Book review: Lord of the Flies

Book review: Lord of the Flies

Hedonism, barbarism, reality…

 

 

Book review:

Lord of the Flies

 

by William Golding (1911-1993)

Published 1954

 

It’s just possible that you’ve never heard of this book (or the 1963 movie). Try the book first. Its sustained drama shames the movie. Half of the movie is about boys in tattered clothing running through the forest—that’s not what Lord of the Flies is all about.

I dare to give this briefest possible summary: a transoceanic flight loaded with young British schoolboys crashes near an uninhabited island. The surviving boys (no adults) struggle to create and maintain a primitive civitas.

They fail. Their attempt at the simplest kind of self-government is wrecked by a cohort of boys who are persuaded by the charismatic, sociopathic Jack to indulge their inclinations to hedonism and barbarism. Ralph’s idealistic efforts to establish order are fruitless. Jack’s “hunters” end up killing two of their fellows before the grown-ups arrive to rescue them.

Golding’s Lord of the Flies pushes any defender of the common good to despair of “civilized” behavior that benefits all.

 

p.s. there are painfully disturbing similarities between Lord of the Flies and Shantung Compound: The Story of Men and Women Under Pressure (give this one a try, too).

NB. “Beelzebub” or “Baal-zebub” is translated “lord of the flies.”

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Book review: Hag-Seed

by Margaret Atwood…it ain’t Shakespeare

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Book review: John Eliot: “Apostle to the Indians”

Book review: John Eliot: “Apostle to the Indians”

…a very busy life…

 

 

Book review:

John Eliot: “Apostle to the Indians”

 

by Ola Elizabeth Winslow (1885-1977)

Boston: Houghton Mifflin Company, 1968

225 pages

 

John Eliot is a detailed, respectful biography of the mid-17th century Puritan minister who organized Praying Indian towns in the Massachusetts Bay Colony and translated (with the help of James the Printer and other Indians) the Geneva Bible into the Algonquian language of the eastern Massachusetts Indians.

Winslow offers a  competent account of Eliot’s very busy life, and provides decent political and sociological context for his personal, tenacious, and domineering commitment to “civilize” the Indians and convert them to Christianity. Eliot’s tribulations and triumphs are clearly presented, and Winslow underscores the judgment of his contemporaries and of three centuries of scholarship that demonstrate that Eliot was a vigorous, decent, and exemplary man who did his lifelong best to promote the welfare of the Indians—as he conceived it.

There is a useful index, an extensive bibliography, and instructive notes to the text.

Caveat: Prof. Winslow was no ethnohistorian, and she wrote in a style that may be more valuable to a student than to a sincere historian. She endorses, without any apparent reluctance, the discredited conception of the indigenous Indians as “savages” who were “degraded” and burdened with “dark” minds that invited the self-conceived redemptive efforts of the colonists to “civilize” them and bring them into the English church.

This careless error—indeed, this gratuitous insult to 17th century native Americans who had a vibrant culture, lifestyle, and faith—is a very annoying distraction.

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Book review: Harriet Beecher Stowe: A Spiritual Life

Book review: Harriet Beecher Stowe: A Spiritual Life

a zealous missionary

           without portfolio…

 

 

Book review:

Harriet Beecher Stowe:

A Spiritual Life

 

by Nancy Koester

William B. Eerdmans Publishing Company, Grand Rapids, MI, 2014

371 pages, with index

 

A Spiritual Life is a robust telling of the story of Harriet Beecher Stowe.

From the first page to the last, you can’t doubt that Stowe cared deeply about most aspects of private life, her faith, and the all-encompassing religious framework of the civitas. As a woman in the mid-19th century, she was a zealous missionary without portfolio.

No surprise here, Koester gives comprehensive analysis of the writing and impact of Uncle Tom’s Cabin (published 1852). It was a best-seller in the United States and in Great Britain. It moved multitudes to hate slavery or hate Harriet Beecher Stowe. It did not, despite President Lincoln’s mocking jest when he met Stowe at the White House, start “this great war.” During the run-up to the American Civil War, Uncle Tom’s Cabin did help to clarify existing polemical doctrines of opposing camps.

Koester’s aim is to illuminate Stowe’s spiritual life and her very public commitment to advocating her faith and the importance of religious observance and conviction.

If that’s not to your taste, I think reading A Spiritual Life will be drudgery. For me, it was illuminating.

For my taste, Koester mentions but does not usefully detail the context of other aspects of Stowe’s life and impact on American society. She was a woman who conspicuously did not abide by the social conventions that dictated a passive, private, familial role for women. She wrote and was published extensively (I was surprised to learn that she was a prolific writer, including novels, tracts and political broadsides). She had lots of contact with the great and near-great, including President Lincoln and Queen Victoria. Stowe more or less supported her extended family with her writing—it would be interesting to know how much money she made from her writing, because Stowe persisted in a socially risky career and lifestyle that might have been unattainable without a (relatively) high income. I suspect that Stowe was not one of the 99% in her time.

Koester nobly attempts to make her case that Harriet Beecher Stowe was a mover and shaker, non pareil, in the anti-slavery movement before, during and after the Civil War. I suggest that this is a circumstantial biography of a notable lady who was notably revered—and notably tolerated—by a great many of her contemporaries.

If the South actually had won the Civil War, I think it’s possible that Uncle Tom’s Cabin, and Harriet Beecher Stowe, would be more than a tad less familiar to us.

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Book review: Poetry as Insurgent Art

Book review: Poetry as Insurgent Art

brains falling out,

and stuff…

 

 

Book review:

Poetry as Insurgent Art

 

by Lawrence Monsanto Ferlinghetti (1919-2021)

American poet, painter, Socialist activist

 

I’m ignoring the Socialist activist thing in Ferlinghetti’s past. It’s really old news and it’s dull news—socialism isn’t and never was a clear and present danger in America, because the debilitating capitalist mentality and reality is entrenched.

Moving on to Ferlinghetti’s poetry: I confess I haven’t read a lot of it. I tried his Poetry as Insurgent Art (2007) and it didn’t leave me panting for more.

Much of Insurgent Art is a collection of one-liners, like “If you have nothing to say, don’t say it” and “Come out of your closet. It’s dark in there.”

Forsooth.

My takeaway from Poetry as Insurgent Art is that Ferlinghetti was in love with his own careless spontaneity.

I certainly acknowledge that some readers may view this work as the outpouring of a driven great spirit. Different strokes…

I think it is the slough of a generous but disconnected artist’s talent with words.

Ferlinghetti said “Don’t be so open-minded that your brains fall out.” Them’s words to live by, I guess…

Here’s my advice to folks who want to imitate M. Ferlinghetti:

Don’t be so open-minded that there’s nothing you won’t write.

Poetry as Insurgent Art is much too ordinary to be insurgent.

Take it from Walt Whitman,

you need a bit of “barbaric yawp” to do insurgent poetry.

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Book review: “Bartleby, the Scrivener”

Loneliness beyond understanding…

by Herman Melville

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