Tuesday, December 1, 2020

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 "Oh, boy!" cried Darby Suckling, as he leaned over the lifelines to watch the national heartland deeply swung in a whirling blur of green far below, his tow-colored locks streaming in the wind past the gondola like a banner to leeward.

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Darby is only the second character introduced so it might not be that revealing when I say that he's my favorite character so far! The name "Randolph St. Cosmo" makes me think of tucking in my shirt and getting my knuckles rapped by a ruler for not tucking in my shirt like I was supposed to. But the name "Darby Suckling" makes me think of shoe polish and baby pigs! And those things remind me of totally untucked shirts which is a huge part of my life's philosophy.

The term "national heartland" seems like one of those terms that people never really thought much about and used it in such a cavalier way that it grew into a monstrous mutant that now threatens all of our political discussions. The problem is that the definition of heartland is both "the central part of the US" and "the central or most important part of a country." That seems like a mistake, right? It's like if the definition of "genius" was "a super smart person with tons of smarts" and another definition of "genius" was "Grunion Guy." It wouldn't mean I, Grunion Guy, were automatically both definitions just because the second definition defined me. But over time, how could you not simply equate Grunion Guy with a super smart person with tons of smarts? It couldn't be helped! Well, that's what's happened here! A bunch of media jerkos think "the central part of the US" is equivalent to "the most important part of a country" and now we get a never-ending cycle of articles about how important they are to the United States! No wonder some smart mouth came up with the term "flyover states" to replace "the heartland." That guy was a genius! No, it wasn't me! I meant the first definition of genius!

Darby is blond. That might become important later. Or it was just to help flesh out the colorful description of this boy about to fall to his death because he's so excited about visiting the Columbian Exposition. He also might have long hair since it's streaming past the gondola and as long as a banner. But were young boys allowed to have long hair in 1893? I bet it was almost a demand of the Victorian Era to not cut young boys hair until they reached a certain age. That seems like the kind of thing I imagine about the Victorian Era that nobody ever corrects me on because I never discuss my non-researched and totally ignorant vision of that time. Most of what I know about the Victorian Era I learned from The Age of Innocence, Oscar Wilde, and The League of Extraordinary Gentlemen.



Never let it be said that I never ever do any research (even if it's me who is always saying that)! Here is a picture I found on a Tripod website which describes the picture as having been taken at exactly the time Darby is hanging halfway over the side of the Inconvenience. The site (which I'm sure has been rigorously researched by top academicians) also states of Victorian and Edwardian times, "Some mothers might wait until a boy was 10 or even 11 before allowing him to have his long curls cutting." So I'm convinced! Darby has super cute long blond hair and his character has advanced even further in my estimation!

Bonus: if you visit that Tripod site, there is a picture of a young Thomas Wolfe with beautiful sausage curls. The caption doesn't expressly state that it's Thomas Wolfe but it looks just like him so I think the implication that it is him must stand.

Chapter 1: Section 1: Page 3: Line 10

 Since their orders had come through, the "scuttlebutt" among the excited and curious crew had been of little besides the fabled "White City," its great Ferris wheel, alabaster temples of commerce and industry, sparkling lagoons, and the thousand more such wonders, of both a scientific and an artistic nature, which awaited them there.

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Just before beginning Against the Day, my best friend (I know he's my best friend because he once called me his best friend while on the phone with some other guy who thought he was his best friend and that guy was immediately saddened by the entire interaction. Aside from all that proof, all of my friends are my best friends so I just say "best friend" when I could easily just say "person whose balls I bust but they keep talking to me for some reason anyway") said, "You should re-read Jimmy Corrigan first!" And while I took that into consideration, I also didn't want to spend the next few days sobbing uncontrollably. But the suggestion was enough to get the point across: Against the Day was going to have something to do with the 1893 Columbian Exposition in Chicago! Or it was going to have a three legged horse in it.

The event was such a tremendous success, such a humongous feather in the city's cap, that it was represented on the flag of Chicago as a gigantic asterisk.



The asterisks represent great moments in Chicago's history. In 1893 (when the flag was introduced for the Fair, I believe (I add "I believe" every time I comment on history because the only knowledge I'm sure of is my knowledge of Mirkwood)), Chicago only had two great moments: the Columbian Exhibition and a fire that destroyed most of the city. By 2020, the amount of things Chicago would be celebrated for (and thus represented by more asterisks) will have grown to four! Congratulations on being so historic, Chicago!

While researching this flag that most people would look at and forget about instantly, I discovered that people think it's iconic and often get it as a tattoo. I wonder what my tattoo would look like if I were proud of the city where I grew up?


Yeesh. This feels like something a bunch of junior high class officers would have come up with for their school flag. Why hasn't it been redesigned for the modern era? Maybe stick an Atari 2600 on it, for God's sake.

I apologize to Chicago for dumping on their flag. I appreciate the subtlety and the symbolism now that I've seen my city's flag and it's "Here's the name of our city! And the seal that again establishes the name of the city! And also that it's a city! And what state it's in!" At least it's got a picture of one of the buildings I used to grind my skateboard across as a kid.

This entry is really getting away from me! I'm sorry!

One of the important things we learn from this sentence is that the Chums of Chance receive orders from some organization or government or secret society. My guess is they work for the United States Government because they're all so patriotic.

"Scuttlebutt" is in quotes because Pynchon is using its slang meaning here which is "gossip" as opposed to the original meaning which is "office water cooler on a ship." It's also a funny word to say and would have been the name of my child if I'd ever had one. If I were willing to reveal my last name, I'd bet you'd really get a kick out of it! I bet my best friends are giggling a lot right now!

The rest of the sentence just tells the dimwitted readers of this Pynchon novel (who are dimwitted compared to Pynchon but probably brightwitted compared to people who don't read Pynchon, the dullards!) what to expect at the Chicago World's Fair of 1893. So many wonders! I hope they miss out on the greatest wonder of them all: H. H. Holmes!

Get used to it. I'm going to keep bringing up that monster! He's got to make an appearance in this thing, right?! Or is that too easy a reference for Pynchon?!