Saturday, November 15, 2025

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 "And they've both of 'em got long shaggy hair and big red mustaches—"

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Look, I saw pictures of these guys and even their hair and mustaches weren't really similar. If the only things you need for two people to practically be twins is the length of hair and the color of their mustaches, you've got a minor cognitive disorder. Face-blind Merle confirmed.

But since Pynchon is spending so much time on this theory, I suppose I'm convinced. I don't need any more proof than that Pynchon has turned it into a little dramatic scene between Merle and Ed.

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 Separated by a couple-three letters in name as if alphabetically double-refracted, you could say. . . .

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Let's not forget Merle's drunk while coming up with this theory lest we eviscerate him too harshly. But then I also shouldn't forget that Thomas Pynchon's books are historical fantasies where pretty much anything can be true. I already have no trouble believing that Lew Basnight can hop dimensions, traveling from one timeline to another, possibly even going from the real world to a work of fiction (as opposed to hopping from one fictional Chicago to another). I believe that Randolph St. Cosmo is an angel based on the character Orc from William Blake's America A Prophecy. I believe Pugnax, based on a cartoon character that doesn't yet exist in the novel's timeline, can read. Why shouldn't I also believe that Blinky Morgan and Edward Morley are the same person split in two by some kind of flesh double-refraction invention. Maybe Edward, as a small child, walked into a brick wall one day, diverting himself in one direction while Blinky bounced off at a perpendicular direction (or just came out through the other side?). This could explain why Blinky became a scofflaw and a thief because he found himself all alone and having to fend for himself at a young age. It's like that episode of Star Trek: The Next Generation where they find a clone of Riker stranded on a planet for years. A clone that, may I say, proves Barkley's theory correct that the Federation's teleportation system doesn't work as suspected; it's actually a suicide/cloning machine. It kills the real person and just creates a clone at the destination. How else can you explain a double-refracted William Riker creating Thomas Riker?

I will say the similar name minus the couple-three letters convinced me more than their pictures. That doesn't mean I'm gullible and easily convinced of bullshit; it just means the pictures look so dissimilar one to the other that the spelling of the names was a greater argument for the double-refraction. 

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 Professor Edward Morley and Charles "Blinky" Morgan were one and the same person!

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The important thing to remember here is that Merle Rideout is drunk.


Charles "Blinky" Morgan


Professor Edward Morley

I'm as sober as I usually am on a Saturday afternoon and I can almost see what Merle's talking about just via looks (Merle will have more reasons for his conclusion). If I were drunk (or quickly heading toward that state), I think I could also dismiss all the obvious differences in the look of these two, like length of hair, head shape, super different noses, mustache bushiness, chin and subsequent dimples, and eye size (just to mention a few. If I keep going, I might have to recant on my claim that I might think they look alike if I were drunk). If I were a modern face-blind person, I might even think these two pictures were practically the same person! But even Merle must have better reasons for deciding these two old timey guys were the same person.
    Oh! Is Pynchon telling us Merle is face-blind?!


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 It was so obvious!

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You're killing me here, Pynchon! Where are your meaty sentences that go on for multiple paragraphs or pages? Stop exposing the weakness of this entire project with lines that can't really be explicated outside of the context of the rest of the work!
    *sigh* Fine. Let's talk about the single word in this sentence that matters.

"It"
Ha ha! Just kidding! Although let's clarify "it", at least. "It" here is a pronoun representing the noun "the thing that connects Blinky Morgan to the Michelson-Morley experiment".

"obvious"
The Merriam-Webster definition of obvious is "easily discovered, seen, or understood". I suppose the obviousness of a thought that takes some time (and loads of alcohol) to reveal itself might seem like a paradox because how is it obvious if it wasn't seen from the first? But the concept of something being "obvious" yet unseen until later stems from the archaic definition of it: "being in the way or in front". "How did you not notice that thing that was right in front of your eyes the entire time? The thing was archaically obvious but you didn't notice it." The word is less about something that is easily recognized from the start and more about where the thing lies (in your way; directly ahead) and yet the person still missed it. The word thusly indicates a lack of perception in the person not noticing the thing in front of them. Merle missed the connection not because it was subtle and hard to see but because his perception was off. He was a poor observer. He lacked the light needed to illuminate the night and thus the thing staring him in the face.

Don't worry! I think Merle's revelation is about to be explained in the next sentence! Hold on to your guppies!

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 Why hadn't he seen it before?

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Because he was sober. We're often warned against driving or operating heavy machinery or engaging in sexual activity while drunk because it limits the scope of our abilities to see things as they are. We're not often warned against the danger of merely thinking about stuff while drunk. But it's the same concept. It's easy to understand that your reaction times are lessened while drunk so you shouldn't drive (also your eyesight becomes fuzzier and your brain dumber). It's also easy to understand that maybe buffing a floor with a high powered buffer could get dicey. It's maybe less understandable for some how engaging in sexual activity should be limited by how drunk you or the other person is because, for loads and loads of them, getting drunk (or getting somebody else drunk) is the only way they can get laid. But if your rationality is hampered, so is your ability to recognize or give consent. But thinking?! Why, that's the easiest thing in the world to do! And it's sometimes more fun when you're drunk! Why would anybody warn against thinking at a time like that?!

I think most people have an unconscious understanding that thinking is bad when you're drunk which is why sports exists. It's a great way to get drunk while not having to think about anything but how stupid the uniforms of the team playing against your favorite team look when that team is beating the fucking pants off of your team and you can't find any other way to feel superior to them or their fans. Concerts are good for getting drunk at as well because you don't need to think while rocking out to your favorite rap or country or boy group.

I think another reason thinking while drinking is dangerous is because alcohol is a depressant and if you think too much while drunk, you're eventually going to probably kill yourself. Please don't think and drink!

"Why hadn't he seen it"
Obviously there isn't much to say about this line on its own. But that's what this blog is about so let me say just this tiny little bit: seeing is revelation. It's incorporating evidence into your understanding of the world via the medium of light. Light as illumination and knowledge and change being the theme of this book, or, at least, this section. Perhaps what Pynchon is stating here and the previous (and probably aft) sentences is that alcohol works much the same way as light. It helps one to see things, if not clearly, at least from a different perspective. Like two observers seeing two different events at differing times based on their distance from the object or their movement away or toward that object. Hint, hint!

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 One day Merle had seen the astonishing truth of the case, though admittedly he had been most of the night working his way from one Whiskey Hill saloon to the next, drinking.

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"Merle had seen the astonishing truth of the case"
This makes it sound like Pynchon's going to explain exactly the connection Merle saw between Blinky Morgan and the Michelson-Morley experiment. Nobody would blame you for rubbing your hands together, pulling your pants down to your upper thighs, pumping the lotion bottle three or four times, and getting ready for the money shot reveal. And while I, sitting here with my pants half off, don't know for sure if there's going to be a reveal because I'm reading this long ass book one sentence at a time (probably due to some early childhood brain injury), I'm hesitant to start pumping lotion into my hand because I quickly noticed the conjunction "though" which is how a grammarian shouts, "Before you begin fondling your nether regions in anticipation of universal truth revealed and/or boobies, take a second to regard the framework of the first clause by studying this second clause!"

"though admittedly he had been most of the night working his way from one Whiskey Hill saloon to the next, drinking"
See? Merle was drunk when he had this revelation so take it with several grains of salt on the rim of your tequila shot. Do teetotalers understand how truly overwhelming revelation can be when one is in an altered state? I feel like the reaction to revelation while you're sober reduces itself to a nod of the head as it's swiftly incorporated into your understanding of life and the universe around you. In an altered state, revelation becomes truly religious. The immenseness of the revelation multiplies by the grandeur of the altered state. A drunk might be, as Merle here, astonished, a pothead flabbergasted, while somebody on mushrooms or LSD might trepan themselves to let out the massive truth flow freely from their blown mind. I may not have trepanned myself but I regularly had mind blowing revelations about severely mundane things while on mushrooms or LSD which thought about later sober just made me shake my head and laugh. I'm glad I never started a cult about how the number three connects everything and triangles are the perfect shape, or how some VCRs' pause button would pause the show but then to unpause the show, you'd have to press it again instead of play. Even though, you know, the button's purpose was to PAUSE, not to UNPAUSE!

"Whiskey Hill"
Whenever I research Cleveland to read about Whiskey Hill, I just get modern mentions of Whiskey Island. I'm assuming this is the same place but things have changed due to climate change!

Thursday, November 13, 2025

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 "There you go. An asymmetry with respect to light anyway."

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"An asymmetry with respect to light anyway"
Ed Addle simply repeats what Merle explained the press reported about Blinky's eyes. Yeah, jerko. He sees two different things with each eye. Asymmetrical, you might say.

I think it's the asymmetry of the two separated beams of light from the same source was what Michelson and Morley were looking for to prove the existence of Æther. The light split in two perpendicular directions but measured across the same distance should result in two asymmetric wavelengths if Æther exists. The double-refraction of the light (but not resulting in parallel beams due to the use of mirrors) coming back together would cause the beam to intensify or dim depending on if the wavelengths "interfered" with each other (hence the name interferometer!).

Ed's "with respect to light" bit might also just be him conceding that, sure, he can imagine Blinky seeing the world this way but it's only in regards to the way Blinky's eyes receive light at different times or wavelengths. In other words, it has nothing to do with Æther. So there you go, Merle. Big deal.

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 "A double-refractor, for that matter."

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An interferometer splits light from a single source and then has them converge on a detector. A double-refractor polarizes the light to create two beams in parallel. So Merle's example is subtly different in that Blinky's seeing the same light but refracted to different wavelengths. I'll admit (again): I don't think I'm smart enough to understand the difference.

But what I am smart enough to understand is that Merle Rideout is getting into photography (or soon will, anyway) so he sees Blinky as a photographic or telescopic lens while Ed Addle sees him as just another tool to discover his beloved Æther.

Are their two viewpoints another example of the Theory of Relativity and how two observers can view the same events in different ways? Man, I'm really simplifying one of the most amazing scientific leaps of logic and experimentation of the 20th Century! I should probably just stick to playing video games.

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 "A walking interferometer, as you'd say," suggested Ed Addle.

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"interferometer"
Merriam-Webster's definition: "an apparatus that utilizes the interference of waves (as of light) for precise determinations (as of distance or wavelength)". The interferometer was the device used in the Michelson-Morley experiment to determine if the movement of the Earth caused a change in the speed of light as it moved through the theoretical Æther. Ed's suggesting that Blinky now has the same sort of ability. He can see distortions in space-time because each eye sees the same light from the same source but from two separate perspectives.


A Michelson interferometer invented by Albert Abraham Michelson in 1887.

Here's a quote from the Michelson interferometer Wikipedia page that sort of sums up why Pynchon's concentrating on this event at the beginning of the book, much like he began with the Columbus Exposition in Chicago because it signaled the end of the Frontier and the advancement of electricity:

"The null result of that experiment essentially disproved the existence of such an Æther, leading eventually to the special theory of relativity and the revolution in physics at the beginning of the twentieth century."

Thomas Pynchon has carefully chosen this time and place as the beginning of not just a new century but an entirely new world brought on by a new understanding and perspective, a changed observation, of that world.


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 Blinky gave out a number of stories.

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We only have two examples of the stories Blinky gave out which Pynchon probably did on purpose. What he's given us is two different examples of the violent trauma that altered Blinky's eye. Two different possibilities. Two different ways of seeing things. Blinky's eyes themselves. If your eyes see the world in two different ways, how can you be sure of the truth of anything you're seeing? Blinky's stories now match his vision. Do you believe the left eye or the right eye? And does it even matter if both are, in their own ways, true?

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 Each of Blinky's eyes, according to press accounts, saw the world differently, the left one having undergone an obscure trauma, either from a premature detonation during a box job or from a naval howitzer while fighting in the Rebellion.

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Not sure how Merle could tell this from Blinky's picture although I'm sure one eye must have been covered in a white film. Maybe the picture Merle is talking about which would be the picture Thomas Pynchon saw was the picture in my last blog post. And if you go by that picture, one eye is in the light and the other is recessed in darkness. Along with the rumors that Blinky's eye sees the world differently, Merle could have then come to the conclusion, skin covered in goose flesh, that Blinky somehow was seeing the world in a way that would prove the Michelson-Morley experiment a complete failure.
    The idea that Blinky's eyes saw the world in different ways finally reveals that my speculation was probably correct in that the "principle" is that of Einstein's Theory of Relativity. Here we get the most compact and literal example of that theory: a man whose two eyes themselves act as separate observers, each seeing the same world but from different positions and perspectives.

"obscure trauma"
The literal reading of this line indicates that the actual story of the eye's trauma is unknown to all but Blinky. But this can also be read as a trauma caused by darkness. Meaning, you know, no light since light's super important to this book. Illumination can be read as knowledge as well. In other words, the trauma has hidden knowledge from the eye, leaving it in darkness, a metaphor for the current times not being able to yet see the reality of the physical universe.

"premature detonation during a box job"
I'm not sure what this means but I assume it means robbing a box car on a train or a bank vault. I suspect Pynchon chose the two examples of how the eye went for specific reasons but, again, I can only speculate. Could Blinky's vision of the unknown principle (seeing prematurely in a way he shouldn't) caused by a premature detonation be a hint at how the atomic bomb was made possible by Einstein's theory? According to how I'm perceiving history in this novel, I mean that literally. The atomic bomb would not exist until a new way of viewing the universe came into view and not Einstein's theory was especially needed for an atomic bomb.

"naval howitzer while fighting in the Rebellion"
We don't get a mention as to what side of the Rebellion Blinky fought on. But that doesn't matter. Pynchon simply takes the opportunity to remind the reader of the historical context of this story: just mere decades ago, a bunch of racists rose up to try to maintain ownership of Black Americans. Sure, some moronic imbeciles who are stupid love to claim the Rebellion was started for States Rights. But you know which right they wanted their own say in, yeah? Slavery, dumb-dumb.
    Anyway, maybe this can be seen as Black versus White or, in other words, Dark versus Light (both in the color of the skin of the people at the center of the dispute and also the "dark" idea of keeping slaves versus the "light" of emancipation).

Double anyway, Blinky loses his eye through some sort of violent means and changes the way he sees the world forever. Rebellion. Detonation. Trauma. Look, Pynchon will get less subtle and metaphorical about these things once Lew gets to Colorado!

Sunday, November 9, 2025

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 "But you've seen his picture in the papers."

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I have not.

No wait! I have! Here he is!

Merle's bringing up his photograph as a defense to how he must be connected to the Michelson-Morley experiment. Maybe I'm daft but I don't understand his argument. Hopefully he'll elaborate!

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 "You might as well head for the deep jungle and talk this over with the trees, for in this town that kind of thinking won't go, nosir not at all."

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Currently everybody in Cleveland is so rational that the cops keeping sweeping up a bunch of them and throwing them in the insane asylum so Roswell Bounce's point might be a bit less strenuously grounded than he believes.

I think I'm, just now, sixty-one pages in, realizing how heavily this book differs so drastically from the first sixty-one pages of Gravity's Rainbow. Against the Day's narrative relies on science and rationality as a background to the characters' lives and motivations. Gravity's Rainbow begins almost exactly the opposite way (which shouldn't be surprising, I suppose, being that it begins with the Wernher von Braun quote, "Nature does not know extinction; all it knows is transformation. Everything science has taught me, and continues to teach me, strengthens my belief in the continuity of our spiritual existence after death."). In Against the Day, technology is moving people forward out of darkness, leaving behind superstition and ill-formed scientific beliefs. In Gravity's Rainbow, technology is moving people toward death and genocide, madness and enslavement which drives them toward the supernatural and a search for something more, something greater, something beyond the zero of this life.

How does Mason & Dixon fit in then? Something about the measuring of the world changing the way people have been driven spiritually for so long? I'm not as familiar with that book having read it only once when it was first published (and the slight amount I've done on my Mason & Dixon One Line at a Time blog).

Wasn't Pynchon supposed to do four great novels? Am I too stupid to realize what his fourth great novel was or has he not done it yet? If not, he'd better get to work already!

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 "This is primitive hoodoo," objected Roswell Bounce.

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Roswell uses the term "hoodoo" to mean nonsense. He doesn't buy into Merle's belief that two spectacularly different experiences are representative of some singular physical law of the universe. But he's also, in his use of the terms 'primitive' and 'hoodoo', evoking, in an imperialist manner, the beliefs of some Black southerners, hoodoo being a sympathetic magic of African-based folk cures. The reduction of another culture's beliefs to a synonym for nonsense expresses the amount of Othering often done to non-white, non-European peoples.

On the other hand, Roswell Bounce, we've learned, is a cynic and a pragmatist. Of course he isn't going to believe in non-Western medicinal beliefs that amount to no more than folklore and superstition! Oh no! Now I'm doing it! Damn my imperialist, cynical nature!

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 Not that one would cause the other, exactly, but that both would be different utterances of the same principle.

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What would that principle be? If the end of Æther can be seen as a shifting paradigm, a death of some traditional belief, a frontier, of sorts, then that means Merle sees the capture of Blinky in a similar manner. Is that it? The death of some kind of innocence? The end of some kind of freedom? The loss of a frontier? A massive times they are a'changin' moment?

I know those speculations aren't actually principles but things that happen when a principle falters or is radically altered. But then what is Merle talking about? Is the failure of the Michelson-Morley experiment an utterance of the new principle that science just hasn't figured out yet? That seems plausible. That the failure of the experiment leading to the death of Æther is an utterance of Einstein's theory of relativity (specifically that the speed of light in a vacuum is the same for all observers regardless of the motion of observers or light source) becoming a major understanding of reality, as this very experiment influenced Einstein's experimentation on the theory.

Let's assume that's the utterance: the failure of the experiment was because the universe was vastly different than the one where Æther was needed for light to travel. That means Blinky being capture also, somehow, expresses a post-Æther reality based on Einstein's future theory. Both events portend the future reality by their outcomes.

But how does the capture of a fur-stealing criminal have anything to do with physics? With the speed or transmission of light? With special or general relativity? I could just wimp out and suggest that the utterance is that truth will eventually come out. Criminals found and captured; Æther discovered as a fraud. But that's way too simple, right? Plus, once again, it's sidestepping the idea that Blinky's capture is an expression of Einstein's Theory of Relativity (special or general? I don't know!).

Perhaps the relativistic aspect of Blinky Morgan's case should be looked at. Does it have something to do with observers and how they see the event? The common man sees Blinky as an anti-hero, perhaps hoping he evades the law even though they accept he and his gang committed the crime while the police see it differently. Blinky's capture is an expression of how different people can see the same event in different ways, depending on their "motion" (motion here simply meaning, I don't know, class? Politics? Economic level?).

Saturday, November 8, 2025

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 That if Blinky were ever caught, there would also turn out to be no Æther.

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Being that I'm writing this in 2025, I can say that Merle was correct. Blinky was caught (and hanged) and there was no Æther. Now, that doesn't mean he was correct that these two events were somehow entangled. But was he?

Within the reality of Pynchon's novel, Æther currently exists. Reality actually changes as scientists discover more and more secrets of the physical universe. There's an almost magical realist air to the book, as in Mason & Dixon. I don't know if this is a general theme in Pynchon's work or not. Gravity's Rainbow feels like it's more grounded and the weird, fantastical bits all make sense in the perception of the characters or simply Pynchon's use of other medium through his text (like scenes devolving into musicals or spinning newspapers to shout headlines or comic books). But Gravity's Rainbow also deals quite a bit with the investigation of the supernatural so maybe? One thing I'm really noticing on my current re-read of Gravity's Rainbow (as well as Mason & Dixon. Don't forget that book!) is how much he alludes to predestination (the Elect vs the Preterite, in particular) versus free will.

But back to this sentence, Merle sees these two events as entangled so perhaps they are? Perhaps Merle's belief actually destroys Æther when Blinky Morgan is captured and hanged. The experiment itself doesn't prove the existence of Ætheric drift which begins the decline in people's belief in it. But what if that wasn't what killed it? What if Merle did?

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 Somehow Merle got the idea in his head that the Michelson-Morley experiment and the Blinky Morgan manhunt were connected.

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Merriam-Webster defines synchronicity is defined as "the coincidental occurrence of events and especially psychic events (such as similar thoughts in widely separated persons or a mental image of an unexpected event before it happens) that seem related but are not explained by conventional mechanisms of causality —used especially in the psychology of Carl Gustav Jung". If I were an editor at Merriam-Webster, I don't think I'd have allowed the "especially psychic events" addition to the definition. It only confuses a thing with the paranormal. It feels like projecting Biblical reasoning into scientific theories. It feels like they're leading their audience to view it in a supernatural way.
    One of my all-time favorite songs is "Synchronicity II" by The Police, a song that really helped me to come to terms with the idea of synchronicity being two events that weren't related. For a long time, I simply felt that the events that cause the synchronicity had to be tied together somehow. But The Police song does it right: two entirely separate but eerily similar events happening at the same time. The song contains two narratives: the main narrative of an angry man waking, heading to work, and coming back home; and the rising of a monster from the bottom of a lake, surfacing, and approaching the door of a cabin on the shore. Each event explains the other. I particularly like the middle verse where the man walks unhindered through the picket line and doesn't stop to wonder why. It's because he's seething and angry and everybody sees he's about to explode. And also how he's become impotent from the anger and frustration and humiliation of his work and home life.
    Anyway, I bring all this up because Merle's having one of those moments between the experiment and Blinky Morgan. The two events are not connected but they're both creating quite the hullabaloo in Cleveland. Merle can't help but feel that they're entangled in some way (quantumly, perhaps?).
    I wonder if I should understand quaternions by now? Is it time to read some massive scientific essays until my brains leak out of my butthole? I hope not!

I'm not going to speculate why Merle thinks this because I couldn't come up with anything and also we'll probably find out in a line or two!

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 By which point uniformed guards were approaching at a clip you could call moderate.

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"uniformed guards were approaching"
The guards of the Newburgh asylum. Ed Addle might know how light travels through the Æther but he apparently has no understanding of how sound travels through the air. Some employees at the asylum might not care about losing a patient or two but I've seen One Flew Over the Cuckoo's Nest so I know the guards would rather have one more patient to beat on than less work.

"at a clip you could call moderate"
This is a pace chosen to indicate that the guards aren't curiously investigating the sounds but excitedly moving toward a victim of their future violence. They're excited for what's about to come! One might argue with my characterization of the "uniformed guards" as overly critical but have you read Pynchon's other novels? Pynchon agrees with me: cops and guards are violent bastards who love violence for the sake of violence.


Proof that Asylum staff love to beat the shit out of inmates courtesy of another fictional source, Batman: Shadow of the Bat #3 (by Alan Grant and Norm Breyfogle).


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 "Shh! Will you just—"

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"Shh!"
Instead of mocking the amount of time this project would take me, why couldn't Redditors have simply said, "What a dumb project. You know one of the lines you'll have to explicate is simply 'Shh!'?" They could have saved me so much time by simply pointing out that Pynchon couldn't have possibly meant for the reader to think critically about each line both in and out of the context of the entire text if some of his lines were just one word responses to other characters. Fucking jerks.
    Although this line could mean something on its own if I stretch the limits of my academic imagination! When somebody shushes you, they want you to listen. They want you to hear what's being said. This is just a reminder to shut out all the noise and really listen deeply to the words Pynchon is saying. Like, say, each word individually, maybe! Is that where I went wrong?! Should this blog be One Word at a Time?!
    Ha ha! I was just kidding! I might be stupid but I'm not "your mom" stupid!

"Will you just—"
Merle's simply trying to get Ed Addle to shut the fuck up for once in his stinking life. Which is maybe a good time to ignore this line and talk about Ed Addle. He's Pynchon's prime example of the Æther fandom. One of the non-academic Everymen who come to their theories through non-scientific means. While speaking, they're the smartest guy in the saloon and they can't stand a guy like Roswell Bounce who pipes up to ask them to show their work. These kinds of losers proliferate in Tech Bro and have turned Twitter into a rancid mess (not that I'm on Twitter anymore but I hear things). They're now the sort of guys who spend hours every day discussing their genius with ChatGPT because ChatGPT's number one line of programming is to fellate the user. They're the kind of person who make society better when they're tossed into an insane asylum because most of their "genius" is delusional thinking. But, when you get right down to it, they shouldn't be locked away. They should be hanged.
    Ha ha! I was just kidding! I might be violent but I'm not "your mom" violent!

Friday, November 7, 2025

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 "Free! Free as a bird!"

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Ed again. Squawking his fool bird head off just outside the asylum gates.

Is it interesting that birds are the animals that we most think of as free yet they're the ones we cage the most? Is that because human beings are envious and bitter jerks? Or is it not interesting and I'm just trying to get to the end of this sub-section as quickly as possible while refusing to figure out why these lines are so important to the overall text and themes? Was I crazy to "single up all lines"?! Or just too free? Maybe I need some discipline and meaning in my life so I stop doing shit like this. I've been doing this kind of thing for so long that I had a Geocities page where I wrote about whatever I was reading. Whew boy! Good thing that's lost now!

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 "Ed, they'll hear you, try not to holler quite so—"

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When I said I'd read ahead after the last sentence, what I meant was I glanced ahead without actually parsing it very well because why would I do extra work by parsing future sentences when I'll just need to parse them again when I'm writing the blog entry? So now that I'm paying more attention, I understand that Merle has just helped Ed Addle to escape and Ed, having just possibly slipped through the gap cut in the wire fence around the asylum, begins to shout in exuberant joy that he's escaped. And Merle, here, is simply pointing out that maybe wait until they're snugly set up in the Oil Well Saloon or lounging on a chaise lounge at Nelly's before wildly celebrating.
    And, once again, this little drama has simply materialized out of thin air after Pynchon mentioned that Merle sometimes helps inmates escape the asylum. Not confusing at all, Pynchon!

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 "Escaped!"

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I believe, cheating and looking ahead at the next few lines, this was said by Ed Addle who Merle just recently helped escape Newburgh. I did not skip any lines, I assure you, no matter how much it seems like I skipped some lines. It's just how Pynchon writes! He'll be writing some bit of linear mundanity that you've convinced yourself you're following like a grade-A Mensa member (although your anxiety keeps piping up insisting that if it seems so easy to understand, you must be missing something) and then BLAMMO! Pynchon switches camera angles while spinning you around five times and kicking you in the nethers. At that point, you stagger forward trying to piece together the narrative to the best of your ability. He does this so well in Gravity's Rainbow that I had to re-read pages and pages of text once I realized the narrative had returned to the present while I thought we were still in a flashback. And being a reasonable person who wants to make sure the time I spent reading something while I could have been having sex wasn't entirely wasted, and even though I understood everything I read, I would have to go back and re-read the entire passage until I understood where I missed the move from flashback back to the present. Or from hallucination to reality. Or from story about a sentient light bulb to the light bulb not being sentient anymore.
    This bit in Against the Day isn't exactly that. It's just Pynchon writing, "Sometimes Merle had to help inmates escape. Now I'll just go into an example of the aftermath of Merle having helped somebody escape. And it would be boring to explain what I'm doing so I'll just do it and the reader can figure it out themselves. Or not. What do I care? They already paid for my fat-ass book!"

Getting ahead of this line a bit, as I noted, Ed Addle says it. But I don't know if it's Ed who has escaped or if Ed is exclaiming, "Escaped!", because Merle just brought an escapee into the Oil Well Saloon, or, even, if it matters at all. Reading a few lines further ahead, I'm sure it's Ed. Besides, Ed's name is "Addle" which means "confused". Seems the type to get thrown into Newburgh!

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  Ætherists possessed to this degree usually ended up for a stay in Newburgh, from which it became necessary to break them out, Merle after a while becoming known as the fellow to see, once he'd developed a relationship with elements of the staff out there who did not mind an escapee now and then, the work-load being what it was.

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"possessed"
As defined by Merriam-Webster: "controlled or overwhelmingly influenced by something (such as an evil spirit, a passion, or an idea)" In this case, as this is a Pynchon novel, it's probably an evil spirit.
    Wouldn't be great if it were an evil spirit? Not that the reader would ever find out because as soon as Pynchon gets this idea on the page he's moving on to a short little drama about Ed Addle escaping Newburgh. I think.

"Ætherists possessed to this degree usually ended up for a stay in Newburgh"
Was it Isaac Asimov, the well-known Con Groper, who once said that thing about there being no difference between magic and science advanced past a population's understanding (like microwave ovens)? Pynchon seems to suggest a similar thing (or he's playing off a standard trope, I suppose) that genius simply looks like madness to the dimwitted and dull.

"from which it became necessary to break them out"
Knowing that they're just eccentric fans of Æther and not hand-tucked-in-shirt Napoleon-wannabes, Merle and his new friends can only see it as justice to break them out of the insane asylum. If not for Merle, they'd have to wait until one of the inmates convinced another inmate that he wasn't actually small and could throw a sink through a window to escape. And who has time for that?!

"once he'd developed a relationship with elements of the staff"
Pynchon doesn't go any more into how Merle became friends with people on the inside at Newburgh, possibly because we already have all of the information we need. Merle's a good guy who easily socializes with others. Maybe he met them at a bar. Maybe at the brothel. Maybe he just went up and introduced himself because the cops kept throwing his new friends, guys like Ed Addle, into the asylum simply because they didn't like the looks of them and couldn't comprehend any of the scientific talk.

"the staff out there who did not mind an escapee now and then, the work-load being what it was"
I'm beginning to understand that Cleveland in 1893 was full of lazy people willing to take a bribe if it meant they get another cigarette break. I bet Cleveland is still like that! Laziest population in America is what I heard! Sometimes they can't even bother to go to the toilet when they're engaged in coitus!

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 "Better. Psychical anti-gravity."

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Oh. You know what. My bad. I'm sorry. I didn't realize this guy had it all figured out without any help from rocket science at all. I'm just over here thinking all he needs to do is invent a Wernher von Braun 19 years before von Braun's mother invented him. Little did my stupid brain realize that this Ætherist already has space travel figured out. Just use your mind, buddy! Defy gravity with psychic powers. Easy peasy! Boy, I sure look foolish now!

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 "Airships?"

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This is Merle's response to the money-making scheme to corner light by capturing the light further away from the Earth where the stream is smaller. I know, I know! You don't have to tell me how light works! Tell the money-making schemer!

Anyway, Merle's reaction justifies my reaction to this concept in the last entry when I mocked the guy for just needing to come up with rocket science. Since it doesn't exist and most common people probably have barely put any thought to it, Merle responds in much the same way anybody from 1893 would: "Oh, you must be talking about balloons since that's the only way to get up that high. Just a massive fleet of balloons to block the light and collect it in little Æther jars that you can then sell to the public at outrageous prices." Obviously Merle doesn't mean any of that stuff that I just pretended he meant by saying, "Airships?" This questioning response is his way to stay "unentangled from money-making schemes." Also maybe he's just curious, drunk, and  horny. The drunk and horny have nothing to do with any of this but I suspect he is those things as well.

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 We have the know-how, the world's most inventive engineers and mechanics, all's we need is to get far enough out to catch the prevailing flows. . . ."

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"We have the know-how"
To corner the light market. To capture up all the light and feed it to all the little piggies in drips and drabs but only if they work hard and endure every hardship we think they must. "Work smart, not hard," some asshole always says as he steals the resources from everybody else while sitting on his fattest of all the asses and making the world a worse place for everybody except his dimwitted children.

"the world's most inventive engineers and mechanics"
If you live in America, you always simply assume that everybody from America is better than everybody in the rest of the world. You don't need to know history or facts. You're always just certain because America is the fucking cat's knees, Daddio. Ask any piece of shit mediocre white dude on the Internet and he'll tell you with all the confidence garnered by generations of shit mediocre white dude DNA that everything great in the world came from white dudes and, 99% of the time (even if America is only 250 years ald), an American white dude.
    Look, you can believe it or not. Who am I to convince you otherwise? Either you believe it because you've never read any actual books that didn't have "Sigma" in the title or you've read loads and loads of science, history, and novels by incredible smart people and you know they're full of smegma.

"far enough out to catch the prevailing flows"
Oh, is that all? The only thing you need to corner the light market is rocket science? I think you need a fucking brain surgeon, sir.

Thursday, November 6, 2025

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 Merle found himself more often than not the monkey in the middle, trying to calm the dangerously fervid, find work for those who ran short, put people up in the wagon when landlords got mean, trying meantime to stay reasonably unentangled with moneymaking schemes which, frankly, though plentiful as fungi after the rain, verged all too often on the unworkably eccentric, ". . . amount of light in the universe being finite, and diminishing fast enough so that damming, diversion, rationing, not to mention pollution, become possibilities, like water rights, only different, and there's sure to be an international scramble to corner light.

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Merle came to Cleveland as a neutral observer of a historic moment. As an observer, he doesn't have much to do until the thing he came to observe. So he hangs out at bars, brothels, and other bars. While he's waiting, these are things he's involved in, things that shine some light on his overall character. And probably things that are analogies for physics ideas that I'm not smart enough to comprehend.

"monkey in the middle"
A children's game although most often used to bully kids by taking one of their possessions and throwing it over and around them while mocking them for actually wanting their property back. I don't see how this is a metaphor for becoming a person trying to solve problems in other people's business. Perhaps it's meant to call up the visual of a person (the monkey) surrounded by other kids (the non-monkeys) so that the reader accidentally pictures an atom.

"trying to calm the dangerously fervid"
Okay, now that you're picturing an atom, you have to picture what happens when some other atom, or monkey, becomes dangerously hot or glowing. See? Now you've remembered there's a thing called the atom bomb and you've shat yourself.
    On the literal side of things, we just see that Merle's a good guy who knows the cops are out on the street looking to throw overly excited, fervently manic Æther lovers into the asylum. So he's trying to calm them down before they get thrown in Newburgh.

"find work for those who ran short"
Now he's also willing to give off electrons to help out other atoms that are short electrons. He's out here in Cleveland bonding with other people. Oh, and also helping them out with a little cash. If you realize that the cash Merle's using to help others might otherwise be spent on Mia and Madge, you'll start to really get a sense of how honorable Merle is!

"put people up in the wagon when landlords get mean"
Merle's atom is also willing to take on electrons! Plus Pynchon gets a nice dig at landlords, reminding people that they're the least empathic people in America who are willing to throw you out on your arse at the drop of an exorbitant rent payment. Or if you call them too many times to deal with your apartment's rat problem.

"trying meantime to stay reasonably unentangled with moneymaking schemes"
Merle's atom is also trying to avoid quantum entanglement lest he find himself somewhere he wasn't meant to be. Like Lew Basnight, maybe! But also, we see that Merle's not been captured by Capitalism and doesn't easily fall for get rich quick scams.

". . . amount of light in the universe being finite, and diminishing fast enough so that damming, diversion, rationing, not to mention pollution, become possibilities, like water rights, only different, and there's sure to be an international scramble to corner light."
The most capitalistic thing in the world is to privatize natural things that everybody needs to live. Here, Pynchon imagines those capitalists at the forefront of a new understanding of light trying to come up with ways to own and control it. To corner it. To monopolize the whole thing so that if you can't afford it, you'll be living in total darkness, baby!
    The phrase "international scramble" might also be meant to invoke the imperialist "Scramble for Africa" that was currently taking place by nearly every Western nation in the world. Corner water. Corner light. Corner land. Corner people. Corner populations. It's all imperialist and capitalist thought and it's destroying the world. There's a good passage in Gravity's Rainbow about this:

"Kekulé dreams the Great Serpent holding its own tail in its mouth, the dreaming Serpent which surrounds the World. But the meanness, the cynicism with which this dream is to be used. The Serpent that announces, "The World is a closed thing, cyclical, resonant, eternally returning," is to be delivered into a system whose only aim is to violate the Cycle. Taking and not giving back, demanding that "productivity" and "earnings" keep on increasing with time, the System removing from the rest of the World these vast quantities of energy to keep its own tiny desperate fraction showing a profit: and not only most of humanity—most of the World, animal, vegetable and mineral, is laid waste in the process. The System may or may not understand that it's only buying time. And that time is an artificial resource to begin with, of no value to anyone or anything but the System, which sooner or later must crash to its death, when its addiction to energy has become more than the rest of the World can supply, dragging with it innocent souls all along the chain of life. Living inside the System is like riding across the country in a bus driven by a maniac bent on suicide..."

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 He had actually glimpsed the flashily turned-out Blinky a couple of times coming and going, as had the police, most likely, because the place was under close surveillance, but attentiveness to duty being negotiable in those days, there were intervals of invisibility for anybody who could afford it.

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"in those days"
I don't think those three little words have the strength to convince anybody that police were only corrupt five to six years previous to 1893. Perhaps in 2006, when Pynchon wrote this novel, police corruption always seemed slightly worse in the rearview so Pynchon was commenting on that aspect, pointing out at the same time that if people in 1893 felt cops were less corrupt than previous years and people in 2006 feel cops were less corrupt than previous years than that means they've always been corrupt but people just delude themselves into thinking current cops are good people. Of course now, in 2025, we've seen the exact opposite take place year after year. Police just get worse and worse. Obviously they've never been great. A bunch of pig-headed, violent, power-hungry assholes who all think their "gut instinct" is on par with the brains of Albert Einstein.
    Anyway, they were corrupt enough in 1887 to take bribes to look the other way when men came and went from Nelly Lowry's brothel.

"glimpsed the flashily turned-out Blinky a couple of times coming and going, as had the police"
My first thought was the police had seen Blinky Morgan at this establishment before he was wanted for killing a cop which is why they know it's one of his hangouts. But maybe that's me engaging in that whole belief that cops aren't too corrupt. It's not that I don't think cops couldn't be bribed to not stop a cop killer! I just assumed they'd want to beat the shit out of him and murder him more than earn a few bucks. But it makes sense that they'd take the bribe and ignore Blinky's current location since stopping a cop killer is dangerous and hard work and a bribe is easy cash in the hand. And from everything I've ever witnessed, cops are never willing to do the hard work. How anybody actually thinks they're heroic first responders is beyond my comprehension. If anything, they're "First Make Things Worsers".
    My second thought remembered how Merle got to town during the Blinky manhunt which means Blinky has definitely been seen entering Nelly's since then and the cops are being paid to not notice. Also, Blinky's "flashily turned-out" because he robbed a bunch of furs and he's probably at maximum pimp look at the moment.

Wednesday, November 5, 2025

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 Merle by then was also spending a lot of time, not to mention money, on a couple of sisters named Madge and Mia Culpepper, who worked at the Hamilton Street establishment of Blinky Morgan's lady friend Nelly Lowry.

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Look, man. You can't fuck Æther. I mean, you can't, right? No, no, of course you can't because it doesn't technically exist. It's just a variable in a system to make the math come out correctly because a bunch of dodo-heads hadn't discovered everything there was to know about light yet.

When we first met Merle, he was running around with naked lady Chevrolette McAdoo. So we knew he was horny. Later we learned that he had intimate penis on lady penis relations with Erlys resulting in his child, Dally (aren't we currently in the story to discover how he met Erlys? So many tangents!). So it's no surprise to find out that he loves sex workers.

Are Madge and Mia prostitutes? Well, their last name sort of means "Ass Pepper" if you read it bilingually using French and English. That sounds like something that would cost Merle a lot of money.

I suppose what we're supposed to glean from this passage is that Merle is horny and lonely, the perfect conditions for somebody to fall in love at first sight!

"Nelly Lowry"
If I'm willing to trust the Internet on the origin of names and what they mean, which I am sort of willing to do even though I feel, deep in my bones, that I'm being had, the name Nelly means "Light". It also means "conspicuously effeminate". I think it's often used as the name of a horse but maybe I just watched the same exact cartoon with a horse names Nelly so many times that it feels like it's a common thing.
    Anyway, it's the "light" meaning that's important. To understand why, you should read the cover of your copy again. Also the quote by The Loneliest Monk.
    Lowry means "laurel" in Scottish which may or may not be important depending on what themes you're trying to shove into this book for whatever paper you're writing. Like maybe you can find a link between Merle screwing sex workers and that Grecian Urn. Or maybe getting laid can be seen as some kind of victory, even if you have to pay for it (which you totally should if you want to. Don't let not wanting to pay for sex keep you from having sex if you can't get some sex. It's an absolutely viable and non-embarrassing method to get you some).

"Blinky Morgan"
That's the guy whose gang stole the furs and killed a cop which made all the local cops feel like they can use a lot more of their self-named style of brutality on whomever they think looks despicable. The name also reminds me of that character in David Lynch's sitcom, On the Air. You know the character! The one who sees 25.62 times more than the average person!

Tuesday, November 4, 2025

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 They hung out in the saloons of Whiskey Hill and were tolerated by though not especially beloved of the regulars, who were mill hands with little patience for extreme forms of belief, unless it was Anarchism, of course.

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"Whiskey Hill"
From the Encyclopedia of Cleveland History at Case.edu:

"After the CIVIL WAR, cheap housing made the Haymarket attractive to impoverished immigrants. Though Italians and Slavs predominated in 1870, later contemporary observers counted 40 nationalities and 14 languages. For some, the Haymarket was a stopping place; for others, enmeshed in the cycle of poverty, its deteriorating housing provided permanent residence. The area and nearby Whiskey Hill became an overcrowded refuge for the unemployed, derelicts, transients, and criminals who preyed on the other hapless residents. Nearby factories and passing trains polluted the area with dirty smoke."

So once again, the idea of a population who embrace Anarchism are really just a population who have been failed by America and are desperate for change. Perhaps these mill hands and the other residents stricken by poverty tolerated these Æther enthusiasts primarily because they and their theories dealt with change and the search for a better way. Maybe not a tactile better way that can feed people's families. But a change for a better model of light and light transmission, at least. Perhaps it was this optimism for finding truth that made them tolerable to the regulars.

Anarchism
As we've seen, the tent of Anarchism houses many different people but the label is used to indict anybody embracing it as violent and destructive. Which, I suppose, they are. When something changes (even if it's for the better), those who accepted the thing for what it was can only see the thing as having been broken or destroyed. So when those America steps on want to destroy the status quo and lift up the masses, they're seen as destructive and violent.

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 It was a sort of small Ætherist community, maybe as close as Merle ever came to joining a church.

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Earlier in the text, Heino Vanderjuice described scientists' belief in Æther as based more on faith than evidence. Pynchon continues that idea here as he likens the Ætherist club to a church.

"as close as Merle ever came to joining a church"
Obviously this can mean a lot of things based on the reader's beliefs and experiences. This could just mean a close-knit community of people brought together by a single overarching belief. It could mean that Merle has never before been tricked into believing unhelpful bullshit while lording his position over others simply because he has something inherent in his brain missing which allows him to believe in nonsense. It's possible Pynchon means this on a tangible level and means that Merle has never in his life met up in the same place at the same time on a regular basis. I like to believe that Pynchon is simply pointing out that Merle was a rational and scientific man, an areligious bloke, who would never have even considered affiliating with religion so this meeting of scientific nerds in a bar to discuss something vaguely scientific is the only way he'd ever come anywhere close to joining a church.

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 "If there was a reliable light-meter," said Roswell, "it might make a difference to know about how the light was being transmitted, is all."

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Here we see where Roswell's priorities lie. He's a photographer. A light-meter measures the intensity of light and photographers use them to determine the correct length of the exposure when taking a photograph. Roswell has no stake in whether or not Æther exists. He'd just like scientists to know for sure so that they could develop a superior light-meter.

At this moment in the story, Merle Rideout has not discovered his passion for photography. But he's here at this table in this saloon listening to some regulars discuss light. He's obviously going to be drawn to the cool and cynical photographer rather than the hyper-focused nerd making up shit on the fly to hold court over the others. What's happening here has nothing to actually do with Æther. We're learning the secret origin of Merle's hobbyhorse. You know! Photographing naked ladies!

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 "Is this just your usual wet-blanket talk, or do you really want to know?"

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As I speculated before Ed became guarded, Roswell Bounce could have meant the question in two ways: innocent amazement of the fact or cynical skepticism of Ed Addle's bloviating explanation of humidity within Æther. Ed knows Roswell better than I do (having just met him a paragraph ago) so he has experience of Roswell's participation in these discussions as being "wet-blanket talk." Characterizing Roswell this way gives the reader insight into Roswell's reaction seeing that he's a "person who spoils other people's fun by failing to join in with or by disapproving of their activities."

Of course Ed could, if he wasn't just blowing turds out of his mouth, just answer the question simply by saying, "Yes, of course there is a U.S. Bureau for this information!" But since he chooses not to say that, we have to assume he's trying to deflect the critical question and turn everybody against Roswell.

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 Ed became guarded.

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Guarded. As in to protect. Like a person who stands before a structure looking to keep people out. Possibly a gate. A gate-keeper. In this case, Ed senses somebody outside the community looking to bring doubt onto the premises. His premises (as in both his territory and his suppositions).

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 "There's a U.S. Bureau in charge of reporting all this?" wondered Roswell Bounce, who was gainfully self-employed as a photographer, "a network of stations? Ships and balloons?"

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Oh shit. A skeptic whose name evokes UFOs and bouncy houses! Also, since he's a photographer, he doesn't have anything invested in taking a stand on whether Æther exists or not. Sure, he's into light and maybe concerned about how it travels but he's a self-employed dude just trying to, like Merle, take as many naked lady pictures as possible. What does he care how the light moves through the air from the boobies to his glass plate?

By not having a vested interest in one side of the scientific debate or the other, Roswell concerns himself with the realistic particulars of Ed Addle's supposition. If all of this information is being collected by the government, there must be tangible proof of the Bureau collecting the information, proof of the technology they use, and instruments and locations where they collect the data. I don't even believe Roswell is challenging Addle on his information; Roswell's just genuinely surprised that the government's running a Bureau of Æther.

By invoking balloons, which Roswell probably just means weather balloons that measure Ætheric conditions, Pynchon seems to suggest that some of the balloonists do this kind of work. That, currently, these measurements can be made, and are being made, by teams of young balloonists around the world. Because until the Michelson–Morley experiment happens, Æther remains extant. The experiment won't destroy it entirely so expect more it in the storied years ahead but it will have plastered a marginal half-life to it. Its days are numbered.

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"What, in the Æther, would occupy the place of water-vapor in the air? Some of us believe it is Vacuum. Minute droplets of nothing at all, mixed in with the prevailing Ætheric medium. Until the saturation point is reached, of course. Then there is condensation, and storms in which not rain but precipitated nothingness sweeps a given area, cyclones and anticyclones of it, abroad not only locally at the planetary surface but outside it, through cosmic space as well."

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You may have noticed the timestamps on the last entry and this one and think, "What was this lazy blogger up to? Doesn't he know he's already not going to ever complete this project even if he weren't drifting away from it for years at a time?" Or one might accidentally jump to the correct assumption: "Ed Addle broke this blogger's brain." I really wish Merle Rideout hadn't just been sarcastic about humidity but Ed Addle would also have realized that and decided not to answer.

One of my greatest problems is that I'm not interested in things I'm not interested in. Perhaps that's one of the greatest problems of all of us, poorly expressed. If that something blocks me from the stuff that interests me, I can usually suck it up, get through it, and continue at the pace, already far too slow for a mortal lifetime, that I'd been on. But sometimes, you're not just faced with something you're uninterested in: you're faced with two things you're uninterested in intertwined and tangled up with things you're too daft to understand. The "you" in that sentence being "me" and the "things" being "these five sentences of dialogue". Because Ed isn't just discussing Æther, a thing that soon won't exist in this novel's reality but does actually exist at the moment this takes place (evidence of this being all of the equipment that Ed mentions previously that exists to measure things within the Æther (as well as all the evidence collected by balloonists)) and also a thing I'm not interested in, but he's also discussing humidity and weather, things that I'm so not interested in that I abandoned this project for a year and a half so I wouldn't have to bother with them.

Or, if I'm going to be absolutely transparent, I just kind of forgot about this project or became overly anxious about some post-fifty aging issue or, as I often do, just put the project on the back-burner to simmer as if I have all the time in the universe to get back to it before it boils over and I die. Is that what you call a mixed metaphor?

"What, in the Æther, would occupy the place of water-vapor in the air?"
Try to remember way back to the previous two or three entries that this was in response to Merle asking about humidity within Æther (probably jokingly but nerds are gonna nerd, you know?). Ed approaches this problem logically in that, based on current thinking, Æther would act much like atmosphere or water. It's the substance that exists in space when no other substance exists which allows waves to propagate across it. Because our atmosphere is a thing that exists and is made up of stuff (you know the stuff: smog, farts, air, balloons), Æther probably acts much like it. Meaning weather patterns can form or tides can move through it based on its interaction with other nearby bodies. Just as air bubbles can occupy water and water-vapor can occupy air, something must be able to form or move through Æther in much the same way. In other words, humidity (or, if I want to keep adding water to this analogy for some reason, a fart).

"Some of us believe it is Vacuum."
Why? Ed doesn't discuss why because you can't test a scientific hypothesis on something that doesn't actually exist (even if it does sort of exist in this novel's idea that the way people thought things work is the way they worked until we figured out the reality of it (which, maybe, is how things work?)). But somebody thought it so it's as valid a theory as anybody else's. Which is one of the main problems with the way people think about reality in the year of your Lord 2025. The common sense kind of people seem to think that a scientific theory is something you just think up out of whole cloth and then that's it: it's as valid as anybody else's theory. What they're really talking about is opinion and speculation but they can't separate themselves from the mainstream definition of theory. To them, the theory of gravity holds equal weight (hee hee) to the theory of a flat Earth. They don't understand the difference between a hypothesis based on observation using experiments to test its validity so that it becomes a scientific theory if evidence shows the hypothesis hold time and time again. They just figure, "I thought glanced off the side my brain so it must have some validity!" Then they run to ChatGPT and ask it if it makes sense and ChatGPT is all, "Sure! Great job! You're the smartest!" Then they spiral into narcissism and madness.
    Sorry! The explication of this one line got away from me. I know I grouped it with four other lines but since it's all one piece of Ed Addle's explanatory dialogue, I figured I needed them all for context. So back to this line!
    Is it ironic that their speculation that a vacuum forms in Æther to explain the humidity of Æther comes so close to explaining exactly what Æther actually is? Just a vacuum! Remember, my knowledge of chemistry and physics stems from high school and maybe one year of college before I became a Lit Major. So I can't really explain how vacuum forms within Æther. But I can speculate and my speculation is equally as valid as the speculation of a PhD scientist (according to the illiterate masses, I mean).
    Here's my speculation: I've seen that trick where you float a candle in colored water and then put a glass over the candle until the flame uses up all the oxygen and goes out. The water rises up into the glass because a vacuum is formed when the fire burns off all the oxygen. So maybe the hypothesis is that light moving through Æther is a catalyst which causes a chemical reaction to burn up small amounts of the Æther. This forms tiny bubbles of vacuum within the Æther. Now, you'd think this would cause the Æther to collapse in on the bubble. But if Æther fills everything, there's nothing to move into the space that the Æther leaves behind if it were to collapse in. So the bubble of vacuum remains somewhat stable. And it is the build up of these vacuum bubbles that cause "weather" in the Æther.
    One other thought: some of us believe it is Vacuum sounds somewhat like some of us believe in a Vacuum. Not that they believe in a thing called a Vacuum but that their beliefs are unmodified by outside context. Pynchon is saying, in a roundabout way, that Ed Addle's "some of us" are merely speculating. There is no actual evidence for what he's about to discuss.

"Minute droplets of nothing at all, mixed in with the prevailing Ætheric medium."
Opinions and speculation within the prevailing scientific discussion are "minute droplets of nothing at all."

"Until the saturation point is reached, of course."
This is when the storms happen, as with the interaction between humidity and temperature (is that how weather patterns form? Also the movement of the Earth? I never took any weather classes at all!). Also something that causes somewhat of a storm: new ideas into the scientific discussion that can no longer be ignored, based either by evidence (hopefully!) or faith because it seems to explain things so well. Here, Pynchon seems to be discussing crazy theories that sweep the scientific community, leading many astray into vacuums of ignorance. Heino and Merle had a bit of a discussion about these things earlier which is why I'm staking my reading comprehension's reputation on following this train of metaphorical thought. Heino believed Æther itself was a storm of vacuum bubbles that would eventually amount to nothing at all.

"Then there is condensation, and storms in which not rain but precipitated nothingness sweeps a given area, cyclones and anticyclones of it, abroad not only locally at the planetary surface but outside it, through cosmic space as well."
Eventually, these loony theories need to be dealt with by the scientific community as they condense among groups of scientists willing to believe a popular, untested theory that seems to easily and readily explain a problem they've been having in their math and observations. These would "condense" in a local area first, sweeping the scientific community and buggering up their data. If it was attractive enough, it would then move through "cosmic space" as well, infecting the entire science. These are seen as "storms" because they simply disrupt the entire scientific process until they pass.
    On a more literal level, I suppose these storms which produce "cyclones and anticyclones" of vacuum somehow cause the vacuum to re-integrate into the Æther, or, more probably, simply dissolve into more nothingness. Is that a thing? Can nothingness become greater nothingness so that it doesn't exist as a bubble but stops existing entirely? I guess it doesn't matter because, once again, Ed Addle's theory here is pure speculation about a thing that soon won't even be something discussed by scientists. In essence, the whole idea of Æther is one of these vacuum storms which has only recently begun to finally pass and dissipate.