Wednesday, March 9, 2022

The Voice of Water


 Aphrodite Rising: Life at the Margins and the Watery Realm in 1890’s American                                                        Literature

Introduction

 

“According to the newspapers, the convention had been “an open violation of common decency-the association of black and white-male and female.”

Holly Jackson, on the Pennsylvania Hall Fire of 1838.

 

A dialectical Hegelian thought process is at the center of Dubois’ The Souls of Black Folk- the integration of opposites, the liminal space between polarities.  The eventful moment in 1838 was the culmination of the resistance to the quelling of polarities that had been happening in American political and cultural life:  the grand lecture hall in Philadelphia was burned to the ground. Abolitionists had raised funds to build the building, and a convention of antislavery women was held there and even despite threats, “the women took the podium anyway.” The women had been screamed at and “white and black women linked arms as they left the hall that night, a show of solidarity in case the women of color were singled out for especially violent attacks.” (Jackson 73-4) The crowd burst in later with axes and torched the building. When firemen arrived, they saved only the surrounding buildings from the flames. The antislavery women were blamed for the danger and the destruction in the end. An article in the Philadelphia Gazette “celebrates the firemen for sharing the feelings of the crowd and not allowing one drop of water to fall on the burning building.” (Jackson 76) The ire of the mobs was not put out by the water. Like the fire that ripped through those buildings, the anger fed on itself and used misplaced blame to counter their unrecognized shame. It spread like wildfire, and violence and hatred became the core of the crowd, meaning that it became the norm. If this norm was contested, the protestor(s) would be shut down.

If water had been used liberally as it should have, the polarities would have reached the point of synthesis. Unfortunately, this did not happen that way, and decades later would prove that this imbalance had a profound effect on how the country would recover from the Civil War that would enfold shortly after: North vs. South. What is important here is to note that this event had occurred in the North. Incidentally, Frederick Douglas escaped slavery in New York in the year 1838 (not one year later). He would subsequently be troubled by ejection multiple times from train cars (Jim Crow car) as he insisted that it was unfair to be forced to sit in lesser conditions due to his color. He kept trying to forcibly quell the polarity, however.

            What is it about water and liminal “grey” spaces that feel like home to marginalized people? Why does Dubois turn to water in his text, from the outset? Why does Edna lose herself without struggle into the water at the end of The Awakening? The answer may lie within what water means to us as a symbol, and perhaps it could mean that in water we are one with our bodies. No one can “own” us there.  Even those who were speaking out against slavery could not “own” a building that they had paid for and constructed on their own. It was left to burn even though it could have been saved. Could the emphasis on water be part of the polarity of fire/destruction vs. water/healing/recovery? Could Edna too have been saved by the water? Had she herself “synthesized” the polarities present in her own life, could she have managed to quell the hopelessness that she felt at the end of the novel?

            There is a long tradition of linking water with renewal or baptism, rebirth, and the imagination. We could also move even further into water being the realm of the erotic. We enter into this world through water, and we learn early on that this is a safe place full of security and fulfillment of our needs. Aphrodite/Venus was birthed in the water. Goddess of love and beauty came into being through the alchemy of the liquid realm. We learn through Greek myths that it is the sirens that sing calling the sailors into their watery world; songs also being the realm of the liquid. Water is filled with mystery, the feminine, emotion, the unknown, nurturing, guidance, darkness, a muffling of/escape from sound, and a letting go. If you struggle too much in the water, you could drown. It is better to just float. Water is both safety and danger, at once. A Hegelian dance. Water could have saved that burning building in 1838, yet control was taken over the water, in the end, in the name of justice.

Dubois: Songs, the Water, and Escape.

            Dubois’ concept known as “double consciousness” illustrates this idea of the liminal space. The Black slave cannot escape from the eyes watching and assessing his actions therefore leading to his/her own self-assessment continuously, analogous to the idea that slaves could not escape surveillance and punishment over pretty much anything that they would do. Dubois begins his first chapter called “Of Our Spiritual Strivings” with a song by Arthur Symons:

O water, voice of my heart, crying in the sand,

All night long crying with a mournful cry,

As I lie and listen, and cannot understand

The voice of my heart in my side or the voice of the sea,

O water, crying for rest, is it I, is it I?

All night long the water is crying to me.

 

Unresting water, there shall never be rest

Till the last moon droop and the last tide fail

And the fire of the end begin to burn in the west,

And the heart shall be weary and wonder and cry like the sea,

All life long crying without avail,

As the water all night long is crying to me. (Dubois 1)

 

Dubois continues on to say, “Between me and the other world, there is an unasked question: unasked by some through feelings of delicacy; by others through the difficulty of framing it.” They don’t ask directly, “How does it feel to be a problem?”” (Dubois 1) But this remains unsaid and in the air as a presence through every conversation. Dubois juxtaposes this idea with the entrance poem to show the idea of grief that lies within the watery realm of silence. He uses an apostrophe to start his work, and water is addressed as something that could have the capacity to understand his feelings. The second stanza gives a clue to “why water?” because he sees it as ever present and unending. The rhythms of water continue on indefinitely and can be relied upon to do so. As we cry when we are sad, so water cries in turn. So, for Dubois, to give water his sadness and grief not only will water understand, but water will echo his sadness. He will feel the rhythm of it, like a song, and he pairs this poem with sheet music below it. Unlike when he has a conversation with a white person and the guilt comes up or what is truly important (feelings) go unaddressed, so water can be relied upon to not ignore. The act of creating music is a way through the silence. And to address the water through a song is to make spoken this need. Emotions and water are linked. Grief is an emotion. Sadness creates tears.

            Dubois’ dominant metaphor for the entire work is that of the veil, the ever-present partition that separates African Americans from the world around them, and in doing so separates them from themselves as well.” (Neilson 107) Water could also represent the only place or one of the only places that an individual can escape this veil, as they needed to do during times of slavery. Wilderness and swamps were typical places where slaves would congregate and evade the watching eyes of their masters and overseers. Dubois continuously turns to the sorrow songs in his work which could mean that he is using the songs to create a veil between others who would not understand not only the textual connotations, but the music. He includes sheet music in his text which not everyone would know how to read. These songs create a shield so that they could in freedom express themselves and commune together. “American slaves suffered an extraordinary amount of interference in their daily lives.” (Neilson 108) They had so many rules placed on them, some they weren’t even made aware of, so to consider how oppressive this was, one only has to understand that any motion or sound one makes could be scrutinized or punished leaving their indecipherable markings on their flesh, creating “hieroglyphics of the flesh” (Neilson 108). The surveillance of the masters was similar to Foucault’s panopticon; the slaves would not know when or if they were being watched. So, slaves were forced to meet and engage secretly in order to evade “the eyes”:

In many cases the slaves sang and worshipped in secret, often late at night or very early in the morning when their masters were asleep and when the cloak of darkness would most likely shield them from the prowling patrollers.” (Neilson 111)

 

So, any place where they could find an empty spot that wasn’t being watched became their sanctuary, and this is where slave spirituals began. In essence, these were sung in spaces that were liminal and untouched. Virginal, safe spaces. Song was prevented from being heard by establishing either pots of water in the center of the gathering or wetting clothes and cloaking the space in these. The longing that they felt was recorded in their songs, songs that would not be overheard by the wrong party.

So, “How does it feel to be a problem?”. The slaves would express how this feels, and Dubois when he wrote his book made sure that using the language of slavery and this ever-present reliable water that he would be heard. He put these songs next to poetry from the Anglo-Saxon tradition to make this clear.

“After the Egyptian and Indian, the Greek and Roman, the Teuton and Mongolian, the Negro is a sort of seventh son, born with a veil and gifted with second-sight in this American world-a world which yields him no true self-consciousness, but only lets him see himself through the revelation of the other world.” (Dubois 2)

His experience is second hand experience. Is it any wonder that Dubois focuses on the liminal and the dialectic of opposites in his work? Is it also any wonder that music was the way through for many?

            Dubois did not appreciate this idea of favoring the “white” of Progress, erasing the “black” of the ambiguous past, what is seen as unacceptable needing to be destroyed. To Dubois, a reconciliation needs to happen, not an erasure. A combining of the two was necessary.  “My log schoolhouse was gone. In its place stood Progress; and Progress, I understand, is necessarily ugly.” (Dubois 43) He moves into sorrow as his narration continues, and he emphasizes twilight and dawn as he laments these changes:

“How shall man measure Progress there where the dark faced Josie lies? How many heartfuls of sorrow shall balance a bushel of wheat? How hard a thing is life to the lowly, and yet how human and real! And all this life and love and strife and failure-is it the twilight of nightfall or the flush of some faint-dawning day? Thus, sadly musing, I rode to Nashville in the Jim Crow car.” (Dubois 45)

 

Dubois enters the liminal, ambiguous space between past and future, hope and despair, and a lack of certainty in order to attempt to find the answers to the questions. He is assessing what Reconstruction has done to the cause and the perception of Blacks in society, lamenting the errors made through so much struggle and resistance. He asks: “Well, then what for?” as an echo to ”How does it feel to be a problem?” If they could not voice this simple phrase, or have it asked of them, what was the war for if it would result in such uncertainty?

            What follows next in Chapter V is the metaphor of Atlanta and the idea that all-black and

white- are rising together. This next chapter shows us his hope, but first he must accept despair.

“It is a hard thing to live haunted by the ghost of an untrue dream; to see the wide vision of empire fade into real ashes and dirt; to feel the pang of the conquered, and yet know that with all the Bad that fell on one black day, something was vanquished that deserved to live, something killed that in justice had not dared to die; to know that with the Right that triumphed, triumphed something of Wrong , something sordid and mean, something less than the broadest and the best. All this is bitter hard; and many a man and city and people have found in its excuse for sulking, and brooding, and listless waiting.”  (Dubois 48)

 

Dubois sees clearly that the uncertainty is the result of, not the triumph of Good, but the resulting mixture of consequence: with the good, there resulted so much bad. The polarity of this realization is what led him to the water and the liminal. Only by reconciling these paradoxes could he find a solution. Only by creating a voice that both could and would be heard could they be acknowledged.

Chopin and Aphrodite’s Rise from the Foam

 

Chopin’s novel The Awakening brings us a different perspective of what water can do for us and what water means. Does it give us our bodily ownership back, or does it take it away? Chopin presents us with another paradox, which of course could go either way. Michelle Burnbaum argues that Edna never regained her agency. She only allowed “alien hands” to give her sensuality and the erotic. While maintaining a liminal position, Edna does not acknowledge her innate power over those who she attempts to connect with in the story. Burnbaum writes:

“Alternately awake and asleep-sovereign and subjugated-Chopin’s heroine enacts the paradox of the imperial self who appears to rule while being herself ruled. The unbearable contradictions of being both free agent and yet acted upon is characteristic of the colonizer’s position. And as the myth of self-authorization must involve the erasure of its own authorizing principle, so must Edna repress that which is both the basis for and a threat to her autonomy.” (Burnbaum 303)

 

While Burnbaum’s argument does have merit and would be useful when focused on the marginalized characters in this work and their struggles, what is not acknowledged here is that the colonized would be seeing Edna from their own perspective, not understanding “how it feels to be her” or “How it feels to be a problem?”, not realizing that to be in her shoes they would see that she is also marginalized and so, was looking for a place to belong. The clue is who does she choose to cling to for assurance and belonging? All the non-White characters. Instead of seeing her as a colonizer using people who are below her on the social hierarchy, we could alternatively see her as trying to disregard the unfair and superficial hierarchy that needs to be broken up. Edna could see the truth that it is the relationships that we foster that matter, not an imposed hierarchical structure to give us how we are supposed to behave. What hurt Edna at the end is her realization that her influence was not enough to change things, and would not. Her entrance into the water was her surrender. The relationships that she had formed were too fragile to withstand that structure of power and forced exclusion from not only social space, but even through our own feelings and bonds.

            Sandra Gilbert has referred to Edna as a “mythic metamorphosis” (Gilbert 55), akin to a female Jesus:

“For in creating a heroine as free and golden as Aphrodite, a “regal woman” who “stands alone” and gives herself where she “pleases”, Chopin was exploring a vein of revisionary mythology allied not only to the revisionary erotics of free love advocates like Victoria Woodhull and Emma Goldman but also to the feminist theology of women like Florence Nightingale, who believed that the next Christ might be a “female Christ”. (Gilbert 61)

 

Could it be the only way out for Edna was through death or surrender? It appears to be that way, and the attitude towards race in this novel would only give a partial answer to this question. She did everything right (except for leaving her children which is a different debate and not without cause). She attempted to wrench herself away from the structure she was confined within, the cage of the home was opened up, and it is important to note that it was the male presence in the novel that allowed for her rise out of confinement:

“After Mrs. Pontellier had danced twice with her husband, once with Robert, and once with Monsieur Ratignolle, who was thin and tall and swayed like a reed in the wind when he danced, she went out on the gallery and seated herself on the low window-sill, where she commanded a view of all that went on in the hall and could look out toward the Gulf. There was a soft effulgence in the east. The moon was coming up, and its mystic shimmer was casting a million lights across the distant, restless water.” (Chopin 32)

In the text, this is the pivotal and quite liminal point where she becomes Aphrodite. She “commands” the view over everything. She has multiple men dancing with her. She shows a strong presence over the restless water. Here we see her at her best; where she should have remained had she been simply the figure of Aphrodite. It was her fluctuating emotion that changed things, and the changing tide of societal attitude towards such a strong woman, among even those women who would be most likely to understand her dilemma.  Eventually, she reached the “point of no return”, and like a figure such as Anna Karenina, she couldn’t come back to shore. The best way to assess what this could mean in the scope of water imagery and the liminal is to compare it to Dubois and his use of water as an apostrophe.

 Only water understands. Water is a part of grief and of the emotional, imaginative realm of fantasy and nostalgia for a lost past. It doesn’t really matter if those fantasies or nostalgia had actually existed; they are still very real in the mind of the person who is calling them forth. The slaves found a safe space and used water to increase the safety, and they did it communally, together. Edna is very different. She is utterly alone, so that when she enters the water, she is not safe. She cannot, like Aphrodite, ride the foam because she has surrendered to the water. In a sense, Gilbert is correct when she claims Edna is a Jesus figure, but I don’t think this goes far enough. Gilbert describes Aphrodite as:

“Naked yet immortal, she moves with ease and grace between the natural and the super natural, the human and the inhuman, nature and culture. Golden and decked in gold, she is associated with sunset and sunrise, the liminal hours of transformative consciousness-the entranced hours of awakening and drowsing-that mediate between night and day, dream and reality.” (Gilbert 62)

 

Dubois also talked of twilight and dawn just the same: that liminal realm between the polarity of opposing sides. However, he brings it up as if to say: not all is dark and not all is light. Progress doesn’t mean embracing only the light, but understanding the darkness and accepting it. This is something that Edna fails to do. She wishes to go back to an untouched, virginal past of childhood in order to not accept the darkness. If she had accepted the darkness, she would have become the liminal Aphrodite. The goddess who has agency to change the world of mortal men. Casting herself in the sea was certainly not goddess-like. It may have been Jesus like, and yes, her death paves the way for the New Woman, but it also shows her downfall.  Edna had escaped from the cage and could act in the world with freedom. She had gained that. What she couldn’t do was accept reality.

“It was no coincidence, after all, that Kate Chopin imagined her Venus rising from the foam of a ceremonial dinner party in 1899, the same year that another American artist, Isadora Duncan, was beginning to dance the dances of Aphrodite in London salons…Within a few years, Duncan, haunted by her own birth “under the star of Aphrodite” was to sit for days before the Primavera, the famous painting of Botticelli.” (Gilbert 63)

 

Edna had enthroned herself at the dinner table in gold satin at one point in the novel, but we see this also contrasted with scenes of drowsiness and sleep and wakefulness in a large white bed.  It is crystal clear that Edna had become a mortal version of Aphrodite, but perhaps this is what Chopin is trying to tell us: that Aphrodite is not mortal. Edna could lose her life. Both Dubois and Chopin hit on something very important: how treacherous it was to live in times like these where an entire building could be left to burn, and a woman cast into the sea would not even be noticed. It is a forgetfulness, an ignorance, a casting aside of those who do not belong.

            The liminal was dangerous and uncertain, but it was much preferable to the real and the open and the light, as we see by what happened during the fire of Philadelphia Hall. There is a long tradition of depictions of Aphrodite in the art world, so it is striking to note that during the 1890’s we see depictions in other forms of art. Sandro Botticelli had been forgotten about in the annals of art history until around 1858: “intelligent artistic circles in England were aware of Botticelli at least by 1858, when Lady Eastlake, herself almost suspiciously a la mode in such things, warns a friend about to visit Italy to “try and fill your heart especially with grandeur and earnestness of the great four” quattrocento Florentine figures of whom Botticelli is first.” (Levey 295) His art before that was seen as obscure and of lesser importance, almost odd in appearance. But that was changing in the late 19th century. “In the early 1860’s Burne-Jones’s own vehement love of Botticelli was still something unusual. Nevertheless, by then the public was aware of Botticelli’s existence and his work was being collected. (Levey 299)….But there were serious obstacles to appreciation. There remained unexplained obscurities of subject matter and a violence of emotion which was disturbing, even an ambivalence in the artist’s attitude to what he painted.”(Levey 301) Is it possible that what was being rejected was the liminal and the grey areas that his works seem to call forth? Could this also be the reason why in the 1890’s America, we are seeing literary works calling forth the liminal and therefore calling forth Aphrodite subconsciously in the process? What fears us also drives us forward, and Dubois has pinpointed that fear and the result. William Morris and William Stanhope had both been fascinated by Venus and explored her both in their work and in the admiration they showed for earlier works by Botticelli of Flora and Births of Venus. It was “still a rather esoteric enthusiasm in 1870s” (Poe 56), but at the same time when ideas and paradigms are being called forth, this is done slowly and in a small way without knowledge until later when the trend has almost passed. Lorenzo Medici, patron of Sandro Botticelli had wished for the “Tuscan tongue” to become something “never again be scorned as being poorly ornamented and lacking in richness.” (Dempsey 3), so suffice it to say that Dubois’ use of slave songs in his work was in an analogous way attempting to approach the same formalization in order to raise the level of the art he wished to emphasize. One could argue that both Lorenzo de Medici and W.E.B. Dubois were successful in their efforts, Florentine art and culture becoming high art, and Black culture and music becoming pivotal to the growth of American music and pop culture. And it was through the metaphorical rise of Aphrodite and the liminal that we can track this progress happening. The attachment and attraction to Botticelli tracks the level of change as the idea of the New Woman and The Decadent rise from the foam to the surface. The polarities were now realized, so the paradox could be resolved.

 

Conclusion: The Rise of the New Woman and Black American Culture.

“Eros is what moves us to make connections and therefore leads to the common good: it is the power, the yearning, the hunger, the drive, the YES to the breakdown of the walls that separate person from person, creature from creature, creature from creator; and to the making of the connections between and among us in which we find our common good,” (Hall 96)

 

Cheryl Hall argues convincingly in her book The Trouble with Passion: Political Theory Beyond the Reign of Reason that it is through the erotic that one could resist oppression. Chopin’s novel could have been an example of this had Edna embraced the erotic for what it is: true, singular desire for what is real and a taking ownership of the body through these desires. However, she didn’t remain in the erotic world. She left only to be taken in by the world of illusion and nostalgia that the water her forced her into in the end. We could make an even further argument by saying that it is in this novel that we see the unresolvable paradox of desire vs. illusion, or body vs. fantasy. We wonder what would have happened had she stayed, but that is not important considering when the work was published and what was possible for women at the time, holding profound significance for what was at stake toward the end of the nineteenth century. As Linda Dowling writes:

“When they described their lurid vision of cultural apocalypse, critics of the “New” inevitably adopted what had become a familiar journalistic vocabulary of crisis. Invoking the analogy of the French Revolution, for instance, had by the 1890’s become an almost reflexive rhetorical gesture among journalistic writers, one merely signaling a writer’s urgent dismay or his sense of inevitable, inevitably disastrous consequences. “ (Dowling 437)

 

Given this prevailing atmosphere of crisis, it is no wonder that writers were writing on the line of the liminal. When there is an upheaval in any area there is always this uncertainty present. What we do with this uncertainty had to ability to promote change for either the better or the worse.

“If we smile at the repeated warnings of apocalypse made by critics of the New Woman and the decadent, we nonetheless recognize in their apocalyptic vocabulary a genuinely anguished expression of cultural anxiety, a sense that the new might betoken cultural changes even less comprehensible than those which the constantly recurring images of decline, decay, and end were meant to control.” (Dowling 438)

 

In other words, they were seeing it as a sign that things were about to go downhill very fast. Linda Dowling also brings up in her essay how those heroines of the New Woman Movement consorted with those of the “other “unsavory lower classes”: lower class people and especially the male of the lower classes. Not only did they want to rewrite social imbalances through their cause, but usually this descent was appealing because it represented the simplicity that they cannot re-gain in their lives (just as Edna fantasized about going back to her childhood in her last moments), temporary and was only a brief stint on the journey towards greater sense of self.  (Dowling 442-3) What Dowling does not address, however, is the idea that through the melding of class, this New Woman could create a new category for herself without throwing out what was good in the old system. Not only that, women were able to achieve the sense of the erotic that they could not achieve within high culture and its overly formal system of restrictions. In essence, by creating these connections they were attempting to do what Edna had begun: transgress the unbroken liminality of the age:  to finally break the system that was not working without causing destruction in the process.

            Isn’t that in essence what Dubois was also attempting in his Souls of Black Folk?  “How many heartfuls of sorrow shall balance a bushel of wheat? How hard a thing is life to the lowly, and yet how human and real!”  Why should we forget where we come from (nature, home, roots, the pastoral) through the univocal cause of Progress? That paradox needed to be resolved. Forgetting half of the polarity would be exactly what would lead to despair and eventual destruction. Dubois taught us that. So did Chopin. We cannot embrace only one side of a duality, so we either stay within the liminal or combine the two together to create something completely brand new.

            As Dubois had combined two sides throughout his work (music vs. poems, and moments of simplicity vs. higher thought/reason), so did American culture continue on to resolve those paradoxes presented to us in the 1890’s: African Americans would continue into the future to change the landscape of music through song, stories, and spirituality, and women would rise like Aphrodite to give strength to a whole new generation of women with voices that demanded to be heard and accepted as part of the whole.

Both Black Americans and American women had reclaimed their bodies in the end and would write their own language into the integral American story of the future.

 

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Monday, May 4, 2020

Gillman's Yellow Wallpaper and Why Women Need Something to Do

I had read an article by Shirley Samuels on the feminist interpretation of Gilman, already wondering what happened to the narrator’s baby in “The Yellow Wallpaper”. It seems that the biggest problem for the narrator is that she not only is given no responsibility at all except for preserving her mental state, but her link to her own child has been devalued. The child is missing, while she is forced to spend her days isolated in the nursery, a room preserved for children.
              Not only is she forced into the nursery like a child, she is forced to live with a paper that is causing her to go mad; paper of course being the tool of a writer. This wallpaper is filled with her own imaginings and keeps exponentially cycling and increasing as time goes on. To me, it is similar to the life of a writer but only in this case, the writer needs to be confined with her fantasies and unable to get out of them. The story begins with the line “It is very seldom that mere ordinary people like John and myself secure ancestral halls for the summer.” Immediately, I thought of Daphne De Maurier’s Rebecca and, of course, the gothic novel Jane Eyre, along with the Gothic novel, in general. So, in other words, the narrator is asked to focus on the ancestral hall, the very thing that actually causes Gothic imaginings in the mind. This is a double-edged sword. Gothic imaginings create stories, but they also create terror, fear, madness, and the sublime. She is similar to Mr. Rochester’s mad wife in the attic, but it is actually worse in her case: she is forced to live in the room with her child’s absence. She is separated from the child she is designed to nurture.
              There are women trapped inside the wallpaper, like characters trapped inside a narrative. They are creeping and crawling, likely waiting to be given something to do, like her. She ends the narrative creeping and crawling, in essence scaring her husband and causing him to faint in a rush of the sublime. Fine ending for an instructive tale about keeping women confined.
Moral of the story: women do need “something to do”. They aren’t children to be coddled and protected. When forced into the nursery, as we have seen, they will revert to a child-like state of imagination. And their “playing” will cause the adults to utterly lose it. But, proceed forward fully knowing the dangers you will create.

Saturday, May 2, 2020

Northanger Abbey by Jane Austen

I have always thought that Catherine Morland has received a bad rap, not only from  the characters in the novel, but readers over the years have misinterpreted her, in my opinion. Catherine was able to understand the monstrously realistic nature of General Tilney (in other words not a monster, but just as bad as one) through her own imaginative deductions. This relates to Derrida when he writes:  "By orienting and organizing the coherence of the system, the center of a structure permits the play of its elements inside the total form."

Catherine may have been creating stories inside her own head of what was fantastical and simply untrue (as Henry Tilney points out), but I do think her technique was to reframe what was indeed happening through this sense of seeing the signs and putting them into play, almost lessening its extreme impact in anticipation  of informing Henry. His reception of the information was initially to say that Catherine was being unrealistic with her accusations, thus not taking them seriously and to heart. As the narrative progresses, however, both he and the reader come to find out  that yes, she was right, but not exactly, and not in they way they all presumed. 

Austen's focus on negation to me signals her disproof of things empirically (We can only disprove something. We can never indesputably prove something). As Derrida writes, "Nevertheless, the center also closes off the play which it opens up and makes possible." So, Catherine's centering actually opens up the possibilites rather than creates a situation where she is seen as being irrational. When she opens the cabinet in the light of the morning and realizes how absurd her thoughts had been (seeing a basic laundry list inside, instead of the bones of the dead wife as she expected or whatever else she could have imagined), this moment opens up the possibility that there could be more to the story of the Abbey. Catherine is creating and pinpointing the center, and Austen is, through her narrative techniques, disproving the possibilities, thus honing the options down considerably:  down to one possibility, in fact.

Catherine ultimately excels at creating these structures, and I would argue that the other characters don't exactly understand or comprehend how to make them, especially Henry, who is such a know it all. What is also interesting? This all takes place in an old abbey which represents the old guard, the past, the old structure that had existed before the abbey was converted and its meaning was lost through history. This reminded me, of course, of Burke's Reflections on the Revolution in France, and his defense of tradition, the monarchy, and the clergy in the face of violent reform.

In Austen's work, Catherine mediates between the forgotten , Gothic past and the progressive future. When she enters the Abbey, she brings her own interpretation of the signs that she is presented with, and so she serves as the character who will solve the ultimate crime of improvement amidst the Gothic ruins. General Tilney's intention to "improve" the future of his family line results in an innocent single female to be placed in a truly dangerous situation without consent of her parents or chaperone. General Tilney should have been protecting her as the fortification of the Abbey had protected the inhabitants in the past, yet he didn't. He placed improvement above traditional chivalry and protection.

Thursday, April 30, 2020

Wollstonecraft and Burke: The French Revolution

My aim is to trouble the binary that appears between Wollstonecraft and Burke. It is not as clear cut as it appears on the surface. 

What is the relationship of conservative revolution to enlightenment progress? How should we factor into our accounts of enlightenments those works that flaunt, ironize, perpetuate, and incinerate its rhetoric? How would we characterize Burke’s relationship to enlightenment?

As I read through both works, I noticed that both are attempting to advance Enlightenment principles in their own ways (polarized methods, but still). I would argue that in some ways, Burke is similar to Jefferson in that his focus is on current land holdings and working through the concept of traditional inheritance (before attempting to create change else where). His focus is on building from the foundation of what is already there, instead of destroying the system entirely (forcing the church and ecclesiastical to give back their holdings and dissolving the monarchy altogether "Throwing out the baby with the bathwater"). Burke seems to be calling for a sense of fairness, whereas Wollstonecraft wants justice to be done. Wollstonecraft in her work is primarily establishing that tradition itself has caused the inequality and resulting frivolity of women, which in turn has harmed the structure of society. Therefore, the structure of society is utterly flawed and should not be built upon as the foundation, even if pre-existing and having a solid foundation in the past.

Burke calls a halt to this complete dissolution and destruction and yes, I would agree that his voice and ideas hearken back to those ideas circulating during the Glorious Revolution (or bloodless revolution). Why shed blood when we can peaceably figure this all out in a fair manner? Why so much unnecessary change and turmoil?

It is clear Burke is calling for a calming to happen: a rational response to the emotional reactions, whereas it is clear that Wollstonecraft is appalled that Burke would even think of silencing those who are suffering, namely the poor and disadvantaged who don't have inheritance and who are struggling. I found it interesting that Wollstonecraft called Burke out as having a lack of reason: "I perceive from the whole tenor of your Reflections, that you have a mortal antipathy to Reason" (Norton edition page 8) while striking him down as holding onto ancient ideas in his treatise.  So, is Wollstonecraft the more reasonable of the two?  Just because she says it doesn't make it true. Her rhetoric is one of exposing Burke for negligence of people's feelings and the right of individuals. It is an efficient way to break down a piece of writing that is four times longer than hers, while neglecting that he actually gives perfectly "reasonable" answers to her questions.  Emotional appeal is an effective method to downplay someone else's argument, making them look heartless and selfish in the process. So, is Burke an Enlightenment thinker? I would argue that he absolutely is. Burke recounts and defends every point to a detailed degree. Like I said, he reminds me of Jefferson and the methods Bacon and others have used to make an inventory of what already exists.  Like a Virginian statesman, he is fully aware you cannot erase what has happened before completely and it would be unfair to many to destroy the past completely. Reconciliation needs to happen gradually. 

Wollstonecraft brings up some fair points herself, but to me she is more reiterating what is already at stake in the Revolution. Not so much Enlightenment thought as an abolishment of faulty societal structure. Her ideas are similar to those of Cavendish: exposure of the faults rather than a preservation and subsequent building. 

It strikes me that they should have been working together to create a solution, instead of being polarized in their thoughts and ideas. It is a clear case of not listening and understanding the other and what is actually at stake within the big picture.

I would be interested in finding out just how far their arguments had gone after publication of Wollstonecraft's essay. Did they ever come to a compromise? Since I plan on writing on Aphra Behn, I am interested in this idea of emotional appeal and spectacle. This exchange is similar to some current discourse going on in politics today. This is a clear case where history needs to be remembered, and we need to learn from it. Burke is trying to get this across in his own painstaken, thorough fashion.

Tuesday, April 28, 2020

McTeague by Frank Norris


One of David's Bowie's favorite novels, this book is at once surrealistic and funny and also tragic, a combination that is hard to find.  Through out the whole of the novel McTeague, we are faced with attempting to decipher what it means to possess and ultimately what it means to spend. There is a tension in this novel that never seems to find release. Trina does not wish to spend, and her spending is not just a symbolism of satisfying needs and desires. It stems from a physical possession, a physical revelry. Compare this to the discussion on love (pg. 52 Norton): “No, Trina did not know. “Do I love him? Do I love him?” A thousand times she put the question to herself during the next two to three days.  At night she hardly slept, but lay broadly awake for hours in her little, gaily painted bad, with its white netting torturing herself with doubts and questions.” Could love in this novel be a part of possessing?

              After their marriage, Trina spends the majority of her time finding solace in the fact that McTeague was truly hers and would always be hers, no matter what. She is seen as wrapping her arms around him constantly as if he is an object possessed. He doesn’t care so much as long as she remains a part of her day and consistently inserted into his life. So, it appears that to Trina, McTeague is something owned, something of value, whereas to McTeague, Trina is something to be gazed upon and kept within the unchangeable painting of his life. Any disruption or surprises would most certainly affect his impressions therefore changing the painting he created from the start. What McTeague does not understand is that he cannot expect Trina to not change, just as she cannot expect McTeague to always be “hers”.

              Compare this idea to how Trina sees money. She has $5000 that she won in a lottery. Presumably she will live off of the interest, so this capital needs to stay stable. This is not good enough for Trina. She must possess physically the money even when she knows she will lose money doing so. In essence she doesn’t understand that money is just a representation or symbol. To McTeague, money is something to rely upon. He was used to a finer life through Trina and he did not want to go back. Once the painting was made, he didn’t wish to alter it. McTeague was fine not possessing the money, just as he was fine not physically possessing Trina.  Trina needed to possess both the money and McTeague. Trina is left unsatisfied continually throughout the novel.

              All of the contradictions and oppositions that are presented to us in this novel (irreconcilable paradoxes) seem to stem from one problem: Love and what it means to love and how this connects to sexuality/the body. Money is just a substitute for love. In the beginning, we see McTeague winning Trina away from Marcus, while in the background we see Trina doubting behind the scenes. Money becomes to Trina a substitute for the love she actually desires: kindness, compassion, warmth, protection, care, and most of all attention to her as a human being and not a painting. She takes solace in the coins she places in her bed as if they were her lover. And as readers, we understand this feeling. The cold coins are not much different than the coldness of her marital bed, but at least she derives ecstasy from them.

              
This novel is physical to an extreme: all the violence and the grabbing, biting, injuries, pushing, pulling, squeezing seem to signal something that has been repressed and is bursting out of its confinement. Trina ends up dying because she isn’t allowed to have sexual release (to be “spent”) through the act of love. McTeague ends up in the mine searching for the gold that Trina represented, which in turn represents her as object, not living, breathing, emotional, passionate human. Trina becomes the gold after death, embedded in the rock to be mined, extracted, and brought home again.

In the end in the desert of Death Valley, Trina is transformed into the "half dead canary chittering feebly in its little gilt prison."

Monday, April 27, 2020

Hope and Other Dangerous Pursuits

Moroccan-American novelist, essayist, and professor Laila Lalami has written 4 novels and various essays, opinion pieces, book reviews, and short stories. Born in Rabat (where this novel starts out), Lalami was educated in Morocco, Great Britain, and the U.S. She holds a BA in English and an MA and PhD in Linguistics and is currently a professor at UC Riverside. She has just published her current non-fiction book Conditional Citizens in April 2020 through Pantheon Books. Her first novel, Hope and Other Dangerous Pursuits, was published in 2005.  
              Hope and Other Dangerous Pursuits is broken up into two parts, each part making up 4 chapters. The novel tracks various characters as they attempt to cross the Strait of Gibraltar together in a 6 meter long Zodiac boat filled with 30 people and are forced to swim to shore. Each chapter shows the various connections that each character has and the reasons for and result of the attempted emigration.
              The book begins with an introduction called “The Trip”. The author narrates the events of the trip across the strait from Tangier to Spain. Murad had paid Captain Rahal 20,000 dirhams to take him the 14 km across the strait. We are introduced to Faten (an 18-19 year old girl), Aziz (his second attempt), Scarface (tennis instructor), Mauna (10 -year old girl), Halima (her mom who is escaping an abusive husband), and a Guinean woman who throws up on Faten’s boots. When they are forced to swim, Faten has trouble, so Murad helps her. The Spanish Guardia Civil capture them when they reach the shore. The book proceeds to piece apart each story of both their “before” and “after” lives.
              In “Part I: Before”, we are given the stories of Faten and her friend Nouma.” The Fanatic” is a narration explaining why Faten decides to cross and eventually becomes a prostitute in Madrid. The chapter called “Bus Rides” tells the story of Maati and Halima and why she decides to leave her husband and cross with her children. The chapter called “Acceptance” is the story of Aziz and why he decides to cross and leave his wife Zohra for five years. The chapter “Better Luck Tomorrow” is finally Murad’s story. His mother discounts his authority because he is jobless and so decides to leave and pursue better opportunities in Spain besides the hustling that he does. He meets Rahal, the reptilian boat guy who hustles the hustler into paying him money to take him only partially across the strait.
              Part 2 is what occurs after they arrive in Spain. Chapter 5 called “The Saint” is the story of Halima and her blessed son, Farid. Farid apparently saves her life when they are forced to swim across the strait. Halima did not know how to swim. Halima ended up returning to Casablanca, but lives in a room in the slums outside the city. The miracle of the stick, the rescue, and Maati’s change of heart all are seen as supernatural intervention. Farid is seen as having some sort of gift. Maati grants Halima the divorce that she had wished for. The story of the Bleeding Tree is narrated. Chapter 6 is called “The Odalisque” (or female slave or concubine in a harem) and contains Faten’s story of how she became a prostitute in Madrid. Martin is introduced as her outwardly empathetic client. After being arrested on the beach, she grants sexual favors to a guard and is released. Her only option is to start selling more sexual favors creating a clientele base in Madrid. She had been there 3 years and lived with a roommate named Betoul. Chapter 7 is titled “The Homecoming”, and it is the story of Aziz’s return home to his wife and hometown. The idealistic fantasies of his return do not match the reality of what he returns to find. Much has changed and his plans and obligations over his wife are lifted due to irreconcilable goals and wants. He feels freed. They both do. The final chapter is titled “The Storyteller”, and through this particular story we are shown through one scene how Murad feels about his return to Tangier and the Botbol Bazaar and Gifts. He is working at a shop selling handicrafts and carpets, but has not entirely left his hustling days behind. Murad wished to attempt a return, but his mother refused to sell her bracelets for the money. There is a juxtaposition in this chapter between the reality of the visiting tourists and the fantasy of the story told about Arbo, Jenara, Ghomari, and the Sultan. The book ends with Murad realizing that he should write the stories, as his own father told to his children. He begins to block out the reality of the shop in order to go into his mind and start writing.
              Because the book is structured in this way, the author is able to juxtapose paradoxes and the difficult choices that are made between the various characters. The ending story mirrors the opening scene of Murad being at the center of the boat trip. Murad’s stories are both last in both of the sections. Murad begins and ends the narrative, and so the reader is guided to Murad for the final say in what had taken place and, therefore, what it all means. If the novel starts out with a chapter in third person narration recounting Murad’s viewpoint, then we could surmise that he is the pivot point of the book. Why did Lalami choose Murad as the pivot point character? Could it be he is “the storyteller”? Could she have seen Murad as someone she herself understands?
              To understand the answers to these questions, a close reading is required. What exactly is she mirroring within the form of the book? If we take the Introduction (“The Trip”), Lalami begins this chapter and the novel with two words: “Fourteen kilometers.” She ends the chapter with Murad being fine with the knowledge that he actually attempted the trip and did make it across. So, “next time”, like Aziz, he will make it. Therefore, the reader sees the distance as the initial obstacle: a mere fourteen kilometers. What can we deduce from this measurement then? Murad from Tangier as potential storyteller with a hopeful future ahead attempting to traverse the Strait of Gibraltar.  
              Lalami places Faten, the fanatic, as the next layer of pivot. Her stories are part of the first and second stories in the before and after sections. She is the first voice we read in both parts. Faten is also saved by Murad on the trip over. Murad, the storyteller, saves Faten, the fanatic. Isn’t Faten also the storyteller? Doesn’t she also tell stories in her work as prostitute? Wasn’t she the fanatic “voice” that was punished for calling out the king in the first chapter? Her destiny was formed when Larbi Amrani has her expelled from university for cheating. The stories that are told by both Murat and Faten are stories of indigenous culture of the Moroccans, or Moors. The distance, fourteen kilometers, is symbolic of the Moorish invasion in 711. Both Murad and Faten attempt a crossing. Faten makes it though by using her female body to strike a deal, yet Murad is sent back to try again (after spending all that money in the first place).  Both characters have strong voices, but it is Faten’s body that allows for her successful emigration. At the end of the book, we are left with two characters, each on either side of the strait.  Faten was able to successfully “invade” Spain using her wit, charm, and storytelling ability. She is using her roots to persuade her few clientele to support her and fund her. Faten tells Arabian Nights-like tales to draw men into her own economy and capital. Faten is the one who can support herself on the other side. She did not need anyone to help her. If we consider the book from this vantage point, then compare Lalami’s ideas in her essays, we can start to fill in the big picture of what the book is attempting to tell us.
              Faten is a lower class, independent woman who does not ask for help, except for when she is saved by Murad. Murad saves Fatel and so, it is she who becomes “the chosen one”, or the Odalisque, who will make her way forward and “conquer”. Murad is actually the true enabler in the book, or true pivot point to allow for the emigration of, not him unfortunately, but of others including Faten. When she arrives, she is using sexuality and potential procreation (note the condom scene where she runs out of her supply (another commodity that needs to be bought)) to survive. It is only through the reproductive potentiality of Faten that her roots can be planted into the newly won soil.  It is her egg that could become a seed, or a child by a Spanish father. Prostitution prevents this, however. The potential seed lands within the latex condom and is tossed away. In the process of searching for the condom in Martin’s car, for instance, Faten finds a copy of the Qur’an. When she asks him what he is doing with it, ““I’m just reading up.” He said. He reached out and caressed her hair. “Can we get on with it?” “(Lalami, Hope 134) It was a moment of revelation for Faten and, in a moment, she realizes why he is taking such an interest in her. It isn’t to have a potential romantic relationship, but to fulfill the fantasies that she has been feeding him. This moment problematizes the book and cuts off any hope for her that she was holding with Martin. Faten thought she and Martin had been speaking the same language (“the game”) but as it turns out, he was actually playing the actual game.
              Backing up five years to 2000, when Lalami becomes a US citizen, she was also an immigrant, a woman, an Arab, and a Muslim in the U.S. (California). Lalami had written in her essay “Bright Stars”: “Millions of people in this country live with the terrible reality that their status is at least partially determined by the color of their skin, nature of their creed, their gender identity, or national origin.” (Lalami 41). Faten’s status also was determined by all of those things: her gender, her religion, her ethnicity, her race, and the geography of where she comes from (across the strait in the land of the exotic, dangerous Moors). Her book then seems to be a take on geographical and national movement and migration and why it matters. Why this travel through time from “old life” to “new life” changes more than just location. It changes everything.
 In Lalami’s case, she had emigrated to the U.S. because “Love had brought me to that moment.” (Lalami Bright Stars 41) Her situation was much different than Faten’s. She had made the choice from her heart, not out of necessity. Faten starts out as a “fanatic”, but turns to manufactured “Love” in order to survive the crossing and permanent placement in Madrid. She even found a higher-class roommate in the bargain who did not reject her immoral ways. Her two dual sides (fanatic vs. sensual and submissive odalisque) come together as she fights her way through her own story of survival. She uses her rebellious nature to avoid being pulled into Martin’s attempts to help her out of both pity and a desire for the unknown.  One could argue after analyzing and comparing her journey to those of both Murad and Lalami, that she was actually the character with the most physical agency in the book. Murad had a lack of physical agency due to the loss of masculinity he encountered by being jobless. He was not able to fulfill his role of breadwinner and take his rightful place in the Arab male social hierarchy. Because of both of their attempts at emigration, they would forever be lost in that liminal space of the dark water of the Mediterranean into which they were dropped: lost inside this space of conquest. As Lalami writes, “The waves are inky black, except for hints of foam here and there, glistening white under the moon, like tombstones in a dark cemetery.” (Lalami, Home 2)
In neither of their cases could they reject their gender roles: Murad could not reject his masculinity, and Faten could not reject her femininity. Because of their liminality, they are the characters with the most ability to weave tales in the book.  They are two sides of the same coin. Their placement in the narrative and their reflection of each other creates a duality. Faten’s story ends in a shared meal in a liminal space that is neither Moroccan, nor Spanish (she is using Spanish-made ingredients, after all), and Murad’s story ends in being lost in the imaginative part of his mind, also a liminal space. There is a fluidity of both time and memory in both of these spaces: Faten is bringing forth her culture and roots into the present moment and sharing it with another woman of a different class in a different country, whereas Murad is able to ignore the tourists in his shop and their focus on commodity and material culture in the present moment as he creates from scratch another narrative of his choosing.  They both create a form of power and creative force, ultimately. Both characters are “weaving a carpet of their own making” from their own sense of selfhood. Both refuse to submit as an object to be studied.  In the eyes of society, neither character had chosen the “acceptable” path. They are the two characters in the narrative who we can observe their life moving on in relative hope after the book ends. Hope, not in terms of potential happiness, but in terms of power and a better future for all through their agency.
Which character is in a better position? Neither character appears outwardly to have the upper hand. Faten made it across to Spain, but Murad has a stable position in Morocco and the safety of respectable employment in order to create. Both characters will struggle with class, gender, race, and religious issues in the end, but it is Faten who is given the chance to change things. She possesses physical mobility that he does not possess, and, like Murad, she not only “spins yarns”, but she can cook and create sustenance and nurturance. Like Tariq ibn-Zihad, Arab governor of Tangier, in 711, she made the crossing using her skills, roots, and character traits in order to conquer her clients, make money in a strange land called Spain, and to form a brand-new future. Murad, on the other hand, will form a new future through the mind and his voice, potentially spreading this voice across borders. Faten may have been the conquering force, but Murad is the personification of this hopeful future simply by standing still.

Through Lalami’s book, we learn as readers that hope is inevitably a dangerous pursuit. You could fall into the dark waters and never come back.



Further Reading:

Alami, Ahmed Idrissi, “’Illegal Crossing, historical memory in Laila Lalami’s Hope and Other Dangerous
              Pursuits”, The Journal of North African Studies, Vol. 17, No. 1, Jan 2012, pp. 143-156.
Flesler, D., The Return of the Moor:  Spanish Responses to Contemporary Moroccan Immigration, West
              Lafayette:  Purdue University Press, 2008.
Fuchs, B., Exotic Nation: Maurophilia and the Construction of Early Modern Spain, Philadelphia:
              University of Penn Press, 2008.
Kahf, Mohja, Western Representations of the Muslim Woman:  From Termagant to Odalisque, Austin:
              University of Texas Press, 1999.
Lalami, Laila, “Bright Stars: The unfulfilled promise of American citizenship”, Harper’s Magazine, April
              2020, pp. 39-43.
Lalami, Laila, Hope and Other Dangerous Pursuits, New York: Harcourt, 2005.
Oliveira Martins, J.P., A History of Iberian Civilization, New York:  Cooper Square Publishers, 1969.