This blog is a forum for discussion of literature, rhetoric and composition for Ms. Parrish's AP Language and Composition class
Monday, February 28, 2011
Revision: NO IMPACT MAN by Colin Beavan
Spiderland
My Sister's Keeper
Sunday, February 27, 2011
Half The Sky
Feb. Break Reading
Liz
The God Delusion
http://www.amazon.com/God-Delusion-Richard-Dawkins/dp/0618680004
In his 420-page negation of both the existence of a god and the benefits of religious belief, Richard Dawkins creates a novel that is sure to stand the test of time. Unique in the extent that he attacks the institution of religion, Dawkins criticizes the most famous ‘proofs’ of god, scientifically details the improbability of a divine creator, proposes theories for the roots of both religion and morality, explains the evils of religion and why it is so important to abandon it, and, most importantly, calls the general population to raise their consciousness to the wonderful possibility that is atheism. There truly is not an aspect of the religious debate that Dawkins does not tackle. In all ten chapters of his book, he incorporates and analyzes quotes from other writings on religion by both theists and atheists to completely dominate the issue of god.
Throughout all of this, Dawkins demonstrates his place in society as not only the face of modern atheism but also as a great novelist, as he is able to flow between styles of precise logic when detailing his explanation of evolution and comical incredulity when commenting on the persistent beliefs of creationists. Notably different from other novels refuting the existence of God, Dawkins is able to incorporate a subtle type of ironic humor that will leave a careful reader rolling on the floor laughing. In an effort to make sure that every assertion is proven thoroughly and every possible counter-argument is refuted (something that Dawkins’s opponents fail to do), The God Delusion can get a bit dull in places of extensive analysis.
Not to worry though, the quality of Dawkins’s arguments is unparalleled. If read by every religious person on the face of the Earth, there is no doubt that a overwhelming majority of them will end the novel having seriously questioned their religious beliefs. The elegance and never-ending logical insight that Dawkins provides makes it a must read. The publication of this book represents the greatest leap in the atheistic movement in the history of religion. People are now armed with the greatest arsenal of ideas an atheist could ever ask for in the never ending battle against religion (although don’t misunderstand the metaphor. We are an incredibly gentle people.). After reading The God Delusion, I have serious hope that more children will reject their parent’s indoctrination of religion and become aware of the possibility of atheism. My goal of living in a world free of religion may become a reality before I die; and this great book may have triggered it all.
Tuesdays With Morrie
Mitch Albom is a very successful author and in this novel specifically, Mitch writes about the relationship he and his greatest professor, Morrie Shwartz, had when he was taking his classes in college and then beyond that to when Morrie knows that he is dying. The book tackles the uncomfortable knowledge of knowing that you are dying, for the whole book takes place around the visits that Mitch has with Morrie as he is dying. Albom touches upon many aspects of the human experience in this novel and in my experience in reading it, I felt I was discovering the true way in which to live my life. All humans have the tendency to ask themselves and others questions that really have no specific answer to, for example, what is fear? what is death? why do we live? Questions such as these are similar to the ones that Mitch and Morrie discuss in Morrie's final months of life. Every Tuesday Mitch flies out to see Morrie, just for the day, and they discuss life, love, experience, and the meaning of what it is to be human. After reading this novel, my outlook on life has changed in many different ways. Morrie's ability to come to terms with the fact that he is dying, not mourn for his lost life, but instead, take advantage of the time that he has left really inspires me to view life as if it is short.
One of my favorite lines of the novel is when Morrie says, "We are too involved in materialistic things, they don't satisfy us. The loving relationships we have, the universe around us, we take these things for granted"(Albom 84). I think that Morrie really does touch upon an aspect of life that many humans are afraid to talk about, and that is the value and importance of materialistic items that are consuming our world today. I sometimes ask myself, what would I do without my cell phone? and I feel ignorant and ridiculous after doing so. Our culture and our society depends too much on materialistic items,(in my opinion) such as pricey cars, houses, clothes. We are all worried about what others think about us, but we do not take advantage of the love and the relationships and truly important experiences that we have each day. One thing that I do to remind myself that these types of things: phones, ipods, clothes, are really not as important as they seem is to think about my Grandma. I would give up every material item that I own for my Grandma to remember me again. That is what I believe to be important. I think that this is somewhat of the message that Morrie is portraying to Mitch in this novel, and just as Mitch learns to live a new type of life by the end of the novel, I am reminded of the true meaning of life; loving relationships and a fulfilling experience.
NO IMPACT MAN by Colin Beavan
No Impact Man was an opportunity for me to read what one may refer to as an eco-freaks bible. The autobiography describes Colin Beavan's journey for one year (in NYC no less)to try to make as little to no impact on the world's environment. All I thought, before reading the novel, was that the Beavan family would be doing what an average eco-friendly person would do, only for one year; bringing reusable bags to the supermarket, trying to walk/bike instead of drive (or maybe even just owning a smart car of some sorts)...I completely underestimated the difficulty of this experiment!
Colin and his wife Michelle and their 2-year-old daughter Isabella (who by Colin's description seems like the most adorable little girl! She seemed to enjoy their experiment the most!), gave up television, use the stairs instead of elevators, walk/bike and NEVER use any form of transportation that emits CO2s (i.e. planes/trains/cars/taxis...you get the picture!). So as I read the first 20 or so pages I felt that this family was basically creating their own mini eco-cult, but as the book progressed it became evident that they were actually living harmoniously with nature. It can even be said that they were living in a way that humans (in the natural order of things) are meant to live. Okay, I can honestly say that might sound a tad confusing, but think of it; before the time of umbrellas if it rained, you got wet. Before the time of a society that is go-go-go, you stayed home and rested-and were not obligated to text/email/facebook message/call/fax someone to let them know you can't attend whatever pressing occasion you had to miss. As Colin puts it "Back before the days of mechanized transportation and personal telephonic communications and coffee in to-go cups, there would be down times between the times of stress. Maybe you had a presentation at the office or a great party to go to or a tense talk with your girlfriend. But between those things you'd get a break. You couldn't carry your coffee, talk on the phone, ride a taxi to the next stressful event all at the same time" (89). The lives that the Beavan family led for this one year seems like the most idealistic way for any human to live--with reducing carbon emissions and impact on the environment they simultaneously reduced their stress and chose to not take part in a society that values stress above most other things. In this I find the literary merit of the autobiography-Colin is able to craft his book forcing the reader to ask themselves the hard questions: What will our earth be like in 10 years? 15 years? By the end of my lifetime? Will I leave this earth worse than it was when I entered it, or will I leave it changed for the better? These questions are raised not by Colin preaching to the reader, but by him discussing his own witty happenings during his one year project. He described the horror of knowing he had to call his parents and cancel the train ride from NYC to ironically Westport, CT in order to abide by his no impact project, he discussed how an ordinary sneeze that would come with a tissue in tow was now a production of finding that reusable handkerchief. These little things that happen in the novel are what give the novel it's quirkiness. Now by the end of the novel, Colin admitted that his one year of being the Green Superhero was seriously exhausting, the thought of having to not use toilet paper, tissues, or walk up one more flight of stairs in lieu of the elevator was not going to happen-so the no impact man project ended, but Colin retains, till this day, many of the aspects of his no impact experiment...one being he keeps a blog encouraging average people to try to limit their own impact, check it out for yourselves:
http://noimpactman.typepad.com/blog/
A little P.S. to my blog post: When reading this novel I quickly found myself realizing that it has become so insane to fathom living an impact free existence because protecting the planet so often clashes with humans desire to protect themselves before others, 'others' referring to the earth. I find myself feeling that my happiness would in some respects be slighted if I had to trudge to school everyday...rain, snow, sleet, and all. Although I know I will definitely not be able to begin a no impact project, I have this strange sense that by driving in my heat-blasting car during the winter, by throwing out whatever I don't want, by not even stopping to think about taking the stairs when I have the opportunity to take an elevator is fighting precisely what keeps myself alive-the earth...without the earth, where would I be? The moon? As Colin discussed in his novel, "the moon bakes away at inhuman temperatures during the day and becomes an icicle's icicle at night" (70). Guess that won't work then.
The Book Thief
One of the funny coincidences about this particular book choice, was that the first scene of thenovel also begins on a train ride- a particularly haunting train ride down to Munich Germany in the early 1930's.
On the train is a young German girl by the name of Liezel who is traveling with her mother and brother, where only two of which reach their destination. Her younger brother does not make it through the ride, and dies midway to Munich.
In this mannor, Death follows Liesel all the way to her destination, where she will be handed over to her new foster parents. Literally. One of the things i absolutely love about the author Marcus Zusak, is his abstract choice of narration. Zusak personifies Death, and lets 'him' narrate the novel, giving it an ominous, tone.
However, one might think death to be completely foreboding, but in this novel, he is even humorous as he makes remarks in his witty descriptions of characters. For example, every time a new character is introduced into the novel, you'll get a little blurb such as:
"A Portrait of Pfiffikus:
He was a delicate frame.
He was white hair
He was a black raincoat, decomposing shoes, and a mouth- and what a mouth it was."
This unexpected humor from Death seems to make him human; even in the face of World War II in the heart of Germany. This is what I absolutely love about Markus Zusak. He is able to creat a world in which your whole perspective becomes altered, as the reader is forced to see through the eyes of the world’s most cruel narrator.
Also, what I found interesting in this book was the fact that it follows a blonde haired, blue eyed girl who is an active member of the hitlet Youth. Often times, when we read World War II literature, I find we are hearing the perspective of the persecuted Jews in order for the author to express the racsism and fear of this time period. However, in this novel, although the main character is not on the run from Nazi's, Zusak is still able to demonstrate the cruelty of racism as Liezel eventually comes to terms with the immorality of the period.
Rosie
Book Over Break Review
Cry, The Beloved Country
A Novel by Alan Paton
Over break, I read Cry, The Beloved Country by Alan Paton. First, I was struck by the similarities to Okonkwo’s journey in Things Fall Apart. The names and customs of African people (and the use of titles in African dialects) remain present in both novels. Some characteristics I have found typical of post-colonial African literature, at least from my experience with the novels I have read, are the themes of disruption between tradition and modernity and the struggle to find an identity following the period of colonization in their history. Throughout, Cry, The Beloved Country the destruction of the tribal custom and structure is lamented by the main protagonist, Kumalo.
The first part of the novel consists of an introduction to the remains of the tribal society of South Africa. It is immediately apparent as the “natural” alternative. The narrator begins by describing a “lovely road that runs from Ixopo into the hills” (Paton 34), and continues to emphasize the beauty of his town. The setting seems especially peaceful; the inhabitants get along, and the scenery is exquisite. However, there is clearly an apparent absence. In the narrator’s own family, his brother, his son, and his sister are gone. They have disappeared into the city. Paton uses the emigration to the city to serve as a metaphor for the disillusionment and irreconcilability between tribal life and a more modern city life. After leaving their tribal towns with the native people, “they go to Johannesburg, and there they are lost, and no one hears of them at all” (54). His brother has become a politician who has great ideas but is labeled a coward for not wishing to upset the current white government, his sister has become an unreliable woman “with many husbands” (50), and his son has been transformed into a murderer. Paton is almost obtusely accusatory of the corrupting influence that living the city has on the native population of South Africa.
I found the distinct separation between the ancestry and the present of African society to be very interesting, especially as there is also a separation between the whites and the blacks (apartheid was implemented the year after the publication of the novel). The tension between new and old and white and black serves as the main concern of the novel. There is one character who encompasses the moral right of the novel in his writings. Ironically, the audience never meets this character, Arthur Jarvis. Moreover, it is the child of a broken tribe (Kumalo’s son) who kills him. At this point in the novel, Kumalo believes all hope has been lost, saying “cry, the beloved country for the unborn child that is the inheritor of our fear” (142). His own son (symbolically the present state of youth in South Africa) has murdered the hope and good in the novel. Kumalo cries not just for the children that have lost their chance at equality, but for the future of a country which exists in a state of disarray; South Africa is splintered not only by race but also split between native tradition and the lure of modern cities.
No present society seems ideal. The first presented is the tribal society, now depleted by those who have left or died. It provides structure and tradition necessary to maintain the integrity of its citizens, however it lacks the strength to keep the future people in its towns. Additionally, it lacks the resources to be productive and fully provide for its people. The second society is the modern society in cities; it provides the lure and excitement that the towns cannot however it entirely lacks the moral guiding systems. Furthermore, there is an intense amount of racial tension present. All members of Kumalo’s family that leave the towns end up corrupted in some way, and even Msimangu (Kumalo’s host in the city) is less patient and more conflicted than his counterpart in a rural town. Arthur Jarvis is entirely correct when he writes:
The old tribal system was…a moral system. Our natives today produce criminals and prostitutes and drunkards not because it is their nature to do so, but because their simple system of order and tradition and convention has been destroyed. It was destroyed by the impact of our own civilisation. Our civilisation has therefore an inescapable duty to set up another system of order and tradition and convention.
Paton 154
Ultimately, Arthur’s hopes are fulfilled through his father. After coming to his funeral, Arthur’s father reads his works and experiences a change of heart. He later donates to the small town of Ixopo, and provides for the people of another race. Although in the end of the book Kumalo’s son is executed and his sister stays a prostitute in the city, the end remains hopeful because Kumalo’s grandson (a baby) comes to live in the town with his mother (the son’s wife). Arthur’s death strangely unites the people in the novel, almost evocative of a Christ-like sacrifice.
The Truth About Forever by Sarah Dessen
A Wild Sheep Chase by Haruki Murakami
A Wild Sheep Chase by Haruki Murakami was, to be honest, a little bit creepy. In fact Murakami's creates a setting within the novel similar to the mood and tone of Housekeeping - one that was a bit haunting, mysterious, and eerie. The book is basically about a man who gets singled out to find a mysterious sheep with a star on its back, or face "dire consequences". Thus, his journey begins as he sets out to find this sheep, who holds a mysterious connection to his friend Rat.
The literary merit of this book is definitely in Murakami's skill in the manipulation of the tone, plot, and characters. This novel actually fit really well with the "myth" unit we are currently studying and I actually saw a lot of similarities between this novel and The Road as well as parts of The Power of Myth. Like McCarthy, Murakami also choses to not reveal the names of any of his characters (the Rat is just a nickname for his friend). Additionally, he draws on elements of mythology, weaving it in effortlessly with real life. The protagonist meets a girlfriend with magical ears, a sheep man, and eventually (what seems to be) the ghost of the rat. By the end of the novel, my mind was spinning and it was hard to distinguish what was real and what was surreal. Murakami utilizes language in a way that blends reality and fiction to create a almost dream-like setting in which the protagonist appears to be struggling, but is conveniently helped along his journey by guides at just the right moments. What was really appealing was the way that the plot gradually grew darker as the novel progressed. It starts off with the protagonist living an everyday mediocre societal life with a wife, a business partner, a successful business etc. But by the end of the novel (and his journey to find the mythological sheep), the protagonist becomes completely isolated without friends or family snowed in an mansion in the rural mountainsides. When I got to part of his isolation, it actually gave me goosebumps (for other reasons that would give away the book).
Additionally, Murakami creates this huge buildup of desperation, anxiety, mediocrity, darkness surrounding the protagonist that is never directly addressed, or resolved. Murakami begins the build up when the protagonist realizes that was simply a pawn in the man in the black suit's plan. He narrates:
I was ready to get the hell off the mountain, but somehow that offered no satisfaction
I had gotten in too deep. I would have been so easy if only I could have cried. But
crying wasn't an option, because I felt that far ahead of me there was something really
worth crying about.
(Murakami 315)
The protagonist, as he is waiting for the Rat, also experiences "a terrifying dream. A dream too terrifying to recall" (323) during the middle of the night. In addition to this dream, the protagonist's feeling that something "far ahead of me...was something really worth crying about" served to intensify the premonition that something momentous will happen in the next few chapters. One would think that it is upon the arrival, and exit, of the Rat , but the protagonist does not "cry" until after his journey ends. Furthermore, the protagonist continues to exists in a dream-like state even after the Rat leaves when he becomes "unbearably cold", hears "someone whisper in [his] ear" and sees random people like the chauffeur, the Sheep Man and Charlie Christian (340). His fevered state accompanied by his frenzied actions and disjointed thoughts all help build up the expectations of a moment of catharsis for the reader. However, (for me at least) this moment never came.
In the end, the protagonist returns to "the land of the living"that he accepts as "[his] world...no matter how boring or mediocre it might be" (348) while distancing himself from 'memory'. The the ending occurs just as the novel began; the protagonist simply resumes his life of mediocrity by starting a new business with a new partner, without addressing his 'memories' of his sheep chase. Even when he eventually "cries", the protagonist does not address his reasons at all. He just cried, wiped his tears, and continued his walk, leaving the reader to wonder for what (or who) was he crying for? Why was he crying? What was "worth crying about"? The reader is left with a million more questions in addition to emotional build up that Murakami had created, successfully making the reader think harder and deeper about the meaning behind the novel.
However, I liked that Murakami intentionally leaves an open and seemingly insignificant ending because the book itself was so disjointed and symbolic. The plot is seemingly juvenile (with a Sheep Man and a girlfriend with magical ears to name a few characters) but the novel itself is anything but.
Although this book was a little eerie, I would definitely recommend it.
Link:
http://www.amazon.com/Wild-Sheep-Chase-Novel/dp/037571894X/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1298786826&sr=1-1
Saturday, February 26, 2011
The Turn of the Screw by Henry James
I cannot say I was expecting a ghost story when reading the back of this book which says: “a young governess is left in sole charge of two charming and beautiful orphans…and is swiftly drawn into a frightening battle against unspeakable evil”. Being in English class we’re a bit more used to a symbolic sort of evil, but nope, these were scary dead-people who possess little children. Not really my cup of tea, but it was well written and supposedly “the original” in terms of all these modern day mystery ghost stories we see in movies.
The appeal of this book and its literary merit I think lie in the narration of the governess. Even if you don’t think she’s insane when she first sees the ghosts she is most certainly driven insane by them. She considers her herself a heroine, and is very willing to sacrifice herself to the ghosts in place of the children but is truly unable to stay mentally strong. She has no conviction and is not even sure of what she believes. This is definitely masterfully shown considering James never uses any physical evidence to show her going crazy and never even relies on those archetypal symbols such as distortion in a mirror. It’s strictly verbally done; the best way I can describe this is that she talk herself in circles, never coming to any logical conclusions. I think this is best shown in the following lines:
“I preternaturally listened; I figured to myself what might portentously be; I wondered if his bed were also empty and he were too secretly at watch. It was a deep ,soundless minute at the end of which my impulse failed. He was quiet; he might be innocent; the risk was hideous; I turned away.” (63).
If looked at only through a rhetorical lens the prevalence of the semicolon is what stands out and it demonstrates how she thinks she’s come to a conclusion, finished, then questions herself and starts again. Also, “I turned away” as the final of those lines is powerful considering after all that she’s debating she ends up never facing what she fears. She’s willing to stare down ghosts, but she’s frightened to even ask the children what they are up to. She’s definitely not as brave as she tells herself she is.
It can be a bit tedious to read, but it’s definitely evident that James is very purposeful in his drawn-out passages. This sort of narration runs throughout the book so the governess’ moral struggles and attempts to make sense of the mystery make up most of the book with very little progression action-wise.
What I think is most frustrating about this book is the jaded modern day reader will not be scared or surprised at the mystery or really impressed with James’ techniques. I thought it was pretty obvious that the children aren’t as innocent as soon as the governess meets them, since no child could be as perfect as the countless descriptions of “the radiant image of [the] little girl [and boy]…with angelic beauty” and perfect manners(16). We’ve learned that a good majority of narrators, especially if its first-person, are completely unreliable. Maybe in 1898, people would have believed everything the governess said and uncovered the mystery as she did, but for any modern day reader it’s pretty obvious from the very beginning. I found myself hoping the mystery would be beyond that- the children are the killers! The governess is really the bad guy!-but, there’s really not much evidence for any secret meaning. Even of the governess really made up the whole story, it really doesn’t add much of another dimension.
Ambiguity is also really heavily relied on; most questions remained unanswered such as why did the little boy get expelled? Why exactly are the ghosts evil, why are they there, and what do they want? I’m a bit tired of the ambiguous ending, to tell the truth, I feel it’s used absolutely everywhere, and it doesn’t really affect me as strongly anymore. For example, without spoiling it, the book ends in a way that makes the reader and the governess unable to ever be able to find out any answers (121). Again, maybe in 1898 this was new and exciting, but now it just seems a bit weary. If you like modern day horror, this is probably a good book for you since you’ll really see the origins of what has become every Hollywood B movie horror film out there. It’s not really my favorite. I wanted to read "Emma", but they didn’t have it at the book store.
I read this version:
http://www.amazon.com/Turn-Screw-RED-Penguin-Classics/dp/0141194375
Thursday, February 10, 2011
Twain and Verisimilitude
Sunday, February 6, 2011
Schaub and The Road
Friday, February 4, 2011
The Journey Inward
433 Was Definitely Worth No Sleep
Response to Schaub and The Road
An interesting point that Schaub brings up at this point is the relationship between the characters and the reader. He says, " their two meanings --the secular and the sacred -- co-exist within the text, for the words 'I am the one' signify both for the reader" (162). I think that this is an really interesting point because I do agree with Schaub that "The Road has the form of a spiritual journey" (154) and I might even go so far as to say that I think McCarthy not only brings the man and the boy on a spiritual journey, but also attempts at bring about the same results on the readers. Schaub makes a really interesting point about the conclusion the novel where time is dislocated and reverts back to a narrative form.
On their backs were vermiculate patterns that were maps of the world
in its becoming. Maps and mazes. Of a think which could not be put
back. Not be made right again. in the deep glens where they lived all things
were older than man and they hummed of mystery. (McCarthy 286)
Schaub brings attention to "the grammar of reference and antecedent [that] actually suggests something quite different" (Schaub 165). Because the this conclusion is written in a narrative form which creates a "position of the storyteller above the story, for whom the history of the road is entirely spatial" (166), it gives off a feeling that this whole story was perhaps an allegory, designed to warn mankind of its potential for destruction. This idea of a "storyteller" that is on the 'outside' looking back at that moment from the world that was already "in its becoming" ultimately gives off a sense of hope. That even if the old world can "not be made right again", there is still possibility in the boy (with his fire) to create a new world.
Furthermore, Schaub talks about how the man and the boy do not posses names and further contributing to creating a fable-like style of writing. Drawing again on the idea of a "storyteller", Schaub's ideas that The Road is a spiritual tale seems to be entirely correct. In addition however, I would probably say it is also an exploration human potential to change their world (as the boy may be able to do) even if the old world can no longer exist the way it did.
Thursday, February 3, 2011
Thomas Schaub "Secular Scripture and Cormac McCarthy's The Road"
The boy said something but he couldn't understand him. What? He said.
He looked up, his wet and grimy face. Yes I am, he said. I am the one" (McCarthy 191). The boy has kept the responsibility of being in charge and he feels burdened. In the bible we never get the sense that Jesus felt burdened or obligated to do what he did, but he died for people that may not have deserved his life. He suffered many horrible things in order to save millions of people. Maybe this is McCarthy's view of some religions, Jesus was a normal "son." He had a family and a life, but he was something special just like the son in the novel, but that does not necessarily mean he accepted who he was at all times. These are just some of the ideas that the essay by Schaub made me think of. I have a lot more, but my blog would be way too long and very confusing with many different ideas!
Thomas H. Schuab and The Road
As Thomas H Schuab asserts, the very things people rely on to survive will be altered. In this new world, the characters eventually are forced to revert back to a life of simplicity, where "things were held in place, are held in place, by [merely] a web of words.”
A web of words seems to be so fragile, as if life depends only on the support of single, distinct meanings. Even if "there is no God," then people such as the boy and his father in The Road will emerge, with magnitude, and find something else to believe in, such as the love between father and son, or in the case of Housekeeping, letting the world be defined by a distinctive "set of words."
Even without a God, The Road is a spiritual journey: McCarthy even employs an "ironic echo of Adam and Eve departing Paradise" in the beginning of the novel to emphasize the magnitude of their journey. Even in the face of the barren "wasteland," the father and son are able to find something Godly in each other, as they both travel in the hopes of "carrying the fire"
Response to Schaub's "Secular Scripture and Cormac McCarthy's The Road"
Furthermore Schaub's essay is very peculiar in how it contradicts itself continuously, Schaub first asserts that signs and symbols of spiritual facts can no longer be used as they have all been turned to ash, however he later discusses the idea of "whether there can be meaning without embodiment" (Schaub 155). Originally Schaub contends that symbols and sign are no longer relevant because their remains are merely ash, however he later discusses the possibility that there can be meaning with out "embodiment". The idea that something can have spiritual value and importance, however its physical being may no longer exist. God for example, a controversial topic throughout the novel as the protagonists question his existence, in most religions is not seen by human’s, however is a spiritual being who is known to watch over mankind. God to many is extremely meaningful, and therefore proves that there can in fact be meaning without embodiment. When the protagonists take shelter with Ely, as Ely states that God does not exist in the post apocalyptic world, however the father responds with a simple "No?", he too questions whether God can in fact exist in such a deteriorated world, and questions how God could allow the downfall of life on earth. interestingly Schaub like the protagonists battles with this question, and the idea of meaning without embodiment. However this contradiction between the lack of symbolism because they have all been burned to ash, and the idea that spiritual meaningfulness does not have to spark from a an actual, present being. Fire for example a symbol that "burns" throughout the novel as the destructive force that brought the majority of life on planet earth to its end, and the fire that "burns" within the man and his son, the "fire" to persist and survive, does not actually exist within the protagonists. The internal organs are not in fact burning with fire, and therefore this symbolism though not realistically burning there is still extremely meaningful. Scaub's essay poses many questions to his readers through his contradictions and ideas. These questions lead to further interpretation of novel, and a greater more "meaningful" understanding of the text.
Schaub and The Road
In our discussion earlier, Connor mentioned how he kept being reminded of the archetypal symbols we discussed earlier in the year that evoke the same feelings in the subconscious of every individual. Those who lived in the “old world” will eventually die out like the Man, but I think the boy and others born after the apocalypse will not lose all intuition. Though, he may not know of God or Jesus or any other religious symbols I believe he’ll understand simple intuitive symbolism. If nothing else, he’ll see light and know it is good and dark and be scared. He’ll look to the horizon and wonder what is beyond it, and then begin to question, who am I? Why am I here, like generations of men before him? I think this is best demonstrated when the boy meets the other man at the end and “demands an answer” to whether or not the man holds the fire. The man says yes which could mean either he’s just agreeing with the boy to get him to follow him or he identifies with the fire as a positive force that he and the boy share. I doubt it’s the first since this is the first man that seems as “humane” as the boy; Ely before seemed unreal like a warning or a demonic prophet. I don’t believe being human necessarily makes you “humane” in the way we see the word today, so this connection over symbols is really a great affirmation of the continued existence of humanity as well as a connection to the spirituality of the past.
Now, obviously Schuab doesn’t believe that The Road’s characters are completely without human or personal connections; his essay brings up many ideas of the boy as a god-like figure to his father and the boy’s empathy towards all living things. It’s just to the extent that he thinks that this spiritual journey transcends all others. I think it’s a testament to Cormac McCarthy’s ability that it’s not; he is able to apply these archetypal ideas used throughout time in a manner that is unique.
Response to: “Secular Scripture and Cormac McCarthy’s The Road”
So when the father states to the boy at the closing of the novel, “You don’t know what might be down the road. You must carry the fire” he means he must carry that fire in his heart, as a higher power would, to spread good news, to spread faith (Schaub 163). In this same depiction of Christ above you can obviously see the light that radiates from him. That is the same idea when the father is dying and he recognizes, “when he moved the light moved with him” (277). The father could see that his son attained that same aura of light as does Jesus in many drawings.
Now I have somewhat strayed from my original thesis and what I am supporting—I feel that I may have been somewhat off, it is not the boy creating faith, it is the boy living and acting out that faith where the father is recognizing it. The father can recognize that his son may in fact be ‘holy’ because he lived before the time of the apocalypse. The father knew what it meant to be a “body of God” whereas the son’s life and all that he could remember was in the post-apocalyptic world. This connects back to the idea in class that ignorance can be directly connected to goodness and purity—the boy was acting his life in the manner “goodness can persist in the face of violence” without truly understanding that his goodness was in the face of such a horrible world (Schaub 158). The boy did not know what a world without seas of ash, barren landscape, and constant cold was like. That isn’t to say that the boy thought the world he lived in was all hunky dory—he just didn’t know the extent of how horrible his planet had become.
Returning to the father’s death as I discussed above, in the final moments when he is speaking to his son and revealing to the boy that he will be leaving him alone, he reassures him by stating, “You can talk to men and I’ll talk to you. You’ll see. ... You have to make it like talk that you imagine. And you’ll hear me. You have to practice. Just don’t give up” (Schaub 163/McCarthy 278-79). Now it may just be the father’s paternal instincts that he told the son he could ‘talk to him’ to make the boy not feel alone, but I have a lingering feeling that McCarthy intended that dialogue to show the transcendence of religion even amidst death—if the father and son could ‘talk’ to one another even after the father had passed, doesn’t that somehow suggest that the father is going to an afterlife and then further suggesting that the two of them were creating a religion or faith to live for?
I believe that Schaub’s intent in his essay was to highlight how (as Molly and Chelsea spoke about in class) religion can exist without emulation—of course the world in The Road had no churches left, no bibles, no hymns, or organized prayer, but even amidst death glimpses of religion can still be recognized. As Ely asked the man “Maybe he believes in God” (McCarthy 173). I believe that Schaub asserts that it wasn’t that the boy believed in a god per say, he was acting as a God as the boy had “values that transcend mere survival, that are fundamental to the boy’s character” (Schaub 162). The boy never really explained fully his reasoning behind wanting to help all of the sick and suffering and why it pained him so that he could not. Schaub makes me think that the boy never explained this desire to want to help people because the boy never felt like he had to, it was a desire, a passion or “fire” that burned in his heart that he could not let go of, whether it meant living or dying to fulfill this desire to help people, the boy would do it. The boy would save another man’s life before his own in a heartbeat; that in itself sounds holy to me.