that the gods have not harmed them.  We then learn that Okonkwo’s father was looked down upon even in death.  “He died of the swelling which was an abomination to the earth goddess.  When a man was afflicted with the swelling in the stomach and the limbs he was not allowed die in the house.  He was carried away to the Evil Forest and left to die there…He died and rotted away above the earth, and was not given the first or the second burial.”  The Evil Forest is another part of their complex culture.  In order not to curse their land they banish those who could upset the gods, such as twin babies and those who commit suicide, to the Evil Forest. 
After his father’s shameful death Okonkwo becomes motivated to live a prosperous life.  He goes to the home of the wealthiest­­ man in town, Nwakibie, and goes through the motions of a formal meeting to ask for a loan.  These motions are are another example of the rich culture presented by Achebe.
“He took a pot of palm-wine and a cock to Nwakibie.  Two elderly neighbors were sent for, and Nwakibie’s two grown-up sons were also present in his obi.  He presented a kola nut and an alligator pepper, which were passed round for all to see and then returned to him.  He broke the nut saying: ‘We all shall live.  We pray for life, children, a goof harvest and happiness…’
“After the kola nut had been eaten Okonkwo brought his palm-wine from the corner of the hut where it had been placed and stood it in the center of the group.  He addressed Nwakibie, calling him ‘Our father.’…The younger of [Nwakibie’s] sons…began to pour the wine.  The first cup went to Okwonkwo, who must taste his wine before anyone else. Then the group drank, beginning with the eldest man.”
The drinking of palm wine and the splitting of kola nut are repeated almost every time a man enters another’s home.  To me these customs represent a society that cares for each other.  Presenting the social characteristics of this misrepresented region forces the reader to re-imagine its people and history.
            This is getting really long so its time to focus more on plot than purpose.  In the Umuofia tribe farming is the way most families eat and they place a lot of its outcome on the gods.  They practice a week of peace to calm the land before each planting season and before the harvest they celebrate with the Feast of the New Yam to give thanks to the Earth Goddess.  In a bit of foreshadowing, Okonkwo breaks the week of peace by beating his wife after she prepares his dinner late.  After following a priest’s demands he is forgiven of his misstep.  His inability to control himself when commanded to is what will lead elder named Ezeudu visits him. Ezeudu takes him from his obi and says, “That boy calls you father. Do not beat a hand in his death…Umuofia has decided to kill him… They will take him outside Umuofia as is the custom, and kill him there.  But I want you to have nothing to do with it.  He calls you his father.”  When the men come to take Ikemefuna away they act as if he will be taken back to his village so as not to scare him. Okonkwo is forced to come along to avoid suspicion.  When the precession is in earshot of his village a man takes his machete to Ikemefuna but he survives the blow.  The boy runs to the back of the line, towards Okonkwo, screaming for his father.  “Dazed with fear, Okonkwo dew his machete and cut him down.  He was afraid of being thought weak.”  Ikemefuna’s death brings the first half of the story to an end

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Entry Six: Siddhartha

"He wished passionately for oblivion, to be at rest, to be dead.  If only a flash of lightning would strike him! If only a tiger would come and eat him!  If only there were only some wine, some poison, that would give him oblivion, that would make him forget, that would make him sleep and never awaken!...Was it then still possible to live?  Was it possible to take in breath again and again, to breathe out, to feel hunger, to eat again, to sleep again, to lie with women again?  Was this cycle not exhausted and finished for him?"

Page 71

     In my last entry I saw signs that Siddhartha was no longer happy with his life as a merchant.  He has now left the town where he grew affluent, leaving behind his lover and riches.  He is travelling but without a destination, as he had as a Samana.  What's different now is that he feels as if the spiraling path he once accepted is coming to an end.  He sees no hope for the future.  He feels as if he has made such a huge mistake in living a life of material and sense that he has lost himself for good.
I mostly chose this quote because oblivion is one of  my favorite words.  One of my favorite authors, John Green, used fear and acceptance of oblivion as major themes in The Fault In Our Stars, his newest book.

Monday, September 3, 2012

Entry Five: Siddhartha

"At times he heard within him a soft, gentle voice, which reminded him quietly, complained quietly, so that he could hardly hear it.  Then he suddenly saw clearly that he was leading a strange life, that he was doing many things that were only a game, that he was quite cheerful and sometimes experienced pleasure, but that real life was flowing past him and did not touch him.  Like a player who plays with his ball, he played with his business, with the people around him, watched them, derived amusement from them; but with his heart, with his real nature, he was not there."

Page 58

This small voice reminds me of the way depression is described in other books.  It usually begins as small and easy to ignore until it consumes a person.  I think that Siddhartha could be experiencing this great sadness as he participates in a world he has little interest in.  He finds it strange that day after day he is preforming repetitive tasks towards a goal that he did not set for himself.  He feels as if he is playing while his true self is elsewhere. I don't think Siddhartha will continue to be a merchant for much longer.

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Assignment Four: The Respectful Prostitute by Jean-Paul Sartre



     The respectful prostitute is set in a 1930’s small town in the American South.  Its themes include lack of freedom and systematic racism and sexism.  Before the play began, Lizzie witnessed four drunk men attempt to throw two African Americans from a train.  When they defended themselves one of the attackers, Thomas, pulled a gun and killed one of the men.  The other victim managed to escape but was being perused because the men claimed that he had raped Lizzie and they were merely defending her.  These men held high esteem in town and were either related to or friends with every man of power presented in the play.  In Scene One police make their way into Lizzie’s apartment with no warrant. The prostitute promises to remain truthful as they attempt to get her to sign their false statement.  In the last part of this scene they bring in the uncle of the murderer, the Senator, to pressure her more.  He first pretends that he understands her and will leave her be, but he is truly manipulative.  He pumps her with patriotic images of Uncle Sam and Thomas’ sad white haired mother. She finds herself sympathetic to the image of this woman and hopes to seek her approval by freeing her son.

THE SENATOR: Look at me, Lizzie. Do you have confidence in me?
LIZZIE: Yes, Senator.
THE SENATOR: Do you believe that I would urge you to do any-thing wrong?
LIZZIE: No, Senator.
THE SENATOR: Then I urge you to sign. Here is my pen.
LIZZIE: You think she'll be pleased with me?
THE SENATOR: Who?
LIZZIE: Your sister.
THE SENATOR: She will love you, from a distance, as her very own child.
LIZZIE: Perhaps she'll send me some flowers?
THE SENATOR: Very likely.
LIZZIE: Or her picture with an inscription.
THE SENATOR: It's quite possible.

LIZZIE: I'd hang it on the wall. [A pause. She walks up and down, much agitated.] What a mess! [Coming up to THE SENATOR again] What will you do to the nigger if I sign?
THE SENATOR: To the nigger? Pooh! [He takes her by the shoulders.] If you sign, the whole town will adopt you. The whole town. All the mothers in it. 
LIZZIE: But — 
THE SENATOR: Do you suppose that a whole town could be mistaken? A whole town, with its ministers and its priests, its doctors, its lawyers, its artists, its mayor and his aides, with all its charities? Do you think that could happen? 
LIZZIE: No, no, no. 
THE SENATOR. Give me your hand. [He forces her to sign.] So now it's done. I thank you in the name of my sister and my nephew, in the name of the seventeen thousand white in-habitants of our town, in the name of the American people, whom I represent in these parts. Give me your forehead, my child. [He kisses her on the forehead.] Come along, boys. [To LIZZE] I shall see you later in the evening; we still have something to talk about. [He goes out.] 
LIZZIE: Good-by. [They all go out. She stands there overwhelmed, then rushes to the door.] Senator! Senator! I don't want to sign! Tear up the paper! Senator! [She comes back to the front of the stage and mechanically takes hold of the vacuum cleaner.] Uncle Sam! [She turns on the sweeper.] Something tells me I've been had—but good! [She pushes the vacuum cleaner furiously.] 

CURTAIN

     This scene shows how deeply racism is ingrained into this society.  With a “fifty million Elvis fans can’t be wrong” stance, The Senator justifies the community’s blood lust and brushes off the innocent man’s fate. The Senator is able to make Lizzie doubt her own witness testimony by saying more people speculate that something else happened.  He manipulates her thoughts and her actions to benefit his family based on bigoted assumptions of superiority over her as a female and the victims on the train.  After she is ambushed and taken advantage of, her freedom signed away by her guided hand she’s left in shock.  She renounces the statement to deaf ears.  She has been accosted by several men without warning and now feels powerless over her own actions.  Turning to her vacuum cleaner after this traumatic experience plays on the theme of systematic sexism.  In this time women were to stay in the home, to cook and clean.  That is exactly were Lizzie finds comfort, in doing what those men would have told her to if they weren’t concerned with oppressing someone else.


     This is the second play I have read by Sartre, the first being No Exit but I couldn't write about No Exit 'cause Merrick just dissed it in his blog post.

Entry Four: Siddhartha

"Listen, Kamala, when you throw a stone into the water, it finds the quickest way to the bottom of the water. It is the same when Siddhartha has an aim, a goal.  Siddhartha does nothing; he waits, he thinks, he fasts, but he goes through the affairs of the world like the stone through the water, without doing anything, without bestirring himself; he is drawn by his goal, for he does not allow anything to enter his mind which opposes his goal. That is what Siddhartha learned from the samanas... Everyone can perform magic, everyone can reach his goal, if he can think, wait and fast."
Kamala listened to him.  She loved his voice, she loved the look in his eyes. 
Page fifty

I really like this metaphor of conducting ones self as a stone in water.  Siddhartha is very goal driven. When his father first denied him permission to join the samanas he stood still, as night came and went, until his father complied.  Doing nothing leads him to his goal because he doesn't even imagine failure could occur. Suddenly his goal is to learn about love from Kamala.  She demands he acquires fancy clothes and a purse full of cash before he can be her friend so thats what he is setting out to do next. He will use his iron will to become a successful merchant and I'm scared.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

Entry Three: Siddhartha

     "Truly, nothing in the world has occupied my thoughts as much as the Self, this riddle, that I live, that I am one and am separated and different from everybody else, that I am Siddhartha; and about nothing in the world do I know less than about myself, about Siddhartha.
     "The thinker, slowly going on his way, suddenly stood still, gripped by thought, and another thought immediately arose from this one.  It was: The reason why I did not know anything about myself, the reason why Siddhartha has remained alien and unknown to myself is due to one thing-I was afraid of myself, I was fleeing from myself...a smile crept over his face, and a strong feeling of awakening from a long dream spread right through his being"

Page 31

My question from the last entry was answered within a few pages today.  I was having trouble understanding how Siddhartha could accept himself as a gift from the Buddha when he practiced losing his Self for years to attain enlightenment.  Siddhartha now sees his initial path was one based on fear but does not curse the time he spent traveling it.  He is wise and acceptes that there is no fast way to enlightenment.  Once again he feels awakened as he sets off on a new journey with a completely different plan to become his own instrument in discovery.

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Entry Two: Siddhartha

"The Buddha has robbed me, thought Siddhartha.  He has robbed me, yet he has given me something of greater value.  He has robbed me of my friend, who believed in me and who now believes in him; he was my shadow and is now Gotama's shadow.  But he has given to me Siddhartha, myself"
Page 29

In this chapter Siddhartha gathers with many followers to hear the Buddha speak.  As he listens to  Gotama's teachings he realizes he must take his own path to enlightenment, no one can teach him the way.  He feels as if he is woken up when he realizes this and decides to leave his friend with the Buddha.  I find it slightly confusing that he has been trying to lose his Self for all this time but he now sees it as a gift given to him.

Monday, August 27, 2012

Entry One: Siddhartha by Hermann Hesse

Passage from the Text:
Siddhartha said: "...What I have so far learned from the Samanas, I could have learned more quickly and easily in every inn in a prostitute's quarter, amongst the carriers and dice players."...Siddhartha said softly, as if to himself: "What is mediation? What is abandonment of the body? What is fasting? What is the holding of the breath? It is a flight from Self, it is a temporary escape from the torment of Self. It is a temporary palliative against the pain and folly of life. The driver of the oxen makes this same flight, takes this temporary drug when he drinks a few bowls of rice wine or cocoanut milk in the inn. He then no longer feels his Self, no longer feels the pain of life; he then experiences temporary escape."
Page 13

Comments:
Siddhartha travels with the Samanas, or wondering monks, for three years.  He practices meditation in an attempt to kill his senses,  to loose his Self, to achieve enlightenment. In this thoughtful conversation he considers leaving the monks in order to find his own path. He has found the self-denial he pledges to be a cycle that always leads back to its beginning.  He makes the comparison between meditation and the drinking of rice wine to show that both acts are only temporary solutions.  Siddhartha has left his life at home in an attempt to escape a cycle only to find himself going in circles once more. This feeling of a lack of control in the direction of ones life is also a characteristic of someone who would use alcohol in an attempt to escape life's predicaments.

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Hey There

Hey there, It's Dana Ruffalo and I'm gonna spew some AP Summer reading all over your comuter screen.