Monday, April 30, 2012
Essay 2 idea
Thursday, April 26, 2012
Essay #2 Idea
Recitatif & Race
Wednesday, April 25, 2012
How "Bigger" Was Born
1. What is your definition of a "Bigger Thomas"?
2. Have you ever came across a Bigger Thomas. Do you know a Bigger Thomas or know of one?
Tuesday, April 24, 2012
The King of the Twelve String
Music was the lifeblood of Lead Belly and wherever he found himself, he was singing and playing about it. After marrying and fathering two children at the age of twenty, he left his family in search of life as a musician. Throughout his life Lead Belly constantly found himself in trouble with the law, landing prison time on several occasions. He didn't let this hinder his music, however. In 1925, during his second prison term in Sugar Land, he was pardoned after the minimum seven years of his 7-35 year sentence. His pardon is widely recognized to have been due to his Sunday afternoon performances for the then-governer Pat Morris Neff, for whom he also wrote a song as an appeal to pardon him. He again used his music to get him out from behind bars, with help from his new friend John Lomax. Upon release in 1934, Lead Belly was unable to find a job (due to the fierce effects of the depression) and became a driver for Lomax as he collected field recordings and gave lectures.
While traveling with Lomax, Lead Belly's music was exposed the American public, who received it with open arms. Along with recording for several record labels (Columbia, Folkways, the Smithsonian Archives, and several more), Lead Belly performed before Lomax's records, and was even featured in one of the first filmed episodes of "March of Time." Although his portrayal in the newsreel is blatantly racist, implying a master/servant relationship between Lomax and Lead Belly (who both play themselves). *Interesting fact---Lead Belly wears a bandana in this film to cover up a gnarly scar on his neck he received when stabbed in a fight while in prison.
Ultimately, Lead Belly had a widely popular musical career full of inflationary legends and characterized by a lack of financial success. Lead Belly's final performance was actually on campus at the University of Texas for an event honoring John Lomax.
Lead Belly, I believe, is a good representation of the archetypal "Bigger" of which Richard Wright wrote. His uncontrollable temper, his inescapable "blackness" (as seen in the March of Time reel and in his time magazine headline that read 'Lead Belly - Bad Nigger Makes Good Minstrel'), and his roots in the South. Ironically, Lead Belly was actually a good friend of Wright's, although he was never a communist sympathizer. The legend of Huddie Leadbetter is bottomless and deserves more than a blog post; but hopefully I've given a historic and cultural context and made a textual connection between Lead Belly and Richard Wrights' Bigger.
Bigger's New Outlook, 97-119
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Bigger at breakfast:
"Bigger sat at the table and waited for food. Maybe this would be the last time he would eat here. He felt it keenly and it helped him to have patience. Maybe some day he would be eating in jail. Here he was sitting with them and they did not know that he had murdered a white girl and cut her head off and burnt her body. The thought of what he had done, the awful horror of it, the daring associated with such actions, formed for him for the first time in his fear-ridden life a barrier of protection between him and a world he feared. He had murdered and had created a new life for himself. It was something that was all his own, and it was the first time in his life he had had anything that others could not take from him. Yes; he could sit here calmly and eat and not be concerned about what his family thought or did. He had a natural wall from behind which he could look at them. His crime was an anchor weighing him safely in time; it added to him a certain confidence which his gun and knife did not. He was outside of his family now, over and beyond them; they were incapable of even thinking that he had done such a deed. And he had done something which even he had not thought possible.
Though he had killed by accident, not once did he feel the need to tell himself that it had been an accident. He was black and he had been alone in a room where a white girl had been killed; therefore he had killed her. That was what everybody would say anyhow, no matter what he said. And in a certain sense he knew that the girl's death had not been accidental. He had killed many times before, only on those other times there had been no handy victim or circumstance to make visible or dramatic his will to kill. His crime seemed natural; he felt that all of his life had been leading to something like this. It was no longer a matter of dumb wonder as to what would happen to him and his black skin; he knew now. The hidden meaning of his life -- a meaning which others did not see and which he had always tried to hide -- had spilled out. No; it was no accident, and he would never say that it was. There was in him a kind of terrified pride in feeling and thinking that some day he would be able to say publicly that he had done it" (105-6).
Invisibility (of a different kind?):
"Now that the ice was broken, could he not do other things? What was there to stop him?...he felt that he was arriving at something which had long eluded him. Things were becoming clear; he would know how to act from now on. The thing was to act just like others acted, live like they lived, and while they were not looking, do what you wanted. They would never know. He felt in the quiet presence of his mother, brother, and sister a force, inarticulate and unconscious, making for living without thinking, making for peace and habit, making for a hope that blinded. He felt that they wanted and yearned to see life in a certain way; they needed a certain picture of the world; there was one way of living they preferred above all others; and they were blind to what did not fit. They did not want to see what others were doing if that doing did not feed their own desires. All one had to do was be bold, do something nobody thought of. The whole thing came to him in the form of a powerful and simple feeling; there was in everyone a great hunger to believe that made him blind, and if he could see while others were blind, then he could get what he wanted and never be caught at it. Now, who on earth would think that he, a black timid Negro boy, would murder and burn a rich white girl and would sit and wait for his breakfast like this? Elation filled him...No, he did not have to hide behind a wall or a curtain now; he had a safer way of being safe, and easier way. What he had done last night had proved that. Jan was blind. Mary had been blind. Mr. Dalton was blind. And Mrs. Dalton was blind; yes, blind inm ore ways than one. Bigger smiled slightly. Mrs. Dalton had not known that Mary was dead while she had stood over the bed in the room last night. She had thought that Mary was drunk, because she was used to Mary's coming home drunk. And Mrs. Dalton had not known that he was in the room with her; it would have been the last thing she would have thought of. He was black and would not have figured in her thoughts on such an occasion. Bigger felt that a lot of people were like Mrs. Dalton, blind..." (106-7).
Solidarity?
"As the car lurched over the snow he lifted his eyes and saw black people upon the snow-covered sidewalks. Those people had feelings of fear and shame like his...To Bigger and his kind white people were not really people; they were a sort of great natural force, like a stormy sky looming overhead, or like a deep swirling river stretching suddenly at one's feet in the dark. AS long as he and his black foldks did not go beyond certain limits, there was no need to fear that white force. But whether they feared it or not, each and every day of their lives they lived with it; even when words did not sound its name, they acknowledged its reality. As long as they lived here in this prescribed corner of the city, they paid mute tribute to it.
"There were rare moments when a feeling and longing for solidarity with other black people would take hold of him. He would dream of making a stand against that white force, but that dream would fade when he looked at the other black people near him. Even though black like them, he felt there was too much difference between him and them to allow for a common binding and a common life. Only when threatened with death could that happen; only in fear and shame, with their backs against a wall, could that happen. But never could they sink their differences in hope.
"As he rode, looking at the black people on the sidewalks, he felt that one way to end fear and shame was to make all those black people act together, rule them, tell them what to do, and make them do it. Dimly, he felt that there should be one direction in which he and all other black people could go whole-heartedly; that there should be a way in which gnawing hunger and restless aspiration could be fused; that there should be a manner of acting that caught the mind and body in certainty and faith. But he felt that such would never happen to him and his black people, and he hated them and watned to wave his hand and blot them out. Yet, he still hoped, vaguely. Of late he had liked to hear tell of men who could rule others, for in actions like these he felt there was a way to escape from this tight morass of fear and shame that sapped at the base of his life. He liked to hear of how Japan was conquering China; of how Hitler was running the Jews to the ground; of how Mussolini was invading Spain. He was not concerned with whether these acts were right or wrong; they simply appealed to him as possible avenues of escape. He felt that some day there would be a black man who would whip the black people into a tight band and together they would act and end fear and shame. He never thought of this in precise mental images; he felt it; he would feel it for a while and then forget. But hope was always waiting somewhere deep down in him...his hope toward a vague, benevolent something that would help him and lead him, and his hate toward the whites; for he felt that they ruled him, even when they were far away and not thinking of him, ruled him and by conditioning him in his relations to his own people" (114-5)
Motivation -- from "How Bigger Was Born" (will reference again on Thursday):
"The birth of Bigger Thomas goes back to my childhood, and there was not just one Bigger, but many of them, more than I can count and more than you suspect."
Bigger No.1. -- Bigger the bully (434)
Bigger No.2. -- Bigger angry at the whites, abusive of their systems -- jail (435)
Bigger No.3. -- The black movie theater (435-6)
Bigger No.4. -- The rebel, insanity (the vets?) (436)
Bigger No.5. -- The rebel, reverence, fate unknown (436-7)
Unified ideals, Nazism, Bigger as fascist (444-447)
Thursday, April 19, 2012
Responding to Critical Literature
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Richard Wright |
"As for this New Negro, it was Wright who became his most eloquent spokesman; and his work, from its beginning, is most clearly committed to the social struggle. Leaving aside the considerable question of what relationship precisely the artist bears to the revolutionary, the reality of man as a social being is not his only reality and that artist is strangled who is forced to deal with human beings solely in social terms; and who has, moreover, as Wright had, the necessity thrust on him of being the representative of some thirteen million people. It is a false responsibility (since writers are not congressmen) and impossible, by its nature, of fulfillment. The unlucky shepherd soon finds that, so far from being able to feed the hungry sheep, he has lost the wherewithal for his own nourishment: having been allowed -- so fearful was his burden, so present his audience! -- to recreate his own experience" (32-33).
What is the issue Baldwin has with Native Son? Do you agree? Is Bigger a convincing character? Is he intended to be representative of the plight of blacks in the United States?
"Native Son begins with the Brring! of an alarm clock in the squalid Chicago tenement where Bigger and his family live. Rats live there too, feeding off the garbage, and we first encounter Bigger in the act of killing one...Bigger's situation and Bigger himself exert on the mind the same sort of fascination. The premise of the book is, as I take it, clearly conveyed in these first pages: We are confronting a monster created by the American republic and we are, through being made to share his experience, to receive illumination as regards the manner of his life and to feel both pity and horror at his awful and inevitable doom. This is an arresting and potentially rich idea and we would be discussing a very different novel if Wright's execution had been more perceptive and if he had not attempted to redeem a symbolical monster in social terms.
What does it mean to "redeem a symbolical monster in social terms"?
"One may object that it was precisely Wright's intention to create in Bigger a social symbol, revelatory of social disease and prophetic of disaster. I think, however, that it is this assumption which we ought to examine more carefully. Bigger has no discernable relationship to himself, to his own life, to his own people, nor to any other people -- in this respect, perhaps, he is most American -- and his force comes, not from his significance as a social (or anti-social) unit, but from his significance as the incarnation of a myth" (34-5).
"Despite the details of slum life which we are given, I doubt that anyone who has thought about it, disengaging himself from sentimentality, can accept this most essential premise of the novel for a moment. Those Negroes who surround him, on the other hand, his hard-working mother, his ambitious sister, his poolroom cronies, Bessie, might be considered as far richer and more subtle and accurate illustrations of the ways in which Negroes are controlled in our society and the complex techniques they have evolved for their survival.
Did you find these characters more compelling than Bigger? Are they more representative of general social conditions?
We are limited, however, to Bigger's view of them, part of a deliberate plan which might not have been disastrous if we were not also limited to Bigger's perceptions. What this means for the novel is that a necessary dimension has been cut away; this dimension being the relationship that Negroes bear to one another, that depth of involvement and unspoken recognition of shared experience which creates a way of life. What the novel reflects -- and at no point interprets -- is the isolation of the Negro within his own group and the resulting fury of impatient scorn. It is this which creates its climate of anarchy and unmotivated and unapprehended disaster; and it is this climate, common to most Negro protest novels, which has led us all to believe that in Negro life there exists no tradition, no field of manners, no possibility of ritual or intercourse...But the fact is not that the Negro has no tradition but that there has as yet arrived no sensibility sufficiently profound and tough to make this tradition articulate. For a tradition expresses, after all, nothing more than the long and painful experience of a people; it comes out of the battle waged to maintain their integrity or, to put it more simply, out of their struggle to survive" (36).
"The sense of how Negroes live and how they have so long endured is hidden from us in part by the very speed of the Negro's public progress...Bigger, in the meanwhile, and all his furious kin, serve only to whet the notorious national taste for the sensational and to reinforce all that we now find necessary to believe. It is not Bigger whom we fear, since his appearance among us make our victory certain. It is the others, who smile, who go to church, who give no cause for complaint, whom we sometimes consider with amusement, with pity, even with affection -- and in whose faces we sometimes surprise the merest arrogant hint of hatred, the faintest, withdrawn, speculative shadow of contempt -- who make us uneasy; whom we cajole, threaten, flatter, fear; who to use remain unknown, though we are not (we feel with both relief and hostility and with bottomless confusion) unknown to them. It it out of our reaction to these hewers of wood and drawers of water that our image of Bigger was created.
How does this idea connect with the invisible man's yessing them to death and destruction?
"It is this image, living yet, which we perpetually seek to evade with good works; and this image which makes of all our good works an intolerable mockery.
Consider Bigger's reluctance to accept a Relief job.
The "n-----," black, benighted, brutal, consumed with hatred as we are consumed with guilt, cannot be thus blotted out. He stands at our shoulders when we give our maid her wages, it is his hand which we fear we are taking when struggling to communicate with the current 'intelligent' Negro, his stench, as it were, which fills our mouths with salt as the monument is unveiled in honor of the latest Negro leader. Each generation has shouted behind him, N-----! as he walked our streets; it is he whom we would rather our sisters did not marry; he is banished into the vast and wailing outer darkness whenever we speak of the 'purity' of our women, of the 'sanctity' of our homes, of 'American' ideals. What is more, he knows it. He is indeed the 'native son' : he is the 'n-----.' Let us refrain from inquiring at the moment whether or not he actually exists; for we believe that he exists. Whenever we encounter him amongst us in the flesh, our faith is made perfect and his necessary and bloody end is executed with a mystical ferocity of joy....
"And there is, I should think, no Negro living in America who has not felt, briefly or for long periods, with anguish sharp or dull, in varying degrees and to varying effect, simple, naked and unanswerable hatred, who has not wanted to smash any white face he may encounter in a day, to violate, out of motives of the cruelest vengeance, their women, to break the bodies of all white people and bring them low, as low as that dust into which he himself has been and is being trampled; no Negro, finally, who has not had to make his own precarious adjustment to the 'n-----' who surrounds him and to the 'n----' in himself"
Native Son (pgs. 3-42) by Jonathon Thomas
Tuesday, April 17, 2012
Invisible Man, 535-end
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Rioters in Harlem |
Chapter Twenty-Five
What is the first thing that happens to the Invisible Man when he arrives downtown?
What is happening in Harlem? What does it mean when Ellison writes that the "crowd was working in and out of the stores like ants around spilled sugar" (538)?
What's the significance of Dupre's "'cotton-picking sack fulla stuff'"(540)?
What does the IM decide started the riot? See 540-41.
Why is the man in the building yelling "'Colored store!'" on 542?
Why do the men get oil in the store on 543?
Is the riot all about destruction? Look at the "free beer" woman on 544. Why does she keep tossing the glass milk quarts into the street?
Why do the men torch the building where "'most of [them] live'" (545)? Is this purely destructive? See 547 -- "'My kid died from the t-bees in that deathtrap, but I bet a man ain't no more go'n to be born in there.'"
Is the IM still concerned about Sybil? See 556.
How is Ras reacting to the riot? How is he dressed? How is he trying to direct the people? See 556.
What does the IM realize on 559 regarding his visibility, even to Ras and his people? What does this lead him to do to Ras?
Where is the IM trying to get to by 561? Why?
Does the men's story on 561-64 confirm the IM's verdict on his visibility on 559? Was his stand against Ras even visible?
What does the IM come to realize about his grandfather's advice on 564? Was his grandfather really "wrong"? Have things really "changed too much since his day"? Or do you think that this strategy is only one that works if you start off doing it from the beginning?
What happens to the IM on 565 when he is trying to escape from the men who want to steal his briefcase? What does he mean when he says that "'All of [them]'" are in his briefcase? What has he still not managed to get rid of?
What does the IM do to the contents of his briefcase on 567-568? What does he realize?
What happens in his hallucination? What does he realize on 571?
Epilogue
Did the IM's invisible "place him in a hole" or did it show him "the hole I was in" (572)?
After being "honest" for so long, why does the IM find it so hard by the Epilogue -- "Let me be honest with you -- a feat which, by the way, I find of the utmost difficulty" (572-73)?
What does he decide that his real problem was all along (see 573 and also 15).
Is he satisfied with hibernation or does he want to reenter the world?
Why does he ultimately decide that agreeing them to "death and destruction" is problematic in the mid-to-late twentieth century (575)? Have things indeed changed since his grandfather's day? (564)
What does the IM mean when he says that "The fact is that you carry part of your sickness within you," or that "at least [he does] as an invisible man" (575)?
Who is Rinehart ultimately on 576? Does the IM have some Rinehartian elements by this point?
Why does he stay in his hole, according to 576? What does he mean when he says that he now knows that "men are different and that all life is divided and that only in division is there true health" (576)? Does the world outside accept division or does it try to eliminate it, according to the IM? See 576-77.
What does the IM do to Mr. Norton? Why?
Why does the IM (and presumably Ellison) write? See 579-80.
What part of himself drives him out of hibernation? See 580-81. What is perhaps his "greatest social crime"(581)? Why might hibernation be a crime, even for an invisible man?
Thursday, April 12, 2012
Quiz 5 Questions
Thy will be done O Lord!
I See all, Know all, Tell all, Cure all.
You shall see the unknown wonders."
The narrator is given a handbill in the street on the way to Hambro's with this passage on it from Rev. B. P. Rinehart, spiritual technologist. I believe this was a foreshadowing of Invisible Man's realization that he is completely invisible to everyone around him. He will understand that he has had all of these identities forced on him by others, like The Brotherhood, or even the so-called big shots from the beginning of the novel when he says "social equality" instead of "social responsibility" and is asked to explain, to which he admits he made a mistake and the crowd is appeased. All of these events, and the fact that he was merely playing roles relinquished to him in these events, become clear to him.
On page 498, after the Invisible Man removes his disguise that causes some confusion for everyone between him and Rinehart, the Invisible Man comes to revelation: "It was true as I was true. His world was possibility and he knew it. He was years ahead of me and I was a fool. I must have been crazy and blind. The world in which we lived was without boundaries." This is a crucial moment for the narrator, where he realizes that he does have a self even though he is invisible to others. The veil that has been blinding him from himself is lifted at this point. He also realizes that Rinehart is a shape-shifting symbol for limitless possibility. The different aspects of Rinehart; Rinehart the Rounder, Rinehart the Rascal, Rinehart the Gambler, etc., that the Invisible Man is mistaken for lead to his understanding that he has never had a self because he has always accepted an identity given to him by others.
This was a poem written by Langston Hughes, published in 1951. Langston Hughes was a crucial part of the Harlem Renaissance as a social activist. The Harlem Renaissance had many goals and dreams, of which Hughes makes a point that if they are not realized, it can rot a people from the inside out. I believe it was Ellison's objective to make a point of preventing others from labeling members of the black community so as to crush their dreams. With Rinehart's character, he demonstrates that to be an individual, to know yourself, is the most powerful weapon one can have against a society's attempts at defining a people against their will.
The novel comes full circle on page 508 with this quote: "I didn't know what my grandfather had meant, but I was ready to test his advice. I'd overcome them with yeses, undermine them with grins, I'd agree them to death and destruction." The invisible man finally understands what his grandfather meant on his deathbed. In the previous paragraph he comes to the conclusion that, "I was my experiences and my experiences were me, and no blind men, no matter how powerful they became, even if they conquered the world, could take that..." The narrator, no longer the invisible man, at least not to himself, is filled with confidence now that he has defined himself, and he has a new plan, a new direction, and seems to be for the first time truly fearless.
1. Is the yessing strategy recommended by his grandfather the best way to proceed? Why? Why not?
2. Who do you perceive Rinehart to be? Why had he been blind to Rinehart's existence before?
3. When does the game end with leading the double identity proposed by IM's grandfather?
Tuesday, April 10, 2012
Invisible Man, 462-534 -- cancelled
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Invisibility |
Join up with a group (1, 2, or 3) and examine a chapter of the novel (Group 1 will examine Chapter 22 -- the Brotherhood's reaction to Tod Clifton's funeral; Group 2 will examine Chapter 23 -- Ras, Rinehart, and Hambro; and Group 3 will examine 24 -- yessing them to death -- Sybil and the escape towards Harlem).
In examining each section, create a list of AT LEAST 5 questions similar to prior lists posted on this blog and have one group member submit it in a comment along with a listing of all of your names. This will count a as a qualifying blog comment for all involved. It will also make it easier for you to get another qualifying comment by responding after class to the questions you developed.
Suggestions:
Chapter 22 (Group 1) -- consider why the Brotherhood members act the way that they do. Pay especial attention to their reactions to the IM's use of his "personal responsibility," why they resent Clifton being made a hero or martyr, and the significance of Brother Jack's eye.
Chapter 23 (Group 2) -- consider how Ras challenges the IM to speak for the Brotherhood, especially in light of the Brotherhood's reaction to the IM, why the IM initially chooses to disguise himself and what his disguise reveals to him. Also, who is Rinehart? Any questions involving Rinehart should be more specific than this one. What does Hambro tell the IM to do? What does he decide to do on his own and why?
Chapter 24 (Group 3) -- How does the IM go about his plan? Is he successful? What does Sybil want? How does the IM react?
Thursday, April 5, 2012
IM's Role in the Brotherhood
Throughout the scene with IM and the woman, she implores him, whether with manipulative intentions or legitimate curiosity, to tell her about the Brotherhood. Her intentions aside, it is important to notice that outside his saying, “from now on one of our main concerns is to be the Woman Question,” (Ellison 414) he never truly responds with a satisfying response to her inquisition. His failure to address the questions asked of him is not without significance. The Brotherhood has offered IM structure, leadership, and an outlet for his compulsive urge to deliver speeches. However, his role within this system is not clearly defined and cannot be articulated much further. Realistically, IM is simply an abstract black figurehead of the Communist movement. This is illustrated by Brother Jack’s mistress who asks him, “But don’t you think he should be a little blacker?” (303). Her question suggests that while IM might possess superior skills as an orator, his skin color is the primary basis of his selection as the new leader. He is forced to give up his name and sever ties with his home and family while employed by the Brotherhood. In this way, IM relinquishes any sense of an identity he might have possessed and again enters into a struggle to reconcile his image in the North with his Southern past. While he sees the organization as a magnificent opportunity for his own advancement, he is blind to the fact that he is merely a pawn of the white leaders. Just as has been the case throughout the book, another outside force enters his life and squashes his identity. Although he is allured by the perceived leadership that accompanies his position, he is neither truly aware of the meaning of his role nor the ideological basis of what he is supporting. This same oblivion is what the vet admonishes him for earlier in the book when he tells IM to “Look beneath the surface” and “come out of the fog” (153). For this reason he is unable, or perhaps unwilling to attempt to articulate the details of his position within the Brotherhood movement when speaking with the inquisitive woman.