This week: The Etymology, the Extracts, and Chapters 1-3 ("Loomings," "The Carpet Bag," "The Spouter-Inn.")
In the first chapter of Moby Dick, our narrator Ishmael imagines headlines that mention his decision to go to sea:
"Grand Contested Election for the Presidency of the United States.
"WHALING VOYAGE BY ONE ISHMAEL.
BLOODY BATTLE IN AFGHANISTAN."
Not bad as a synchronicity, no? And so, as we recover from the latest "grand contested election for the presidency," we embark on the Pequod, and on our Great American Novel, Moby Dick by Herman Melville. We'll be trying to cover about 35 printed pages each week, not a terribly difficult pace, so there's plenty of time to hunt up a copy and join us. There are many ways to do so, as I remarked in last week's blog post. No matter which edition you choose to read, I'll be making the "reading assignments" based on chapters, not page numbers, so it should be easy to follow along, and post any comments you would like to make.
Is there any 19th century novel with a better beginning? The start of Charles Dickens A Tale of Two Cities is justly famous, and I love it, too: "It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way—in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only."
But I also love the arresting beginning of Moby Dick: "Call me Ishmael. Some years ago—never mind how long precisely—having little or no money in my purse, and nothing particular to interest me on shore, I thought I would sail about a little and see the watery part of the world. It is a way I have of driving off the spleen and regulating the circulation. Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off—then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship. There is nothing surprising in this. If they but knew it, almost all men in their degree, some time or other, cherish very nearly the same feelings towards the ocean with me."
Ishmael of course is a Biblical reference; as the Wikipedia entry reminds us, the Ishmael in the Bible was the son of Abraham and Hagar, banished to the wilderness. See the entry for useful notes.
"Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet ..." It's actually a damp, drizzly November as I write this; it is raining outside. But cheer up, fellow readers: We have an interesting novel to read!
I was struck by a couple of things as I read the first passages. The "sub-sub-librarian" credited with finding the various references in whales in world literature must have worked very hard in the era before the Internet to find so many passages.
There are lots of literary allusions in Moby Dick and much philosophical musing, but the book also can be read as an adventure story, and I found the descriptions very vivid: The icy streets of New Bedford, Massachusetts; the dark interior of the Spouter-Inn, with all of its decorations related to whaling; the meals Ishmael eats, including one in which the dining room is so cold the diners "hold to our lips cups of tea with our half frozen fingers"; his bed, which features a mattress which feels like it is "stuffed with corncobs or broken crockery," his fright at first seeing Queequeg.
New Bedford, by the way, has a nice whaling museum; I visited it sometime during the 1990s.
Background posting from last week offering more details about the reading group. I'll be joined by Eric Wagner and Oz Fritz. The plan is to do this once a week, with a new posting every Monday.
Next week: Please read chapters four through 14, "The Counterpane," "Breakfast," "The Street," "The Chapel," "The Pulpit," "The Sermon," "A Bosom Friend," "Nightgown," "Biographical," "Wheelbarrow" and "Nantucket." Sounds like a lot, but these are short chapters! 35 pages in my paperback copy of the novel.
6 comments:
Alas, my time is limited this evening, so I won't include a lengthy quote. But for those who are interested, page one of Moby Dick is referenced in Illuminatus!, The Eye in the Pyramid. It appears in 'Book One', just after the illustration of the Pineal Eye. That's on p. 133 in the omnibus edition, in the Robinson paperback. The illustration makes it easy to locate, whichever copy you have.
I like the line (in Illuminatus!) that describes Leviathan and Moby Dick being the same creature, but it can be seen in two different places at the same time, ‘...but not one reader in a million groks what he’s hinting at.’
Maybe we’ll see old Moby turn up in a couple of months in Bobby and Todd’s TOI.
Sent by Iain Spence
It's a damp and drizzly November day here too; both outside and in my soul. The "Etymology" and "Extract" suggest Moby-Dick as a multiplicity, i.e. it has multiple levels, multiple metaphors, or no metaphor, simply a grand adventure. It seems a perfect vehicle for the practice of model agnosticism. One model I'll be examining = Moby-Dick portraying a Book of Initiation, a story with a tremendous amount of esoteric information.
This will be my second reading of Moby-Dick. The first time occurred some 10 - 15 years ago, I started it while getting ready to leave Paris after working there. I don't recall why or how it happened, but I'd been harpooned with the notion of the importance to read this classic. I had a few hours before leaving to the airport so went on line and found a copy available to purchase at a Brentano's bookstore in an area of Paris known as the Tuileries where the French Royal Palace had been located. The first synchronicity occurred immediately upon beginning to read it when seeing the Tuileries mentioned on the first page of the "Extracts":
" . . . Give it up Sub-Subs! For by how much more the pains ye take to please the world, by so much the more shall ye forever go thankless! Would that I could clear out Hampton Court (former site of the English royal palace) and the Tuileries for ye! But gulp down your tears and hie aloft to the royal-mast with your hearts; for your friends who have gone before are clearing out the seven-storied heavens, and making refugees of long pampered Gabriel, Michael, and Raphael against your coming. Here ye strike but splintered hearts together – there, ye shall strike unsplinterable glasses!]"
I suspect the Sub-Sub Librarian to be Melville himself, though I guess he could have hired a researcher. Whoever it was, they appear extremely well- read.
The subject of Death gets evoked in the first paragraph of the first chapter. Death and a bardo scenario appear again in the 5th paragraph of chapter 2: "... like a candle moving about in a tomb." It comes up again a few pages into chapter 3: "... bustles a little withered old man, who, for their money, dearly sells the sailors deliriums and death."
Here is the passage Iain references:
"Hell," Simon said, "look what Beethoven did when Weishaupt illuminated him. Went right home and wrote the Fifth Symphony. You know how it begins: da-da-da-DUM. Morse code for V—the Roman numeral for five. Right out in the open, as you say. It amuses the devil out of them to confirm
their low opinion of the rest of humanity by putting things up front like that and watching how almost everybody misses it. Of course, if somebody doesn't miss something, they recruit him right away. Look at Genesis: 'lux fiat' —right on the first page. They do it all the time. The Pentagon
Building. '23 Skidoo.' The lyrics of rock songs like 'Lucy in the Sky with Diamonds'— how obvious can you get? Melville was one of the most outrageous of the bunch; the very first sentence of Moby Dick tells you he's a disciple of Hassan i Sabbah, but you cant find a single Melville scholar who has followed up that lead— in spite of Ahab being a truncated anagram of Sabbah. He even tells you, again and again, directly and indirectly, that Moby Dick and Leviathan are the same creature, and that Moby Dick is often seen at the same time in two different parts of the world, but not one reader
in a million groks what he's hinting at. There's a whole chapter on whiteness and why white is really more terrifying than black; all the critics miss the point"
In chapter one the narrator says that all boys long to go to sea. I don’t recall ever longing to go to sea, but Melville, born in 1819, and Ishmael, born even earlier, lived in a different world than I did.
Moby Dick group reading GO!
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=veHJYnFtHWc
Very glad to read this “veritable gospel cetology” along with like-minded Sub-Sub-Genii.
And it sure is “a damp, drizzly November” here as well!
I was pleasantly surprised by the humor already present in these first three chapters, as well as the first person narration, which always helps me get involved emotionally when reading fiction literature.
I find myself liking the book already.
Something else that struck me was Ishmael’s attitude of tolerance towards Queequeg. Despite being afraid at first, and somehow believing him to be a cannibal, he ends up reasoning himself: “the man’s a human being just as I am,” and that “for all his tattooings he was on the whole a clean, comely looking cannibal.” Eventually we even get a street-smart piece of wisdom: “better sleep with a sober cannibal than a drunken Christian.”
I also note that in the introduction to the Extracts, the three archangels Gabriel, Michael and Raphael are being invoked, Uriel/Auriel being missing. The latter connects with the element of Earth, which is soon about to disappear as the ship crew will set sail.
Nowadays, only Japan, Norway, and Iceland are practicing commercial whaling. I cannot speak for the other two, but in Iceland, where I live, the issue is very controversial, most people seemingly being in favor of stopping the practice altogether, hunting pretty much still around only due to the lobbying of one stubborn company. The practice isn’t even commercially profitable locally, most of the meat being shipped to Japan for consumption.
For anyone interested in the issue of whaling, I suggest looking up the Paul Watson case in recent news.
Moby Dick for Dummies via The Simpsons
https://youtu.be/2RjYcqSoqzU?feature=shared
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