Archive for March 2004

Analysis of Richard Wright’s “The Kitten”

March 31, 2004

In “The Kitten”, Richard Wright uses first person point of view, Man Vs. Man, Man Vs. Nature, and Man Vs. Self conflicts to characterize the titular feline as an innocent sacrifice and create the theme that love is a power struggle that innocents cannot survive. By making his younger alter ego the narrator and protagonist of this first-person “tail”, Wright allows the reader a more objective view of its “cat”-alayst and focal point and also adds an air of mystery to the beast. The author and reader are both befuddled by its origin and psychological needs: “We fed it some scraps of food and water, but it still meowed.” Richard’s brusque narration is doubly important in the murder scene. It not only creates a necessary detachment from the dying animal’s inner feelings because no one can truly comprehend death but also gives the reader an uncomfortable feeling of responsibility for the kitten’s death because he, too, might remember a time when he killed an innocent beast. The point of view makes Richard and the cat foils; the latter is truly innocent while the former is not, and this makes the kitten’s innocence even more palpable.

The kitten’s involvement in the story’s conflicts is largely accidental and further underscores its innocence. The brothers find it “while playing in the rear of our flat”, and Richard makes it a catalyst for the Man Vs. Man conflict with his father only because his “deep hate of [his father] urged [him] toward a literal acceptance of his word.” The kitten is the antagonist and eventual loser in the Man. Vs. Man and Man Vs. Nature conflict with Richard, but its only offenses are that it does not leave the boys’ house and meows too much. These actions are justified because it is an abused guiltless creature that has been abandoned before and simply wants love and acceptance from the boys who feed it. It cannot receive blame from the father because it does not understand his hatred of noise. It symbolizes Richard’s innocence, the antagonist of his Man Vs. Self conflict, and by killing it, Richard wins the battle with his father but loses his childhood.

Richard’s apparatus uses nails and ropes and achieves asphyxiation, like the cross, and the prayer the mother makes Richard say, “Dear God, our Father, forgive me, for I knew not what I was doing,” alludes to Jesus’s prayer as the soldiers nailed him to the cross: “Father, forgive them, for they know not what they do.” Though the members of Richard’s family love each other, they are imperfect beings who are always fighting for control and look out for themselves more than they look out for each other. The pure, innocent kitten cannot survive in this environment. Each member of Richard’s family hurts it for his own purposes: Richard for power over his father, his brother for moral superiority, his father for sleep, and his mother for psychological control over the children. Wright uses point of view, conflicts, and symbols to create the sharp characterization that delivers his powerful theme: love is a war in which everyone is wounded.

Dealing with tragic situations in the wrong way

March 28, 2004

Have you ever talked to someone who had a horrible childhood and felt so guilty about it that you tried to convince yourself that yours was bad, too? Perhaps you thought it’d make them feel better; perhaps you thought it would make them respect you more. People do some ridiculous and even manipulative things in the name of empathy. “I know how it feels” isn’t always the best thing for me to say to a grieving brother. Sometimes I just don’t. If I want to give someone a shoulder to cry on, I ought to do it honestly.While we’re at it, I’ve seen a good number of movies where two people consummate their love (sometimes for the very first time) right after the woman is done crying about some horrible thing that’s happened to her. I’m a bit leery about this. There’s a lot of potential for a guy to use a girl’s weakness for his own physical gain or for a girl to use the guy just because he’s the only stable thing in the area. I’m sure that there are exceptions, and sometimes it’s really sweet and beautiful and so on, but if I were in a situation like this, I’d keep my wits about me. Even if a person isn’t deliberately using sorrow for his own benefit, he might not be doing the right thing by shifting so quickly from compassion to passion. “The One” on Friday could be just another guy on Saturday.

Irony in “A Sound of Thunder”

March 27, 2004

In “A Sound of Thunder”, Ray Bradbury uses verbal, dramatic, and situational irony to present conflicts and symbols which communicate the themes that small actions have huge consequences and mankind must protect beauty because beauty cannot protect itself.

Verbally dramatic irony intensifies the Man Vs. Man conflict between Deutscher, whose name and policies allude to Nazi Germany and who symbolizes war, and Keith, a kinder, gentler politician who symbolizes peace. The desk clerk of the old future despites the “anti-Christ, anti-human, anti-intellectual” Deutscher, but the new clerk reveres him: “We got an iron man now, a man with guts, by God!” This victory of war over peace gives Eckels’s denials of wrongdoing (“I’m innocent. I’ve done nothing!”) even more verbally dramatic irony. Eckels’s “r-eckles-s” killing of the butterfly, which symbolizes beauty, is a seemingly insignificant action which catalyses three conflicts: he wins a Man Vs. Nature conflict with the butterfly, loses a Man Vs. Man conflict with Travis, who finally kills him, and ensures Deutscher’s Man Vs. Man victory over Keith.

The catastrophic consequences of Eckels’s decision lend additional credence to two more of his verbally dramatic statements: “If the election had gone badly yesterday, I might be here now running away from the results” and “Every hunter that ever lived would envy us today.” Eckels’s untimely travails throw the election to Deutscher, and because the future Eckels creates is a society of violent hunters, he is quite right that they will all envy him. These four examples of verbal irony highlight the negative results of Eckels’s cowardly actions to present the themes that small decisions can greatly impact the world and that beauty is a quality which mankind must preserve.

Dramatic irony heightens the aforementioned Man Vs. Man conflict between Deutscher and Keith because the reader knows Eckels has changed the election while the desk clerk doesn’t. Bradbury’s description of the environment of the future also shows dramatic irony: “there was a thing to the air, a chemical taint so subtle, so slight, that only a faint cry of his subliminal senses warned him that it was there.” Eckels’s action has created a harsher, more polluted world where people view nature as the enemy. Dramatic irony makes Eckels’s defeat in his Man Vs. Self conflict with his fear more poignant because while he was hiding in the time machine, his comrades defeat the “mountain avalanche” that “can’t be killed”. The hunters’ bravery shows that Eckels’s despair was groundless and his fateful walk off the path was insignificant. The dramatic irony is that Eckels’s contribution is insignificant, but the consequences of his action are enormous, presenting the theme that small actions greatly affect the big picture, and his description of the future as a harsher place thanks to the destruction of the butterfly presents the theme that beauty must be preserved.

Bradbury also drives his themes home through the deft use of situational irony. The central situational irony of the story is that a minute change in the distant past can profoundly change the future: “Step on a mouse and you leave your print, like a Grand Canyon, across Eternity.” When Eckels steps on the butterfly, he catalyses the story’s conflicts, destroys the symbol of beauty, and creates the theme that small actions can have huge consequences. Another example of situational irony is that Eckels’s misplaced boot creates a future where cowards such as him don’t exist. The society he creates could not stomach “that damn weakling Keith”, so it certainly would not tolerate its inadvertent creator, Eckels. Situational irony also strengthens Eckels’s Man Vs. Nature conflict with the tyrannosaurus rex and Man Vs. Man conflict with Travis. Eckels runs off the path to save himself from the dinosaur, but the consequences of his action cause Travis to kill him instead. These two examples of situational irony show that Eckels symbolizes weaklings who cannot survive nature and its “sound of thunder”. It is situational irony that one weak creature, Eckels, preys on another, the butterfly. Each is finally killed. The many layers of irony wrapped around the death of the butterfly help present its helplessness and humanity’s responsibility to protect it and other beautiful creatures.

Ray Bradbury uses verbal, dramatic, and situational irony in “A Sound of Thunder” to create conflicts and symbols and present his two major themes: small actions have huge consequences, and mankind must protect beauty so that Darwinian malignant forces will not destroy it.

Hitler VS Satan: “…the answer may surprise you!”

March 24, 2004

In our society, Hitler is more evil than Satan.

There are two big reasons:

1) There have been 20th century leaders who were just as brutal as Hitler (such as Stalin and Pol Pot), but no one else is as adaptable to any situation. Liberals loathe him because he was a racist white man, sexist, bigoted, megalomaniacal, a war-monger, and a friend of the corporations. He truly believed God was on his side. He used the burning of the Reichstag (the German House of Congress) to justify his rapid militarization and restriction of Germans’ civil liberties “to make sure this doesn’t happen again;” many people feel Bush is using 9-11 for similar goals. Conservatives hate him because he was demogogical, very much in favor of abortion and euthanasia, ready to promise the proletariat everything they wanted, and had complete control of the media. Most importantly in terms of American politics, Europe appeased him instead of standing up to him in the 1930s, and the absolute failure of this plan made World War II the bloodiest war in history and has been the impetus for US foreign policy (Cold War, War on Terror) ever since. Both sides have very good reasons for hating the Fuhrer, and indeed, the reasons are most definitely not exclusive (liberals aren’t the only ones who hate racism, after all). What I am saying is that Hitler defies every important sensibility we have. No other tyrant matches up quite as well. If there is one thing that people of both major parties uneviquivocally agree upon, it’s that Hitler sucks.

2) No one believes in Satan.

Sticking it to Senator Lugar and then my high school paper

March 23, 2004

Dear Mr. President/Senator Lugar,

My name is James Smyth. I am a 17-year old high school senior from Carmel, Indiana, and I am a proud conservative in Hamilton County, the second-most Republican county in the United States. I am sending this email because I am concerned about media deregulation, particularly the FCC’s recent decision to let already massive media conglomerates take a bigger share of local markets. By restricting the number of outlets for media in my city and many others, these corporations are impinging on my freedom to take information from the sources I choose. Deregulation also increases the risk of devastating vertical blitzkriegs such as the recent brouhaha over Richard Clarke’s book and decreases the balance of coverage in the news. The proliferation of national news corporations has adversely affected my hometown newspaper, “The Indianapolis Star.” Since Gannett took over the local paper, its headlines and editorials have taken a decidedly more liberal slant than before. I do not want to grow up in a world where a few media giants spoonfeed me all my information. Though it may cost you a few of your many corporate sponsors, I feel that opposing deregulation would be the best route towards ensuring Americans’ freedom of the press and civil liberties.

Thank you very much.

-James Smyth

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Yes, let’s talk about the media. The first time I ever protested an organization was when I ripped into PETA for one of its grotesque “people suck” campaigns. Then one Sunday morning over biscuits, I finally snapped and decided I was going to do something about pretentious writing in the HiLite and the big shots in the suits telling me what kind of movies and books and opinions I want. Now I’ve written an email to the President of the United States. I know he won’t read it, but I did it anyway.

I’m not sure why this all happened, but I imagine that arguing against a totally anti-Bush man and his nearly daily stream of emails and news stories for the last six months had a lot to do with it. Well, the HiLite campaign has been on for a month now, and to be honest, the biggest question on my mind is why more people don’t do this. “You said what everyone else was thinking,” they told me, “It’s just that no one else said it.” I know that Caitlin and Sunny got involved wit this earlier than I did, and I applaud them for it. There are others who also got into it, like Julianne and my sister, and I thank you very much for your support. Why, though, have so many people not said anything about it?

I think a large number don’t like what’s happening but don’t care enough to pop a letter, and that’s perfectly fine; it’s a matter of preference. There’s another big group of people, though, that just accept everything that the media tells them and doesn’t ask questions about it. I can say that because I used to be one. Questions like “Does this writer have bias?”, “Why does he disagree with me?”, “Is this just a bunch of BS?”, and so on never occured to me because I was afraid to challenge the opinions of someone who was important enough to get printed. (What if they gave me a stinging rebuttal?) To be honest with you, when I got my response from “The HiLite,” I was a bit scared because the letter didn’t have a name on it. The author masked his name with the cloak of his organization. “What is one man against such a monolith?” I wondered. Then I realized that SOMEONE had to write that reply, and that someone wasn’t the Spirit of the HiLite but a single person who disagreed with me. When I thought about it that way, it wasn’t as frightening – his words didn’t have the same ring of absolute truth that a huge group of people’s would – and so I incorporated his valuable suggestions (the first letter was scathing and truthful but not fit for print) and then moved on and rested easier. (The image of one man fighting an entire newspaper is still rather romantic, though.)

So what have I learned? I’ve learned that I can’t be a part of the silent majority because it’s politically powerless outside of the election cycle (and even then, half of it doesn’t even vote). Someone’s got to say what everyone else is thinking, and I’m going to take the heat for it because I have a right to keep people from ramming things down my throat. In this age of tolerance and sympathy for all, it’s easy to be a nice person. The hard part is to be courageous, to take a stand for something and stick to it. I’m not nearly as brave or strong as I have to be, but I’m going to get it done. With grace, I’ll also keep enough perspective that I don’t become what I hate.

Thoughts on some random Pacers game

March 20, 2004

They tell me there was a basketball game last night! According to my informant, the officiating was awful. It probably did affect the game, but after reading the newspaper story this morning, I can’t pity the Pacers anymore. They blew a 17-point lead by shooting 10-of-39 in the second half. Now that I play a sport that doesn’t have any referees, I have a lot more of a do-it-yourself attitude towards sports. It’s not like the referees put a cap on the basket or forced them to turn the ball over. They lost the game. (To apply this to my own life, I was responsible for that audition last year.) All is not lost, though. Now that Ron “Howard Dean” Artest is back, they can grab that home-court advantage.

Jonathan Bender played brilliantly in the first quarter but once again left the game with a shoulder injury. Don’t fool yourself about injury-prone players. They will almost never be healthy. Sometimes there are good surprises like Mark McGwire, but I’m not going to get my hopes up on Bender or the inimitable Grant Hill.

I love proletariat snacks

March 16, 2004

“When do you feel most like the proletariat?” is a question the Chinese Communist Party will ask me when I enter their re-education program, and the first response I’ll have will be “At dessert.” I can’t stand the rich stuff. I’ll take Hershey’s over gourmet chocolate any time, and I like the crumbly standard-tasting brownies a lot better than the really dark ones with walnuts on top. I’m not sure when I started liking Chips Ahoy better than those nice little shortbread cookies, but it was probably around the time I fell in love with cheap Communion wine and fun-sized Halloween candy. It’s just not as good if it doesn’t come from a factory. I like seeing the Nutritional Facts (8g for 3 cookies for a serving, right? I still max out at 3 though I weigh 3 times as much now) and working my way down the rows of the plastic container until there’s only one left and then shoving the whole box back in the pantry for the next guy. I like grabbing both sides of the plastic wrapper and pulling until there’s a nice pop and hate it when it won’t open easily, and I have to pull and pull and pull and the skin under my nails stings a bit from the effort. I like drinking milk even though we’re the only species alive who drinks it into adulthood (the others would if they had opposable thumbs and milk jugs!). It’s just a nice feeling to hold the milk and cookies in my mouth as they get soft and then swallowing it down. Shortbread and gourmet chocolate have too much taste to mix well with lactose, and I hate that, too. I also have the ridiculous notion that Hershey’s is better for my teeth than Godiva, but that might come from my Eurotrash and Medieval stereotypes. Well, the cookies are good.One rare breed of Oreo’s that I really liked was the kind that put the classic cookie inside a chocolate shell. It didn’t go quite as well as milk and was a mite sticky if your hands were sweaty (but who doesn’t like their fingers?), but they were good and reminded me of my Grandmother’s old house with the carving of Don Quixote on the wall. A couple Christmases ago, Grandma found some of them at 86th street and wrapped them up for me. I was really happy about it. I ate one (it was 9 AM!) and then put them in my closet. A couple days later, I opened up the closet to look for them, and they were gone. They just sprouted wings and flew away. So be it. I could have spent a couple hours looking for them, but 15 minutes was good enough; have you ever noticed how much more we could do with our lives if we didn’t spend hours looking for stupid things like a deck of cards or piece of paper with the phone number of some kid from school? One of these days, I’ll find another box, but I’m not too worried about it. I only remembered it because an entire box of Chips Ahoy just vanished into thin air.

Today, I love Carmel

March 13, 2004

Somewhere along the line, someone must have told me that Carmel is a boring place. I myself used to lament that I hadn’t had a more dramatic and painful childhood under the mistaken impression that it would somehow help my career. Well, the thought of the week is that both of these assumptions were wrong. Everything’s been set up perfectly. “You see, Jim, you really did have a wonderful life,” I can say to myself because I’ve so loved all the people, places, things, and ideas; overall, the nouns have been quite good. I have an infinite well of stories. “I can just stop here. No, I can go farther.” It’s great. A town such as this is not discouraging, and if it really were like every other place, wouldn’t that be wonderful, too?

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The best I can do is turn weaknesses into strengths, and learning how to dance sounds like a really great idea. My first reaction to dancing is to look down at myself and start laughing, and I can’t live my whole life this way! I’ve gotta get into it. I won’t suffer from this much longer. Onward, ho.

Guilt is fouling up my CD player

March 9, 2004

The CDs I buy sound better than the CDs I burn.

Gritty thoughts borne by dry eyes and nose

March 8, 2004

“Only weak people get sick,” say those who have been healthy their entire lives. Is this attitude a cause or effect of their good fortune? Who knows?—-

People imagine that revolutions come when a country is at its absolute lowest point. This isn’t true. The end comes suddenly, inexplicably, when things are finally starting to get better. That’s when one puts down the shield and looks around and wonders what to do next and WHAM, there’s the arrow. Put another way, now that it’s getting warmer, lots of people are getting colds. Be on your guard.

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I finished the Bible yesterday. That’s a hefty bit of required reading in the bank. Yet I can’t help feeling like there’s much more reading and praying to be done. Often now the passion burns a hole in me. Where did this mission come from? Did I ask for it? Do I cling to it because I’m stuck on what I want to do, or is this really it? I don’t know if or when I’ll wake up and go for a five hundred thousand dollar job, but every couple months I remember something from my childhood and realize that I have always dreamed of being a writer. So that’s the plan unless I get the wake-up call that I’m supposed to study law at Notre Dame or something. That wouldn’t be a bad life, either. Whew. I’ve got to settle down. Sometimes I get to feeling like I have massive things to prove, but really I don’t. Ssshhh.

But I still want it.


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