Tuesday, April 21, 2015

Two Tribes

Okay, Junior's class is awesome.

It was incredibly uplifting for me when his ENTIRE class dropped their textbooks and walked out when the teacher made clearly uncalled-for comments. As a non-white person living in a white community, I could feel the tremendous amount of elation that flowed out of the pages (or screen in my case). Perhaps the same would apply to any person under similar circumstances but this is huge for anyone of minority.

But as was mentioned last discussion, some people found it difficult to like Junior. But I liked him roght off the bat and his story resonated with my own of struggle in a world that was to promote the American dream: of leaving your roots and finding your destiny. Sure, leaving your culture, abandoning it, betraying it, are all ways of lookig at it. But I see it as merely adding onto what already exists.

Tuesday, April 14, 2015

Hydrophilia

The narrator is so very frank. 

You almost get a Holden Caufield type of vibe from him, with the story of a boy trying to get through life (and all of its side routes and whatnot). Just toss on the red hat and you have a pseudo-Holden. And he admits stuff. 

The narrator is awfully frank. Did I mention that yet?
But regarding that Arnold (Junior) feels like an incredibly relatable character to me at least. Some social anxiety mixed with extenuating circumstances. I wonder what it would've been like had I been to a school like his. And then the Reardan one. 
The style of writing actually somewhat fits into how I normally think. Short comments here and there and maybe a phrase that leaks into my writing. The conversational type. As a protagonist, Arnold (Junior) is quick to gain the reader's sympathies and empathies and so forth but those people have to be the type who reads this type of literature. Or the type to take AP Lit. 

How would Roger react to this book should he read it?

Wednesday, April 8, 2015

You are the protagonist

Sonder 
n. the realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own—populated with their own ambitions, friends, routines, worries and inherited craziness—an epic story that continues invisibly around you like an anthill sprawling deep underground, with elaborate passageways to thousands of other lives that you’ll never know existed, in which you might appear only once, as an extra sipping coffee in the background, as a blur of traffic passing on the highway, as a lighted window at dusk. (From the dictionaryofobscuresorrows.com)

A select many characters in The Bluest Eye are given in-depth backgrounds worthy of a protagonist of a usual novel. Some, like Cholly, are introduced as near-one dimensional character as merely the one who burned the Breedlove's house down. To the reader, Cholly is just the person who committed arson and was sentenced to jail...among other things. But we aren't to see him like that. His story is fully fleshed out with his childhood life with Aunt Jimmy and onwards to his marriage with Pauline. Like Cholly, Pauline is another character who has a life and has the right to be the protagonist of her own life. 

These are but two examples and though The Bluest Eye doesn't explore the lives of every single character, it is a substantial amount as compared to many, many other novels. The relation of bringing sonder as an element helps permit the novel to reflect reality. Everyone has a story. This portrayal is extremely important in actually showing someone the world apart from what they see for themselves, from the usual standpoint of "the protagonist." Perhaps there are too many with this sort of thinking and need a wake up call.


Thursday, April 2, 2015

The only way to win is not to play

The world is inherently unfair. And many times, you can't discuss these issues concerning religion, race, or gender / sex without being drawn into a pointless exchange of rage and accusations.

Everyone has their own ideals and for many, these are unshakable. Naomi Wolf outlines her such ideals on the belief that beauty is hardly just an innocent appreciation for the aesthetic. My take on beauty is that it surely has gone to extremes within the United States as Wolf mentions. Appealing appearance being a more desired goal than probably more practical ones has definitely shown itself, like Wolf says, in the market of cosmetics, etc. These social pressures are pervasive force that pressures inhabitants to follow certain guidelines with extreme prejudice.

Since the United States has somewhat moved past utter poverty and have allowed more luxuries to become widespread, people are given the opportunity to compete with the usually more advantaged folk; one front is the beauty factor. Given the standard of living the country has, we have more time available to make efforts into those purposes until those purposes become standard themselves. Looking at how ingained the "normal" concept of beauty is into our society, just how much rehaul would it take to equalize?