Tuesday, July 13, 2004

Yes

so Ive slogged my way through to the end of James Joyces great thick book hes written Ulysses he calls it though theres noone of that name in it not even any sailing on the winedark sea men thats just the kind of thing they think is so clever to show off all their knowledge they only want us to ask them what it means or have other men writing books about it but if it was all that clever why didnt his wife ever read it thats what Id like to know it begins in a martello tower and ends with affirmations Oscar Wilde might have said if hed read it but of course by the time it was published hed been dead 22 years what can you say about it It is the book to which we are all indebted and from which none of us can escape T.S.Eliot said which is about right you really do feel that the whole of human life is here and we have all learned that this really is the way we talk to ourselves in our heads the whole time its supposed to be the first classic of modernism but it also contains within itself the promise of postmodernism its a very funny book too though not as many laughoutloud moments as Jane Austen or for that matter Mr Terry Pratchett if you like that sort of thing I actually started at chapter 3 this time because the last few times Ive tried to read it I didnt get past the first couple of chapters and thats quite enough of that I said Yes.

posted by Tony at 7/13/2004 11:09:00 am

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