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Powerful Symbols
Moby Dick was very poorly written and John Steinbeck was a fraud. That these opinions of mine did not set well with some of my instructors as a literature major you may be able to imagine and caused me no little grief. But as to Steinbeck, my contributions to the Weedpatch Memorial Library pretty well covers my disaffection with his view of the Dust Bowl migration and the way his socialist views obscured what was really happening. For people who know nothing about life in the camps of that era and among people like the Joads but want to pontificate on the subject much in the way of the myth of the noble savage, I can only say you must know that kind of poverty without the benefit of Steinbeck’s silver spoon pedigree to understand. Socialism has often proven to be the siren call to those who find it so easy to be on the side of the angels, as they construe such beings, while ignoring the grim realities of life. It is for this reason the universities are filled with those out of touch with reality even from the time of Emerson that know very little about such grim realities but taut socialism and have earned the pejorative appellation Ivory Tower. These days what with socialism so well entrenched in the universities, their product schools, and throughout America and virtually half of Americans feeding at Caesar’s table drawing a government check in some fashion it has become downright heretical to speak against the early socialists like Steinbeck that promoted the idea everyone was owed a living rather than earning a paycheck. Utopian ideals were placed in the hands of politicians who promised everyone a chicken in every pot and a living without having to earn their own way, and those that took advantage of the ignorance and desperation of the Dust Bowl migrants were easy targets of socialists like Steinbeck. It’s easy to hate those that take advantage of others, but not so easy to place blame on those who look to politicians to take from the productive to feed the unproductive. My having been born in Weedpatch some of my earliest memories include bigotry, prejudice, and what the insults Okie and white trash meant. In too many instances of my own personal experience such insults were all too well earned, and the myth of the noble savage as abused by Steinbeck had no place among those who had to root hog or die, though the best of southern civilized good manners were still to be found. But the false idealism advanced by socialists and the universities through pandering politicians has brought us to the place we are today, a place where slave labor from Mexico is used for “Work Americans won’t do!” It was easy for Henry Thoreau to fault those that built pyramids for “some ambitious booby” calling such workers “degraded,” and to compare such an Egyptian temple to the United States Bank. “It costs more than it comes to. The mainspring is vanity, assisted by the love of garlic and bread and butter.” To bring Henry’s estimate up to date, we must include beer as well. Henry went on to say, “For my part, I should like to know who in those days did not build them,—who were above such trifling.” But trade cursing everything it touches, as Henry pointed out, and when there is a living to be made people adjust to whatever is required of them. Henry’s fault was in failing to acknowledge the fact that people “degrade” themselves to menial tasks when there is no other way of putting food on their tables. He was astute enough to plant beans, to learn what beans could teach him when it came to providing the necessities of life but was not himself in danger of starving whether he planted beans or not. And that is a very significant difference, the kind of difference that made Steinbeck a fraud. If our measure of success as a nation is that Steinbeck’s success has been the supplanting of Okies with Mexican slave labor from which he and his family profited then where is the advantage to America? As a symbol, The Grapes of Wrath aided in large part by the film was spectacularly successful. That these are socialist propaganda conveniently sidesteps the larger issues of what has taken the place of honest labor Americans not only used to do, but is now denied them by welfare or the inability to speak Spanish. Nothing can take away from Steinbeck’s honor due his artistic ability as evidenced by both his Pulitzer and Nobel. As a lover of great literature, as a writer and author I fully appreciate his artistry and find no fault in that. But I’m acutely aware of the prevailing attitude of the better classes of Steinbeck’s era, one in which socialism was gaining in strength advanced by the universities of America. But today, I think of Al Gore’s praise by the very same kind of people who were heaping praise on Steinbeck. Al has both an Oscar and a Nobel, but these do not make him an honorable or truthful man cleaving steadfastly to the truth. As those on the side of the angels sing the praises of the dignity of labor while damning the exploiters of the common man, I’m reminded of the German fellow I knew while working as a machinist that told me, “We were starving until Hitler came to power; and when he took over we had meat and potatoes.” There has never been a more successful symbol of power than that of Hitler’s design of the black, white, and red Swastika flag that even today evokes a visceral response in anyone seeing it. No one of any sensibility would compare such a symbol equated with the ruthless power of evil to The Grapes of Wrath or An Inconvenient Truth. But when any symbol comes to represent “vanity, assisted by the love of garlic and bread and butter” it serves us well to question the value and aim of such a symbol and question the real motives of those bestowing the honors on the creators of such symbols.
36 comments from 7 users
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posted by
samheath
on Jun 24, 2008 at 06:17 PM
Thanks pup, it was a nice touch by Melville saying "The truth, it don't pay." He knew the wolf was always at the door. posted by
samheath
on Jun 24, 2008 at 06:43 PM
Bless your heart pup, it would be difficult to fault Franklin whose writings should be devoured. As to recommendations, give me another month or so please. This old fellow goes to bed with the chickens but his thoughts go with him and if all goes well I'll be here tomorrow. posted by
catpaw
on Jun 25, 2008 at 06:46 AM
Some lit instructors believe Hemingway and Steinbeck is all there is to know about American literature. I can see where you would be regarded as a heretic, Sam. But on the up-side, you are still here; obviously, you were not burned at the stake in a college quad. When my kid was assigned Grapes, she had the audacity to ask at what point does one simply read what the author has to say rather than dissect it to figure out what he is "really saying?" I admit some of her essay questions seemed pointless and well--in her words, stupid. Did the Joads (12 in all) represent Christ's apostles and Casey the preacher represent Jesus? She said maybe the party of 13 represented the original colonies and an American revolution. Intepreting literature is in no small measure applying one's own values. It can be a tricky business. I personally have burned out on "the human condition." The last books I read were Stephen King and Dean Koontz. Right now, I'm reading a book that explains Beowulf. I'd say if one wants to know the story, just rent the movie. posted by
NancyII
on Jun 25, 2008 at 06:53 AM
I have a family member who always talks about the social meaning of a movie. What the writer is really saying. For me, books and movies are entertainment. To spend time dissecting them and analyzing them is a waste of a good story. Sometimes a cigar really is....just a cigar. posted by
samheath
on Jun 25, 2008 at 07:00 AM
What to say? When it comes to literature we all have our favorites and some books are just to wade through in classes or for coffee tables. I was delighted to come through university alive and went on to read what I wanted rather than being told what to read. posted by
NancyII
on Jun 25, 2008 at 07:20 AM
posted by
ApolloDawn
on Jun 25, 2008 at 07:41 AM
I know the feeling too, since Hemingway and Steinbeck are the authors that I was told to read. Had I been assigned Loren Eiseley instead, I might have come to appreciate literature at a much younger age. posted by
CatherineBaker
on Jun 25, 2008 at 08:02 AM
Wow. You guys are singing my song. I have no beef with Steinbeck's politics per se. I just think there's enough politics in this world without finding it in my fiction, too. I also think there should be more balance in english classes in high school. I realize it's important to teach our kids some of the famous literature of history, but at the same time, they should throw in a really good book now and then to keep the kids awake--maybe something kid-oriented like The Outsiders. It would be a refreshing change after The Scarlet Letter. God, I hated that book! posted by
catpaw
on Jun 25, 2008 at 08:25 AM
LOL. For all its literary value, I still think Scarlet Letter should be registered as a sleep aid. posted by
samheath
on Jun 25, 2008 at 08:42 AM
I know literature has fallen on hard times in America, and some writers are boring despite great reputations. I'll take a good book, but I also appreciate a fine film based on a good book. posted by
NancyII
on Jun 25, 2008 at 08:54 AM
Sam, I deleted it. Did you delete my other comment about maggies childish mocking game? If not, then I take it harrassment is ok on this blog? posted by
CatherineBaker
on Jun 25, 2008 at 08:56 AM
Sam, friendly advice here-- it's gauche to delete comments unless they are really, really obscene. We're just having a dialogue, right? posted by
Maggiepoo
on Jun 25, 2008 at 08:57 AM
posted by
samheath
on Jun 25, 2008 at 09:02 AM
If we just follow the rules as given there can be discussion. No personal insults: Period! I will delete all such. No Nancy, I did not delete your remarks so I don't know what happened. But I run my posts as I see fit. No one has to comment. posted by
NancyII
on Jun 25, 2008 at 09:09 AM
posted by
Maggiepoo
on Jun 25, 2008 at 09:10 AM
posted by
Maggiepoo
on Jun 25, 2008 at 09:11 AM
posted by
samheath
on Jun 25, 2008 at 09:14 AM
It is very difficult to maintain a civil discussion on matters people feel strongly about; but I continue to require people to be polite on my posts. posted by
CatherineBaker
on Jun 25, 2008 at 09:25 AM
Okey-doke, Sam. It's your blog topic=your call. I've been deleted from blog topics for no other reason than the person just didn't agree with what I had to say. Pretty cheesy, but then I took it as a compliment. After all, I was RIGHT, and they knew it. ; ) posted by
samheath
on Jun 25, 2008 at 03:19 PM
Thanks pup, it does take a lot of effort to keep a polite post but most of us are capable of doing so if we put our minds to it. posted by
ALICEN
on Jun 25, 2008 at 05:03 PM
Sam - nobody mentioned one of my favories: Edgar Allan Poe. It's difficult for me to believe the fellow had much truck with politics or the very idea of politics. But then I don't know. I believe he wrote simply because it was what he did and what he had to do. It was what he was. A lot of the madness emerged in his writing, but perhaps drugs and/or alcohol had a little something to do with that. I'm happy he wrote. I still remember my introduction to Poe: my older sister read many of his works to me when I was probably 8 or 9 years old. Pure heaven. posted by
CatherineBaker
on Jun 25, 2008 at 05:13 PM
posted by
CatherineBaker
on Jun 25, 2008 at 05:32 PM
I would read Poe in the high school library during lunch break sometimes. When things got too "Beverly Hills 90210" soap-operaey at school I would just escape into the library. That's where I found Hemingway, Poe, Fitzgerald and many others. posted by
samheath
on Jun 25, 2008 at 05:38 PM
Along with Bible verses I was memorizing The Raven. Probably says something about me I'd maybe not want to know. posted by
ALICEN
on Jun 25, 2008 at 07:03 PM
posted by
catpaw
on Jun 25, 2008 at 10:14 PM
Poe had an appeal to me before high school. I was motivated to read a biographical sketch that mentioned his alcoholsim. Even now, when someone says "Poe" I think "tormented mind." I still enjoy the old Vincent Price portrayals in movie adaptions of Poe stories. (When I run across them.) posted by
samheath
on Jun 26, 2008 at 04:52 AM
Ah, those Gothic Vincent Price portrayals of Poe's stories. His own admiration of Poe really came through in those films. posted by
CatherineBaker
on Jun 26, 2008 at 06:07 AM
Sometimes the best results come despite (or because of?) the worst hardships. Beethoven writing symphonies even after he became deaf falls under that category, I think. posted by
samheath
on Jun 26, 2008 at 06:49 AM
Stories of the tormented artist and suffering for their art, compelled by some force beyond them and sometimes mad. But we know adversity often brings out the real character of the individual whether for good or ill. posted by
CatherineBaker
on Jun 26, 2008 at 06:53 AM
posted by
samheath
on Jun 26, 2008 at 07:13 AM
I think most commenting here share that sentiment Catherine. Wouldn't it be marvelous if people could discuss the great ideas of literature and the great writers and pass our time here so pleasantly. posted by
CatherineBaker
on Jun 26, 2008 at 07:28 AM
I agree, Sam. This is MY kind of blog. Occasionally I will find a political topic that I find interesting, but there really seems to be a dearth of this kind of blog. Keep it up! posted by
ApolloDawn
on Jun 26, 2008 at 07:33 AM
posted by
samheath
on Jun 26, 2008 at 07:34 AM
Thanks Catherine; my muse at times takes some uncertain even distasteful turns in confronting some issues but great literature, that is the pile Thoreau hoped we might scale heaven at last. posted by
samheath
on Jun 26, 2008 at 08:07 AM
For anyone interested in the topic of the Dust Bowl era I just received the following. Please feel free to send a note asking for the brochure: Hello Sam, I hope you are doing well. I have spent the last six years writing, "From the Arvin Migrant Camp to the American Dream." I would like to send you a brochure. Please send me your address and the address of anyone else that would like to receive a brochure. Thank you, Elizabeth Strickland. rt66californiafields@yahoo.com posted by
ALICEN
on Jun 26, 2008 at 12:37 PM
It was Poe's madness that made itself known in his writings. If he had not been Edgar Allan Poe, he simply could not have created those, well, what I call masterpieces. I believe it was Poe's "The Pit and the Pendulum" that my sister first read to me. She could have read it over and over and I would never have tired of it. There are writers today who write of horror and fear, but I'm sorry, there's nothing to compare with the agonizing torment of anticipation of what was going to happen in a Poe story -- or even poem. I still feel ripples of fearful anticipation simply thinking about "The Raven." And, yes, Vincent Price was perfect for any Poe story ever portrayed on the silver screen.
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