LITERATURE: The Unbearable Lightness – Responsibility

I knew that Tomas’ reflections on political responsibility was heading somewhere and so stopped at a point where I can switch direction along with him:

But, he said to himself, whether they knew or didn’t know is not the main issue; the main issue is whether a man is innocent because he didn’t know.  Is a fool on the throne relieved of all responsibility merely because he is a fool? (p. 177)

We can see the stirrings of political theory here, and Tomas’ beliefs on politics may be in direct conflict with his personal dealings with relationships. Let’s watch:

Let us concede that a Czech public prosecutor in the early fifties who called for the death of an innocent man was deceived by the Russian secret police and the government of his own country. But now that we all know the accusations to have been absurd and the executed to have been innocent, how can that selfsame public prosecutor defend his purity of heart by beating himself on the chest and proclaiming, My conscience is clear! I didn’t know!! I was a believer! Isn’t his "I didn’t know! I was a believer!" at the very root of his irreparable guilt?

Tough call; I would think the horror at the tragedy, at the grave mistake would be enough to cause guilt-like response. Is there guilt for not having seen through the lies that led him to his action? I would grant him the benefit of the doubt. Tomas, looking again to the example of Oedipus, does not:

It was in this connection that Tomas recalled the tale of Oedipus: Oedipus did not know he was sleeping with his own mother, yet when he realized what had happened, he did not feel innocent.  Unable to stand the sight of the misfortunes he had wrought by "not knowing," he put out his eyes and wandered blind away from Thebes.

When Tomas heard Communists shouting in defense of their inner purity, he said to himself, As a result of your "not knowing," this country has lost its freedom, lost it for centuries, perhaps, and you shout that you feel no guilt? How can you stand the sight of what you’ve done?

So Tomas has branded them as guilty; ignorance no excuse for action. Yes, I suppose I can justify the outrage, the blame-laying, and yet, there are degrees of guilt that should lessen the pain from the known and committed; the venial versus the mortal sin of the Catholic mind.

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WRITING: Whoa!

Flash of insight time:

Went back to transfer the below story beginning into either Pages or Storyspace and realized that since I already know the story, there’s no purpose to writing it!

Completely lost interest.

Every writer implements a different writing process that works for their style of writing; laying out the whole plot in diagram or just going with the flow.  I’m a "flow" type; whatever happens, happens and if I don’t know what’s happening, I just ask myself to ponder the possibilities and it rolls on.  For the planner, there are even software writing packages that can not only organize a writer’s ideas, but help spur him on index card style.

So how many stories are lost with either process?

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HYPERTEXT & STORIES: Form

Out of war come stories, those of horror, those of courage, those of love. My grandmother, as did many grandmothers and grandfathers, repeated them often enough to ensure that their survival served a purpose. They needed to show the evil side of human nature as a warning, but also to reveal the good so that it did not get burdened by the one to overwhelm the other to the point where hope was lost. My grandmother told the story of how kindness had saved her from the gas chamber. It was only as an adult that I discovered that it was all a lie.

This opening that comes to me in the dark hours of a predawn cup of coffee comes with a plot that leads it to a dramatic arc–unusual for me since I very rarely see the story laid out until I’ve started writing it. But even at this stage, only minutes old, I see the telling of it, the twist. And there’s something else that becomes clear; it could well prove best told in the form of hypertext.

It seems that the theme of perception guides my use of hypertext as a medium; when I find two strong characters it seems that there will automatically be two points of view that intertwine and parallel themselves to possibly different ends. This was the secondary basis of my first story written in hypertext–the main being the choices made that bring about different conclusions. Still, I’m not proficient enough with the hypertext medium–even with the marvel of Storyspace that makes organization of story lines so much easier–to make full use of the form.

With the above beginning, the natural inclination is to return to the past via the grandmother’s story and to show as well the reality of an opposing point of view, a version that includes the events that grandma didn’t witness that would change her small segment of experience of WW II considerably from one of kindness to one of biased hatred. That would be, of course, the story of the German officer who she considers her savior, but who in fact selects her in particular, as a Polish friend to Jews, for death. What saves her is not him, but a more intricate series of events played out in careful time.

My task now is to either let the story play itself out in traditional text form, or to toss this opening paragraph into Storyspace and see if I can learn the patterns that would tell it perhaps in more depth.

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LITERATURE: The Unbearable Lightness – Political Relevance

Finally back to reading and I come upon a passage that reminds me so much of the upcoming presidential election:

Anyone who thinks that the Communist regimes of Central Europe are exclusively the work of criminals is overlooking a basic truth: the criminal regimes were made not by criminals but by enthusiasts convinced they had discovered the only road to paradise.  They defended that road so valiantly that they were forced to execute many people.  Later it became clear that there was no paradise, that the enthusiasts were therefore murderers.  (p. 176)

This echos my thinking on government and administrations.  No official takes public office with the intent to do wrong by the people. All aspiring politicians go forth with the belief that they’re doing the right thing; all strive for the same goals yet differ in their priorities and methods.  And each base their solutions upon experience and perception, on their faith in what they believe to be true:

Then everyone took to shouting at the Communists: You’re the ones responsible for our country’s misfortunes (it had grown poor and desolate), for its loss of independence (it had fallen into the hands of the Russians), for its judicial murders!

Aside from the occasional wacko, i.e., Hitler, Hussein, leaders have extended their efforts not only for personal success but for the general welfare of the people.  Wars are not taken lightly; they are usually entered into aggressively or reluctantly, for gain or for defense, and sacrifice is not always found to have been estimated accurately when the results are in. To continue:

And the accused responded: We didn’t know! We were deceived! We were true believers! Deep in our hearts we are innocent!

In the end, the dispute narrowed down to a single question: Did they really not know or were they merely making believe?

So it comes down to the matter of truth, and whether ignorance is an excuse. Tomas, in contemplating this takes into consideration the matter of Oedipus (which he is reading) and even in looking back into time he is asking the unanswered question of ethics and morals that beset behavior today.

This helps me to understand the values of tolerance; that forgiveness is not necessarily a sign of being naive.

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NEW MEDIA: Twitter and Blog-Clog

It’s been one of them days where I can do no wrong: customers coming in to pick up and PAY; an unexpected cash windfall; a submission reaching the final level; a new job site found that listed a job I’d be perfect at; the replacement pc shipped yesterday 2nd day air; the sun’s shining.

So what am I whining about now?

Well, I’ve been deliberately avoiding restoring my Twitter account but it seems that for the last several days–and this post is a prime example–I’ve been posting my little snits and snatches of sharing here instead and that’s been clogging up Spinning which is supposed to be a weblog dedicated to literature and the reading and writing thereof. 

The problem?  Twitter’s "Restore Account" feature is on the fritz today.

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WRITING: Unstumping

Ooo-ooo-ooo!  Just found a very minor help but one nonetheless on the piece referenced in the prior post: take the "sand" out of "sandcastle" and it still has obvious meaning yet frees the phrase up a bit. Sometimes editing gets down to the real nitty-gritty of syllables.

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WRITING: Stumped

With submissions opening up at several of my favorite literary journals, I’ve been working, working, working (translation: editing and revising and stabbing a brutally sharp knife into its bowels) on a story that’s close to being done. Close, but there’s that bitty itch or itchy bit that holds me back: the awkward phrase.

Who would wear his golden band and who would wield his hammer with its heft of smooth rubbed oak so fitting to his hand?  Curling photographs, a smiling group around a sandcastle on a beach where footprints long ago had washed away, would wash away themselves into a careless sea of random waves of light.  What would matter when his name had bleached whiter than his bones from lists of names he knew by heart, and he the only one still living.  And so he wrote in desperate scribbles on the barks of trees and in the air to drift across the continents where no one knew him longer than a moment’s pause, forgot him in a beat of time.

It’s the second sentence in particular that is giving me trouble. The entire story is written in this lyrical prose form–in fact, this is the story I’ve been complaining so loudly about and the one that I’ve switched to a poem-form though it doesn’t fit a sonnet, ode, or much else.  I’ve used the poetry form of it and woke up "Alex" (my Text to Speech Mac man) and he’s helped me a lot.  In hearing the meter and rhythm aloud–by someone other than myself reading it–I’ve stuck in some commas that help the prose form of the piece. Very likely using improper punctuation such as employing comma splicing but that’s not something I’m real concerned about.  What I don’t like in the above is the word choice and resulting halt of flow by "curling photographs, a smiling group around a sandcastle on a beach…"

The problem for me is that I see the image clearly and as its painter, am stuck in using blue when I should try adding some yellow in there; something that may change the whole nature of the meaning, and that’s what’s likely keeping me blind to the solution.

I refuse to allow myself to move on to another tale until this one’s told so back to the beginning once again, to see where I’ve gone wrong.

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NEW MEDIA: New Stuff

Some neat new pieces over at Alan Bigelow’s Webyarns, including an interactive cartoon that brings in a bit of animation.

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POETRY: After The Rain

The stars, with broken egos, conspired
to plead their need to shine,
and so relenting, the woman swept
the clouds away and woke the sun.

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CURRENT AFFAIRS: Pork and I

See, I just knew the day would improve: Wooden Arrows of Fortune to Save The US Bailout Plan.

"We" get $2 million of that tacked-on $110 billion.  Yes, I made arrows (as well as quivers and bowcases) for kids and while I haven’t made them except for myself and friends for years now, it might be the time to get back into it so I can claim some of these bailout funds.

In truth, I do understand how Rose City can be hurting by the excise tax. The price of wooden shafts which I used to buy (often from Rose City) by the thousands has gone up fourfold in the past few years, basically because cedar became scarce once they wanted to use it for medical purposes and arrows need certain elements of wood densities, etc. so that limits the field. I’ve used other woods and found some even dangerous because they split up the grain under the pressure of a 65-lb. pull.  Making arrows is no easy deal: each single shaft needs to be weighed, spine-tested, and sorted into dozens by those characteristics. Then they’re cut, dipped, crested, fletched, and a point and nock glued on.  I used to sell a dozen for $30; now they sell for $70 or more.  And, wooden arrows break.

But I’m in the framing business now, and costs are prohibitive with almost all of the moulding coming from overseas–so I’m paying all the taxes, fees, and now fuel costs to get it over here.  Since I just missed out on the arrow "bailout", I guess I’m also too late to salvage my hurting business to get my piece of the pie.

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REALITY?: It’s setting up to be Black Friday

Between waiting to see if and what the House does and how it will affect the market, being completely unable to fire up the new pc, and listening to corks pop on last year’s crabapple wine thus ruining the few bottles left, I’m not flying high today.

It’d take very little to make me happy right now.

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CURRENT AFFAIRS: It’s all a matter of perspective

People hear what they want to hear and so the campaigns really do little but reinforce what we want to believe about a candidate.  I’ve tried to keep an open mind and truly listen to what these politicians are saying–knowing that much of it is just campaign finger-pointing, misstated information, and empty promises.

I do get something out of the face-offs, however, and that’s simply a better (slightly-better, since they’re still coached and prompted and groomed more than a defendant before a trial) feel for the people behind the speeches. In the vice-presidential debate, I felt that despite what I disagree with in Senator Biden’s historical stance and performance, he was a likely choice for the Democratic hopeful as he appears to me to have a reality and depth to him that overcomes what I see as Senator Obama’s often meaningless rhetoric.  Governor Palin’s quick cramming of knowledge on policies may have been helpful to keep her from danger, but I do see a sense of commitment to her own values and beliefs that may shape her into a fine running mate for Senator McCain by offsetting his own often typical politician side.

When you’re out to win votes, you’re not going to be completely true to your heart and risk losing supporters. You’re going to give the people what they want to hear, and that’s what politics is all about. Despite that, I personally came away with a higher opinion of both Biden and Palin.

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CURRENT AFFAIRS: Bailout Free-for-all

How freaking stupid; they’ve tacked on aid to just about everyone but the picture framers in this new bill just to ease everybody’s resentment. We didn’t do that to the farmer’s aid legislation and we’re still paying for that but at least it goes directly to them. Sometimes even double. Even when they’re blessed with good weather and raise the prices anyway.

How the hell are we supposed to do what was originally planned if everybody else wants a piece of the pie? I say, don’t pass it at all now.

A lot of folks don’t seem to understand that the plan is not to bail out rich folk by taxing the poor; but everybody who’s got some stake in property or a savings plan or a 401k or IRA and more; anyone who’s got a loan out or would like to buy a car or house or borrow for an education. Whose money were the bankers mishandling? Not their own–ours! Whose money are they in danger of losing, then, huh?

Remember the old saying "if mama ain’t happy, ain’t nobody happy." Replace mama with banks and you’ll get the idea. You can’t claim that the rich have all the power and then say let them fail. What if the electric companies were in danger–would you be willing to do without?

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TECHNOLOGY: Not A Happy Camper

The new pc with a new monitor does absolutely nothing. I’ve built from scratch and gotten a beep at least. Just hoping it’s something I’ve done wrong–which means plugging in a cord incorrectly at best.

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STORIES: Imagery

A hawk, colored pink by a rising sun, circles a still-grumpy sky that reluctantly gives up its clouds to southern winds.

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