O’CONNOR: Everything That Rises Must Converge (How to Evaluate Literature)
Last
week Claude Bernard explained how we use the tools of observation and
experiment to evaluate physical phenomena. What tools can we use to evaluate
literature? Flannery O’Connor probably
put it best. “When anybody asks what a
story is about, the only proper thing is to tell them to read the story. The meaning of fiction is not abstract
meaning but experienced meaning, and the purpose of making statements about the
meaning of a story is only to help you to experience that meaning more
fully.” If we want to know what a story
is “about” we have to read the story and experience it ourselves. Bernard said in order to be scientific “the observer’s
mind must be passive.” It’s impossible
to read Flannery O’Connor’s short story with a passive mind. What is this story about? An ungrateful son? Racism?
Many different interpretations are possible because Flannery O’Connor is
a very good writer. Here are a couple of
examples how she uses literature to flesh out her themes and makes them come
alive for our reading experience.
The
theme of the ungrateful son. Consider
this sentence. “Julian did not like to
consider all she did for him…” Why not? Isn’t he grateful for his mother’s
sacrifices? “Everything that gave her
pleasure was small and depressed him.”
Why does Julian get depressed when his mother finds contentment in the
simple joys of life? “It occurred to him
that it was he, not she, who could have appreciated (the old mansion she grew
up in)…all the neighborhoods they had lived in had been a torment to him;
whereas she had hardly known the difference.”
Whether she lived in a mansion or in a run-down neighborhood it was all
the same to her. Why did this irritate
Julian? According to him “she lived
according to the laws of her own fantasy world, outside of which he had never
seen her set foot.” He believed she
lived contentedly in her own “fantasy world” while his own world of reality was
bleak and lonely. But what really irked
him about his mom was “the dwarf-like proportions of her moral nature.” In Julian’s eyes she was an outright
racist. She was just too dumb to realize
it. He, on the other hand, had been to
college and was enlightened about the new racial landscape. This is a pretty good picture of an ungrateful
son.
The
theme of racism. Julian’s mom viewed the
world through her own prism. Instead of
breaking light down into a few colors her own personal prism broke life down into
a few classes of people. Here’s how her
prism worked: “…if you know who you are, you can go anywhere.” (She said this every time he took her to the
YMCA reducing class.) “Most of them in
it are not our kind of people,” she said, “but I can be gracious to
anybody. I know who I am.” When she uses the phrase “not our kind of
people” she’s not talking about black people. She’s talking about other white folks in her
YMCA class. She can be gracious to them
because that’s what people from her background do. They act graciously toward their inferiors. When she says “I know who I am” she’s really
saying I know my place in society; I know how I should live. And Julian’s mom applies this same equal
opportunity cultural prism to everyone, regardless of race. She says “I remember the old darky who was my
nurse, Caroline. There was no better
person in the world. I’ve always had a
great respect for my colored friends.”
This is the kind of talk that makes Julian cringe. But what about his own enlightened attitude? The story tells us “he had never been
successful at making any Negro friends.”
Why not? Julian wants to make
friends with black people because they’re black; and to get back at his
mother. Julian’s mother wants to make
friends with black people because they’re people; and because she likes
them. Her racism is a mile wide but it’s
only an inch deep. Of course that’s just
one personal observation. Other readers
may make different observations. Claude
Bernard’s method is scientific: observation and experiment. Flannery O’Connor’s method is literary: observation
and experience.
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