Teacher's Bad Rowling Advice

[William Cloud Hicklin]

Oh, as to "genre fiction"- I love the very, very clever Umberto Eco setting out to give the Literati a finger in the eye over this, boldly writing a historical detective novel that's as highbrow as anyone could want- he even concludes it by quoting Wittgenstein, fer crissake.

[Lalwendë]

I agree that University faculties and depts are almost all (certainly in the UK) left-leaning, but I disagree that their dislike of Tolkien means he is right-leaning. If they see that in him then that is their mistake - and some will deliberately set out to find 'right-wing nasties' everywhere as much as McCarthy was paranoid about reds under the bed They conveniently ignore that this hokey Tolkien fellow was also an early environmentalist (whoa, a sinister Greenie!), explored the idea of anarchism and even tackled issues of racism. All this with skipping pixies and goblins? yes! Much as it might stick in the throats of a certain breed of leftist, it does not stick in every left leaning throat - certainly not in Europe.

But yes, certainly over here you can divide the left into two camps - the modern, Islington 'set' who fear anything remotely 'parochial' and the older type, us old (and young) beardy-weirdy types who just go a bomb for mad things like talking trees and echoes of ancient cultures Look at how that arch outdoorsman Ray Mears championed Tolkien in The Big Read. Remember Tolkien was one of THE icons of the original counter-culture.

Maybe they feel uncomfortable about being linked with hippies who smell a bit of patchouli oil and damp afghan coats? Maybe they have some Tolkien secretly stashed under the bed for when their dinner party guests have gone home after a nice evening discussing post-modernism?

[davem]

Further to my earlier post:

http://www.cse.dmu.ac.uk/~mward/gkc/books/logic.html

For instance, I read an article by the admirable Mr. Tilden, the great tennis-player, who was debating what is wrong with English Tennis. "Nothing can save English Tennis!" he said, except certain reforms of a fundamental sort, which he proceeded to explain. The English, it appears, have a weird and unnatural way of regarding tennis as a game, or thing to be enjoyed. He admitted that this has been part of a sort of amateur spirit in everything which is (as he very truly noted) also a part of the national character. But all this stands in the way of what he called saving English Tennis. He meant what some would call making it perfect, and others would call making it professional. Now, I take that as a very typical passage, taken from the papers at random, and containing the views of a keen and acute person on a subject that he thoroughly understands. But what he does not understand is the thing which he supposes to be understood. He thoroughly knows his subject and yet he does not know what he is talking about; because he does not know what he is taking for granted. He does not realise the relation of means and ends, or axioms and inferences, in his own philosophy. And nobody would probably be more surprised and even legitimately indignant than he, if I were to say that the first principles of his philosophy appear to be as follows: (1) There is in the nature of things a certain absolute and divine Being, whose name is Mr. Lawn Tennis. (2) All men exist for the good and glory of this Mr. Tennis and are bound to approximate to his perfections and fulfil his will. (3) To this higher duty they are bound to surrender their natural desire for enjoyment in this life. (4) They are bound to put this loyalty first; and to love it more passionately than patriotic tradition, the presentation of their own national type and national culture; not to mention even their national virtues. That is the creed or scheme of doctrine that is here developed without being defined. The only way for us to save the game of Lawn Tennis is to prevent it from being a game. The only way to save English Tennis is to prevent it from being English. It does not occur to such thinkers that some people may possibly like it because it is English and enjoy it because it is enjoyable. (GK Chesterton 'Logic & Lawn Tennis')

That's Chesterton on sport. I think it applies to literature too. Just like tennis (or football, or cricket, or baseball) its not enough for it to be a fun thing, a 'game'. It has to be made 'professional'. It has to be made useful, so that people can get something useful out of it.

I also note that our new Prime Minister likes to tell us how much the government intend to do to help 'hard working families'. Well, of course, what practical use are families that aren't working every hour or every day - well, apart from the 'quality time' they 'ought' to spend together 'doing things as a family' to strengthen the family bond & all that stuff.

Families who just sit around doing nothing, playing games, reading 'fantasy' books, daydreaming, are not contributing to society.

And fantasy is perceived to be such a waste of time. Its ok for kids to read about fairies, but there comes a time to 'grow up' & read proper books. Reading for fun, treating reading as a 'game' is too amateurish, & isn't going to help them get a job & contribute to the economy, or teach them how to be a good citizen.

It seems to me that child readers of fantasy are the dreamers, the artists, the interesting folk in potentio. They're also the ones who grow up to be the kind of nuisances who object to woodland being cleared to put up another shopping mall, to ugly office blocks being cloned ad infinitum across once beautiful cities. Because fantasy is actually seriously dangerous literature. 'Serious' literature which depicts 'the real world' only reflects our daily lives back at us & teaches us only that what we see around us is all there is, & all there can be. Its equivalent to replacing all your windows with mirrors.

Fantasy is like Pullman's Subtle Knife that can cut open ways into other worlds, & the thing that angered me most about HDM was that at the end Pullman forced the characters to close all those doors forever & left them all stuck in their own worlds - or risk destroying everything.

[Nogrod]

Originally Posted by davem

Because fantasy is actually seriously dangerous literature. 'Serious' literature which depicts 'the real world' only reflects our daily lives back at us & teaches us only that what we see around us is all there is, & all there can be. Its equivalent to replacing all your windows with mirrors.

If you haven't done that already, you should read the "Asthetic Dimension" (1977) by Herbert Marcuse (a post marxian theorist).

To make the point just two quotes...

Originally Posted by Herbert Marcuse in "The Aesthetic Dimension"

I shall submit the following thesis: the radical qualities of art, that is to say, its indictment of the established reality and its invocation of the beautiful image (schöner schein) of liberation are grounded precisely in the dimensions where art transcends its social determination and emancipates itself from the given universe of discourse and behaviour while preserving its overwhelming presence. Thereby art creates the realm in which the subversion of experience proper to art becomes possible: the world founded by art is recognised as a reality which is supressed and distorted in the given reality. This experience culminates in extreme situations (of love and death, guilt and failure, but also joy, happiness, and fullfillment) which explode the given reality in the name of a truth normally denied or unheard. The inner logic of the work of art terminates in the emergence of another reason, another sensibility, which defy the rationality and sensibility incorporated in the dominant social institutions.

Originally Posted by Herbert Marcuse in "The Aesthetic Dimension"

Art reflects this dynamic in its insistence on its own truth, which has its grounds in social reality and is yet its "other". Art breaks open a dimension inaccesible to other experience, a dimension in which human beings, nature, and things no longer stand under the law of the established reality principle. Subjects and objects encounter the appearance of that autonomy which is denied them in their society. The encounter with the truth of art happens in the estranging language and images which make perceptible, visible, and audible that which no longer, or not yet, is perceived, said, and heard in everyday life.
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"all reification is a forgetting". Art fights reification by making the petrified world speak, sing, perhaps dance. Forgetting past suffering and past joy alleviates life under a repressive reality principle. In contrast, remembrance spurs the drive for the conquest of suffering and the permanence of joy. But the force of remembrance is frustrated: joy itself is overshadowed by pain. Inexorably so? The horizon of history is still open. If the remebrance of things past would become a motive power in the struggle for changing the world, the struggle would be waged for a revolution hitherto suppressed in the previous historical revolutions.

Just reflect these words to Tolkien and today...

The question of usefulness raised by davem still remains... and I think it is a good one!

But now I need to sleep a bit.

[William Cloud Hicklin]

Of course Eco is both leftist and a professional literatus. But he happens to be one who enjoys pricking his colleagues' pomposity.

On post-Derrida criticism:

I wasn't actually referring to the man himself as the endless dreary PhD dissertations and the publish-or-perish articles compelled from junior faculty. The criticism would be just as valid if the political game were right of center, although in that case Tolkien might not be regarded as quite so radioactive.

[Nogrod]

Originally Posted by William Cloud Hickli

Of course Eco is both leftist and a professional literatus. But he happens to be one who enjoys pricking his colleagues' pomposity.

They all do it... the academics I mean. But it's (happily?) only a few who get their prickings published for the general audience...

Originally Posted by William Cloud

On post-Derrida criticism:
I wasn't actually referring to the man himself as the endless dreary PhD dissertations and the publish-or-perish articles compelled from junior faculty.

I see and after re-reading I apologise. No you weren't. And I do wholeheartedly agree with the stuff on "wanna-be-Derridas" or "would-be intellectuals" to whom appearing cool and nice and hip and surfing the wave just a bit before the latest trend is so important... and so annoying to follow... if I had energy enough to annoy myself with them in the first place...

But yes, I remember those people...

[Nogrod]

Originally Posted by William Cloud Hickli

I love the very, very clever Umberto Eco

Don't you know Umberto Eco is a leftist literati?