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LIT 240 - Fall 2009

Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Milton's Satan

Apologies if you're in Brit Lit I, this will be a bit of a rehash.

Today I recited, not so well, a passage from Book 1 of Milton's epic poem about the Fall of Satan and Men, Paradise Lost. The poem begins with Satan and his compatriots, after having lost in a civil war against God, awaking in Hell. Reminds me of waking up with a hangover and wondering what happened, what now? Finding themselves as exiles, opponents of God, they resign to their fate, essentially saying, "Well, guess we gotta be evil now! Shucks." They get about to establishing themselves, with Satan and his right-hand man Beëzlebub delivering copious monologues and soliloquys. Given Milton's background as a Puritan reformer and Latin Secretary under Oliver Cromwell, remaining committed to the ideas of the Commonwealth after the English Civil War and Restoration (of monarchy), his portrayal of Satan as a complicated, even sympathetic character, who rebels against the absolute monarchy of God, is surprising. Below is the excerpt I chose to recite, part of a speech by Satan concerning his thoughts on Heaven and God:

Farewell happy fields
Where joy forever dwells; Hail horrors, hail
Infernal world, and thou profoundest Hell
Receive thy new possessor: one who brings
A mind not to be changed by place or time.
The mind is its own place, and in itself
Can make a Heav'n of Hell, a Hell of Heav'n.
What matter where, if I be still the same,
And what I should be, all but less than he
Whom thunder hath made greater? Here at least
We shall be free; th' Almighty hath not built
Here for his envy; will not drive us hence:
Here we may reign secure, and in my choice
To reign is worth ambition though in Hell:
Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heav'n.

(Paradise Lost 1.249-263)
Satan says goodbye to Heaven, nevertheless remarking that a mind like his can make "a Heav'n of Hell." Critiquing God's leadership, he asserts that his mind "will not be changed by place or time," he will not error like God supposedly has. Elsewhere in the poem, he openly admits that God is more powerful, the reason his force of fallen angels lost. In fact, God failed to inform them that he was omnipotent - a point of contention. Regardless, Satan sees himself as an equal of God's, just a little less powerful than he "Whom thunder hath made greater." He still views himself and his colleagues as angels, 'What matter where, if I be still the same," who have found safety in Hell where they "shall be free" from God's autocratic rule and "may reign secure" on their own. Finally, Satan sums it all up, "Better to reign in Hell, than serve in Heav'n."

Imagine my surprise in finding the most complex, shades-of-grey portrayal of Satan being made by a 17th century Puritan reformist? Even today, amongst believers and skeptics alike, including a nontheist like myself, the figure of Satan is almost always associated with absolute evil - an unbending antagonist.

Milton's Satan, hero of moral relativism? God, don't tell the moral absolutists!

Sunday, October 25, 2009

"Waked in the elders by Susanna"

I think I've been putting off posting my thoughts on the Book of Susanna and Wallace Stevens' "Peter Quince at the Clavier", because well, I felt I had been beaten to the punch. What could I say that hasn't already been said in someone else's blog? Then I just resolved to write about my own encounter with the two works, instead of specifically expounding upon the nature of music or beauty.

The Book of Susanna turned out to be an intriguing read, its brevity refreshing. A tightly constructed narrative for the period, I enjoyed it as both a folk motif and an early example of the courtroom drama archetype - Law & Order: Babylon. [Daniel's youth places the story as ostensibly during the exile in Babylon (footnotes 1471)] The use of Daniel as an Atticus Finch figure is particularly interesting.

Upon a first cursory reading of Steven's poem week before last, I wondered about the title's meaning. Not sure if it was mentioned in one of the classes I missed or in someone else's blog, but the poem's Wikipedia entry has a well-cited explanation:

The Peter Quince of the title is the character of one of the "mechanicals" in Shakespeare's A Midsummer Night's Dream. Stevens' poem titles are not necessarily a reliable indicator of the meaning of his poems, but Milton Bates suggests that it serves as ironic stage direction, the image of "Shakespear's rude mechanical pressing the delicate keyboard with his thick fingers" expressing the poet's self-deprecation and betraying Stevens's discomfort with the role of "serious poet" in those early years.

Later readings inflicted me with a sense of musicality, which led to seek out the recordings made by Dominick Argento and Gerald Berg mentioned in the Wikipedia entry. A failure, unfortunately, they seem pretty obscure. Eight copies of the Dominick Argento album that includes musical scores of "Peter Quince at the Clavier" - An American Romantic (1979) - are for sale on Amazon, from $39.95 up to $155.44.
Apparently, the scene of Susanna and the Elders proved a popular subject in paintings. Central to the abundance of Susanna paintings was the easy justification of a nude female subject. I found these two, amongst others, on a cool blog that focuses solely on artistic depictions of women in the Bible:

Top: Jacques Stella (1596-1657), French Classical painter
Above: Théodore Chassériau (1819-1856), French Romantic painter


I titled this blog with a quote summing up the passage that first really leapt out at me from Steven's poem.

Thinking of your blue-shadowed silk,
Is music. It is like the strain
Waked in the elders by Susanna;
(lines 7-9)

Such a strong longing for beauty, whether musical or physical, experienced as feeling - sexual and otherwise. A musical sensuality, near explicit, "The basses of their beings throb" (line 13). Far more than the folk motif of an upstanding woman misjudged by society, Stevens transforms Susanna into musical metaphor, into metaphor for beauty as an inversion of Platonic universals summed up in the passage below:

Beauty is momentary in the mind -
The fitful tracing of the portal;
But in the flesh it is immortal.
(line 51-3)
Steven's beauty doesn't exist as a permanent form in the mind or separate from the physical world, but persists in immortal moments of impermanent flesh. The "strain" wakened in the elders by Susanna's beauty, regardless of their amoral intent, is immortal. By touching "the bawdy strings / Of those white elders" (lines 61-2), and then escaping their machinations, Susanna's music creates a "constant sacrament of praise" (line 66) playing in perpetual memory.

Sirach 34

Flipping through my Harper Collins Study Bible, marveling absent-mindedly at its enormity, the title of a passage caught my eye - Dreams Mean Nothing, Sirach 34.1-8 (pg. 1423-4). Struck by the near-nihilistic attitude of the first few lines, I felt compelled to finish it before returning to the Book of Susannah, the original target of my page-flipping. Below is the passage:

The senseless have vain and false hopes,
and dreams give wings to fools.
As one who catches at a shadow and pursues the wind,
so is anyone who believes in dreams.
What is seen in dreams is but a reflection,
the likeness of a face looking at itself.
From an unclean thing what can be clean?
And from something false what can be true?
Divinations and omens and dreams are unreal,
and like a woman in labor, the mind has fantasies.
Unless they are sent by intervention from the Most High,
pay no attention to them.
For dreams have deceived many,
and those who put their hope in them have perished.
Without such deceptions the law will be fulfilled,
and wisdom is complete in the mouth of the faithful.

"What a Debbie Downer of scripture," I first thought. Nevertheless, lines like "From an unclean thing what can be clean?" piqued my interest, resonating an almost proto-Puritanical worldview in which "dreams give wings to fools," a line that seems strangely familiar to me, as if it were used by Shakespeare. After racking my brain, no correlating memory resurfaced. A cursory Google search proved fruitless. Anyone know, or is this just some strange cousin of deja-vu?

Harper Collins gives the full name of the book as Ecclesiasticus, or the Wisdom of Jesus Son of Sirach, also known previously as the The Book of Ben Sira. The author, Jesus son of Eleazor son of Sirach, or Jesus ben Sira - known more commonly as just Ben Sira, was a Jewish teacher in Jerusalem who wrote between 200 and 180 BCE. Translated by his grandson into Greek, Ben Sira's writings became part of the Catholic deuterocannon and were widely read by Jews as a book of instruction. Eventually, the Hebrew version of the book fell into disuse, possibly because it was never included in the Jewish canon, and faded from general memory until the discovery of Hebrew manuscripts in the nineteenth and twentieth centuries (pg. 1378-9). Obviously, referring to Ben Sira primarily by his first name, or calling his writings The Book of Jesus, would lead to some complications, hence Sirach.

So was Ben Sira an ancient Israelite Puritan of sorts, seemingly against any and all temporal enjoyment? Not really. The Harper Collins book praises his main achievement as marrying the "learning typical of the ancient Near Eastern and Israelite wisdom traditions" with Mosaic law (1379). Like the "prophets", Ben Sira was simply trying to correct what he saw as false or ungodly behavior in the society around him.

Still, his diatribe against dreams seems a bit extreme, especially when compared to the "If you can dream it, you can do it" attitude of our culture. I suspect, though, that Sirach 34.1-8 simply presents a prime example of how erroneous the practice of interpreting the past through the lens of the present (regardless of how unavoidable it is) can be. According to the footnotes, "dream interpretation was considered a critical and scientific occupation" during the Hellenistic period (1423). Therefore, Ben Sira is primarily critiquing the predictive value of dreams, lumping the practice of such interpretation in with omens and other forms of divination or seeing into the future. Ben Sira is not anti-hope, but anti-dream in the strictest sense of utilizing them to divine meaning.

Thursday, October 22, 2009

Swine Days

Guess the plural title of my last post - "Bad Days" - turned out to be a portend of sorts.

I have Swine Flu.

Which is why, yet again, I was absent from class. At least this time it falls under the "excused" category, or so I assume, since the physician's assistant ordered me to stay away from any and all classes until 24 hours after my fever breaks for good.

At least I can tell you that being swined is definitely not as horrible as the hype makes it out to be. No Black Death here. Still feeling pretty rough though. Staring at this computer screen is giving me a pounding headache.

On another note, I realized I didn't even discuss what our documentary was about. Any other time, it wouldn't necessarily be relevant. However, the mini-doc's title itself, Fire In The Garden, contains a Biblical reference of sorts. The film loosely addresses a theorizing of the West as the Garden of Eden (an old standby of American Studies) and the idea of the "American Adam". So, without going into too much detail, I've pasted the somewhat official 50-word description below:

Fire In The Garden examines thought provoking questions and issues of the American West in Montana, from the theoretical to the practical. At once poetic and formalist, Fire draws you into an academic discussion. In the end, you must answer the question: are we a fire in our own garden?


Sorry if it sounds a bit arrogant, calling itself poetic, but even non-traditional docs have to sell themselves a bit. Another selling point, the very first interview is with the English Department's very own Susan Kollin!

Back on the subject of bad days, I found two interesting Book of Job-related videos on Vimeo.

A "trailer" for a book of poetry from a traditional perspective.
An irreverently comical retelling of Job's story, obviously from a not-so-traditional perspective.

book of job from Gunnar Folleso on Vimeo.

I guess what I find interesting is how wildly different the two videos treat their source material. The traditionalist video attempts a darkly contemplative, yet no doubt belief-centered, aesthetic. I give it kudos for being a little more abstract and artful than the current literalist tendencies in mainstream Christian media. The non-traditionalist video, however, attempts nothing above the quirky, shallow pans prevalent throughout so much of today's web-culture. Don't misinterpret me though, I don't mean to sound like Mr. Holier Than Thou - there's nothing wrong with joking around. I'm definitely not innocent when it comes to proliferating stupid humor.

Head's about to explode. Time to sign off.

Wednesday, October 21, 2009

Bad Days

Monday afternoon to Tuesday afternoon: a bad day.

As a film major, so constantly am I busily working on projects, both for myself and especially others, that numerous "bad days" and sleepless nights ensue in the typical course of a semester. Here follows the account of one such day:

For the past few weeks, a friend and I have been steadily utilizing what little free time we possess to fine-tune a documentary we originally filmed last fall for Junior Nonfiction Production. Why now? Well, the Big Sky Documentary Film Festival's deadline was yesterday and we had always planned (and been urged by others) to submit, after a few minor tweaks to titles, color, and sound. Yet, in the post-production world, there exists extremely few "tweaks" that ever require a "minor" amount of effort. At least in my experience, no post-production phase ever seems to go along at a leisurely, comfortable pace. Instead, despite your best laid plans, you usually end up riding that deadline right up until the blurry, haggard end.

Long story short, I spent 16 near-continuous hours (excluding an hour-long break for a meeting I couldn't miss), from Monday afternoon to Tuesday morning, in the god-forsaken NLE (Non-Linear Editing lab). My NLE record, I am ashamed to admit, is 18 hours straight of post-sound on a senior's thesis, with no breaks, except for the occasional down-the-hall bathroom and vending machine jaunt. That sorry achievement was reached last spring during a "Dead Week" period of eight days in which I pulled four all-nighters on projects and papers, including one for World Literature. Before the end, I was dry-heaving and basically hallucinating - my first time experiencing both activities stone-cold sober. By the end, I had nearly lost all humanity and transformed into a zombie. My body hated me. That experience reinforced my determination to avoid any future all-nighters, an endeavor in which I had been successful until Monday night.

The good news is, we finished the film and created a nice DVD menu, again, and got it postmarked by the 20th. Of course, there exists an exponential amount of further fenagling and refining that we could perform. Ideally, we would have done more color correction, created more layered motion graphics, and beefed up the non-dialogue soundtrack even more - but for two full-time students, I feel we got it to a solid place.

The bad news is, I had a Brit Lit 1 midterm. Since I had been splitting the majority of my time during the weekend between working on the film and operating video projection for The Life & Times of Tulsa Love Child, I wasn't able to do any significant studying. The entirety of my Monday was spent in class and then the NLE. So, upon wearily returning to my apartment around 6 a.m., I took an obligatory shower (trust me) and then commenced to study. Battling fatigue and gastronomical problems stemming from a 4am gas station burrito and coffee/energy drinks in an effort to fight said fatigue, my studying session wasn't very successful. I tried to avoid skipping Bible as Lit in favor of studying, but failed. The hours seemed to melt away, with me making little headway. All of the sudden, it was time. Once in class, test in hand, my essay answers rambled in a way suited to sleep-deprivation, with relatively little support from an unfinished quotations sheet we were allowed to make. Regardless of extenuating circumstances, as a slow writer and test-taker I was the last to finish (or, rather, to hurriedly scribble into some semblance of a finish). I reassured myself that it was not the end of the world, that my sleepless jitters were simply getting the best of my already anxious nature, but I could have definitely gone without embarrassingly skulking past Dr. Sexson as he prepared for his incoming Nabokov class.

(Side plug: Tulsa Love Child, a quirky roadtrip comedy, has its last run this weekend, Friday and Saturday at 7:30pm, in the Black Box. Get there early, last Saturday's show sold out!)

A bad day to be sure, but at least it only involved school-work and filmmaking, and sleep, with some amount of relief in knowing the mad-dash was all over for the time being. No
deaths, no grief, no sickness, no moral quandaries, no deity harshly "testing" my faith like poor old Job. Could have been worse.

By the way, if you're easily offended, then refrain from any Job-related Google Image searching with "SafeSearch" turned off. Lots of words end in job, most of them "NSFW" to say the least.

Through a minimal amount of searching, I came upon a bunch of artwork from William Blake's Illustrations of the Book of Job. To the right is one of my favorites, in which Satan goes "forth from the presence of the Lord" and gleefully inflicts Job with boils. Now that's a bad day.

Thursday, October 15, 2009

A Yahwist Film?

Thoughts on the upcoming blockbuster, Legion.

God's fed up with humanity, yet again. What's a pissed off diety to do? Send a Great Flood? Maybe, if he hadn't made that pesky covenant. Send plagues? Been there, done that. After two millennia of taking it easy, He needs his 21st century debut to be fresh. How about extermination via a horde of monstrous angels? Now, that's a solution for the ADD generation.

Personally, I want to hurl every time Paul Bettany (Archangel Michael) murmurs "angels" so gloweringly in his fashionable overcoat, protecting the unborn Second Coming of Christ at a rural truck stop that just happens to house a bevy of attractive people (and assault rifles?). What about J though? While one half of me envisions her turning over in her grave, the other half can't help but wonder if she'd enjoy it after being brought up to speed on the last three millennia. Cheesy or not, the movie at least aspires to a form of storytelling not all that different from J's, assuming the removal of historical context. J's storytelling abilities operated through the context of her culture and time, evoking a worldview different from our own. For better or worse (usually the latter), Hollywood narrative is representative of our time, evoking the mainstream worldviews of our culture.

Taking cues from the trailer, God does not seem to be the all powerful creator of the Priestly writer, but rather closer to the faulted, anthropomorphic YHWH depicted by J. The angels themselves appear more physical than ethereal, seemingly vulnerable to human action. Were J and the Yahwists converted to Christian screenwriters still attempting to tell their stories through modern context, such a film of epic extermination doesn't seem too far-off.

Wednesday, October 14, 2009

Raglan and A Man of Constant Sorrow

Truth be told, I didn't make it to class on Tuesday, but at least it gave me the chance to utilize Rio's Smartpen recording!

After hearing about Lord Raglan, a strange familiarity hit me. Sure enough, years ago my dad - the family genealogist - had established a familial connection to William ap Thomas, a minor Welsh aristocrat who was granted the title "Blue Knight of Gwent" after being knighted by Henry VI. Sir William accumulated considerable power in Wales and through marriage was able to attain the Raglan estate, upon which he initiated the construction of Raglan Castle. After William's death in 1445, the castle was passed on to his son, William Herbert the 1st Earl of Pembroke, who continued its building. During the War of the Roses, a young Henry Tudor (a.k.a. Henry VII) resided within Raglan Castle under Herbert's custody - until the Earl fell out of favor with the Lancastrians and was summarily executed.

Although the use of William as a first or middle name seems eerily common throughout my more recent ancestors (including my father and grandfather), the genealogical roots are pretty tangled. I remember something about a name change not taking place; supposedly we would be the Wilsons otherwise. William Wilson has a nice alliterative ring to it. Anyways, regardless of my dad's fanciful family map-work, I'm not the distant relative of the Lord Raglan mentioned in class. Eventually, Raglan Castle came into the possession of the Somersets of the House of Beaufort, of which the hero-theorizing 4th Baron Raglan, Fitzroy Richard Somerset, was a member.

Here's a cool link to Lord Raglan's hero pattern, with point amounts given to heroes of different traditions and mythologies (from Krishna to Harry Potter):

On an almost completely different note, one of the songs played in class was the folk traditional "(I Am A) Man of Constant Sorrow". While the version from O Brother, Where Art Thou? is great, there's a ton of other recordings made over the last century, before and after the Stanley Brothers popularized it in the 1950s - including one by Bob Dylan. One of my favorite recordings is by Roscoe Holcomb from An Untamed Sense of Control, who hauntingly sings the tune a cappella. If you're interested in folk music, I've uploaded it to a file hosting site. Follow the link below.

Tuesday, October 13, 2009

Ishmael and The Story of B

I have yet to post a "Genesis review" blog. Sure, I have covered aspects of Genesis in my previous, scarce entries, but never an overview or personal reflection of Genesis. At this juncture, however, I feel such a generic post would be fruitless. Time to move on. Then again, the monumental nature of Genesis entices me to another post. Of all the books in the Bible, Genesis seems the most titanic in the scope of both its external socio-cultural influence and its internal influence weaved throughout later scriptures. While one may develop a better-than-average understanding of the Bible without picking through through Ezra and Nehemiah, no such knowledge can be gained without a thorough reading of Genesis.

What interests me is the vast variety of Genesis interpretations, many unaware or ignorant of the documentary hypothesis - from evangelical literalists to Plotz. Within academic circles, the likes of Bloom and Frye present various avenues to dissecting or understanding Genesis in new and poignant lights.

In Craig Stephenson's blog entry, "Predeluvian commentary," he engages in a speculative exercise of reconciling the early events of Genesis with modern science. Were Frye to read his blog, he may deem such speculation as a "problem of illusion and reality" central in the "third-phase language" of today (14), arguing that "the interest of myth is to draw a circumference around a human community and look inward toward that community, not to inquire into the operations of nature" (37). However, Craig does warn the reader not to consider his speculations seriously unless "seeking literal Biblical foundations for belief," many of which simply being "fun ways to see things in the Bible." As a former Catholic turned non-theist, I personally do not agree with the direction of Craig's commentary, but nevertheless find it interesting as yet another interpretation of Genesis.

Upon coming to the story of Cain and Abel, Craig briefly brings up an interpretation of Cain and Abel as metaphorical "eponymous ancestors" in Ishmael, by Daniel Quinn. Whether you agree with Quinn's assertions or not, Ishmael is far more than "that novel about the gorilla who teaches the man about the Bible." While the Bible, revealed religions, and human history in general figure prominently into Quinn's novel (i.e. the sentient gorilla's name is "Ishmael"), they serve as dialectic frameworks through which the author expounds on his beliefs concerning the fallacious nature of "totalitarian agriculture", our resulting disharmonic society, and the catastrophic consequences of human overpopulation.

In Ishmael, Quinn interprets Genesis and "The Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil" in a convincingly unique manner. Separating humanity into two meta-cultures, "Takers" (agricultural expansionists, of which we are a part) and "Leavers" (homeostatic tribes, those who live in accordance with the laws of nature and community of life), Quinn interprets the story of Adam and Eve's eating of the forbidden fruit through the context of such separation. Admittedly, it has been a long while since I've read Ishmael, so I turned to the web for help and found some excellent synopses of Quinn's account of the Fall of Man:

Ishmael proposes that the story of Genesis was written by the Semites, and later adapted to work within Hebrew and Christian belief structures. Ishmael proposes that Abel and his extinction metaphorically represents the nomadic Semites and their losing conflict with agriculturalists. As they were driven further into the Arabian peninsula, the Semites became isolated from other herding cultures and, according to Ishmael, illustrated their plight through oral history, which was later adopted into the Hebrew book of Genesis.

Ishmael denies that the Tree of Knowledge of Good and Evil was forbidden of humans simply to test human's self-control. Instead, Ishmael proposes that the Tree represents the choice to bear the burden of responsibility of deciding which species may live and which should die. This is a necessary decision agricultural peoples must make when deciding which organisms to cultivate, which to displace, and which to kill in protection of the first.


The Tree is actually a metaphor for the knowledge of what should live and what should die (Quinn
160). The arrogance of man to assume that by eating the fruit he would obtain this knowledge is faulty, as only the Gods could possess this knowledge, regardless of whether man ate the fruit or not. This explains why they were thrown out of the Garden. By assuming that humans now had the means to rule the Earth themselves, they followed suit and have been “conquering” the world ever since. A plethora of examples exist in popular culture everyday: man is “conquering” space; man is trying to “conquer” earthquakes, etc. You hear phrases similar to these almost daily and think nothing of them. Perhaps now you will think differently the next time you hear a phrase that contains “man”, “conquer”, and a natural phenomena. That behavior is exactly what got humans thrown out of the Garden in the first place…


Quinn continues to expand and further explain the themes and ideas stemming from his theory of human population growth being a function of food production in later novels, such as The Story of B. From the outset, The Story of B utilizes religious overtones and metaphors, as its protagonist is a Catholic Laurentian priest sent to Europe to investigate a preacher (named "B") denounced by some as the "Antichrist". Eventually, the priest befriends B and realizes the paramount importance of his teachings, turning his own belief system upside down.

Fortunately, The Story of B is a little more fresh in my memory, as I read it last spring. Quinn, through the teachings of the character B, identifies "what religionists call the Fall with the birth of our culture," citing that "the similarity between these two events has long been noted," but identifying them as a single event has been difficult due to the Fall's perception "as a spiritual event" and the "birth of our culture ... as a technological event" (256). At one point in the novel, a bricolage of found objects is used to metaphorically demonstrate B's teachings about the community of life, "the Law of Life", and animism versus revealed religions (133-143).

Flipping through my copy of The Story of B prior to this blog entry, I found a particularly interesting quote:
The God of revealed religions ... is a profoundly inarticulate God. No matter how many times he tries, he can't make himself clearly or completely understood. He speaks for centuries to the Jews but fails to make himself understood. At last he sends his only-begotten son, and his son can't seem to do any better. Jesus might have sat himself down with a scribe and dictated the answers to every conceivable theological question in absolutely unequivocal terms, but he chose not to, leaving subsequent generations to settle what Jesus had in mind with pogroms, purges, persecutions, wars, the burning stake, and the rack. Having failed through Jesus, God next tried to make himself understood through Muhammad, with limited success, as always. After a thousand years of silence he tried again with Joseph Smith, with no better results.
(134-135)
In this passage, Quinn's character does not literally believe in a sentient, inarticulate God but rather allegorically renders the inability of our culture to come to a consensus with the supposedly sacred writings of previous peoples, who are Takers like ourselves. One could argue that Quinn appropriates the scripture of Abrahamatic faiths too much as a singular whole and not libraries within libraries of writings stretching over millenia, containing a variety of worldviews, but I think the above excerpt actually attempts to reconcile the notion of revealed scripture with the amorphous goals of separate writers from differing time periods. In essence, Quinn reveals that we fail to see ourselves as an inarticulate people looking to the wrong sources for supposed salvation. Throughout the novel, Quinn argues both figuratively and literally that the idea of humanity being in need of salvation (whether through enlightenment or godly devotion) is not inherent, but a man-made condition that has evolved throughout history in response to war, famine, oppression, et cetera - in essence, Taker civilization - a direct result of so-called totalitarian agriculture. Of course, violence and hunger certainly exist amongst Leaver cultures. Quinn goes to lengths to avoid the romanticization of tribal peoples, yet still finds their living within the laws of nature (and, by extension, the gods) to be better for both mankind and the world.

Numerous parallels exist between Quinn and Vico. The writings of each are manifestations of the Myth of Declining Ages. By using entertaining and question-raising narratives as vehicles for his ideas, Quinn avoids an overly demotic discourse or manifesto composed entirely of answers. Mirroring Vico's Age of Chaos, Quinn 's B declares that "We're experiencing cultural collapse" (284). As the cultural mythology of Takers becomes meaningless, things fall apart, "Order and purpose are replaced by chaos and bewilderment," as "We've lost our ability to believe that the world was made for Man and that Man was made to conquer and rule it ... We've lost the ability to believe that God is unequivocally on our side against the rest of creation" (284). Despite seeming to the outsider as overly alarmist, Quinn attempts throughout The Story of B to deliver a message of hope. If we become "the message" and change, we can affect a sort of recorso to a pre-Taker version of Vico's Age of Gods, so to speak, by using tribal society as a sort of template upon which to base the future of civilization.

Sunday, October 11, 2009

God Introduces New Bird

A funny spin on creationism and modern society. You've got to love The Onion.


Wednesday, October 7, 2009

The Biblical Feminine

Although it was nearly a week ago, I feel compelled to post my own notes and ruminations on Lynda Sexson's lecture about Women in the Bible. Certainly, Mrs. Sexson presented a thought-provoking and interesting discourse on women and the Bible, although I feel she was a bit disappointed that so few questions were asked. While I agree with Professor Sexson's earlier assertion that teaching through answers is a detriment to true education, I do not think that Lynda Sexson's lecture squelched the formation of further questions but was so interesting that I, at least, was perfectly content to simply listen. Even when she covered some material and topics already discussed in class, new light was shed, new perspectives revealed. So, in some part for my own benefit in preparation for tomorrow's test, I've posted an elaborated version of my notes.

Notes Revisited:
-Mrs. Sexson started with exploring the porous definition of women in the Bible, of which there is at least three categories or types to consider:
  • Biological Females: The Bible is very concerned with dictating and defining female biology, whereas gender identity today is flexible beyond an individual's biological features.
  • Feminine Metaphor: Plotz fails to realize that women in the Bible are largely metaphor.
  • Women: Not restricted to biological females, as children, the elderly/infirm, and powerless men are also essentially female in a patriarchy (see "gender assymetry")
-Roots of Patriarchy: Patros = Father, Archos = Rules, therefore Patriarchy = Rules by Fathers

-Gender Assymetry: An overabundance of masculine metaphor found in patriarchies, with comparatively few people considered "men".

-Currently, we are living during the dissolution of patriarchy; a patriarchy established long before the Bible was conceived.

-Throughout Genesis exists a persistent concern with procreation, with there being enough humans.
  • Anxiety of tribal preservation
  • Ex: Lot's daughters - who remain nameless - attempt to preserve their father's seed, fearing that their people are no more. In the process, they give origin to the Moabites and Ammonites. In this story of misguided incest, the Hebrews/Israelites essentially make fun of their neighbors in Moab and Ammon, reasserting their tribal identity as a "pure" or chosen people.
-Abraham, Isaac, and Jacob are considered the "founders", but what about Sarah, Rebekah, and Rachel? They're often the pivot and/or catalysts of the story, without whom the patriarchs would get nowhere.

-Marriage of cousins common and encouraged up until recent history - tribal exclusivity.

-In a patriarchy, women are not despised, but ambivalent. Their potential and power are feared and thus overtly suppressed, leading them to avenues of cunning manipulation and clever covert actions.

-Differing interpretations of Terraphim
  • Translated as household gods.
  • Many scholars claim that the Hebrews were not yet exclusive monotheists.
  • Other scholars say they're the gods of the lands surrounding the Tigris and Euphrates (in Laban's case), requisite of a landholder in the area.
  • Some say they served as documents, as there was no writing. Again, they could serve to guarantee land rights.
  • Some anthropologists see terraphim solely as fertility idols.
-Genesis 31:34-45
  • While Laban searches for the terraphim, Rachel sits on the idols. She tells her father that the "way of the woman" is upon her. Laban flees the tent; why is he so afraid of female menstruation?
  • See Leviticus 15, in which menstruation is overwhelmingly deemed "unclean" and depicted as "other".
  • Some anthropologists posit that circumcision gained importance because it mimics the presence of blood during female menstruation.
-The root of testament is shared with testes/testicles, further examples of pervasive patriarchy and procreative obsession.

-Judges 11
  • "...bewail my virginity"
  • Jephthah's daughter dies, the laws of men are upheld.
  • Numbers 30 - Rules concerning sexual vows, virginity, etc.
-Can women be part of the tribe of Israel and the Covenant of God? Or are they a means to the Covenant?

-The Writing Prophets
  • Radical Yahwists and extreme exclusivists who sought cultic purity.
  • Revolutionary idea: the way to worship God is to take care of one another, i.e. social justice.
-Hosea
  • Yahweh tells Hosea to get a wife of "whoredom", an unclean wife.
  • Hosea as a metaphorical Yahweh, with his unfaithful wife as a metaphorical Israel. Despite transgressions, remains his wife/chosen people. Chart below.











-Jeremiah
  • In Jeremiah 7:18, children gather wood, fathers kindle fire, women knead dough to make cakes for the "queen of heaven" (the Mesopotamian goddess Ishtar). Everyone's involved.
  • The cakes invoke her image - vulva cakes.
  • Presents a resistance to exclusive monotheism. The women refuse to halt their offerings for the Ishtar, the queen of heaven. Their resistance is an act of cultic transgression.