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She believed in nothing; only her skepticism kept her from being an atheist. -- Jean-Paul Sartre
by ATinNM on Tue Jun 25th, 2019 at 03:32:32 PM EST
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One of the things we are experiencing at the moment is a gulf of comprehension between large parts of the English establishment (the Brexity parts) and Ireland.

It has many facets, but one of them has to do with a difference in cultural genealogy. Most of the great works of modern English literature and art were created in England or, at very least, within the empire. But on the other hand, it is very hard to think of modern Irish literature and art without thinking of continental Europe.

While Ireland and England are much more alike than we Irish like to admit, there is a gulf between us when it comes to attitudes to Europe

John Synge and WB Yeats, the great collaborators (with Augusta Gregory) in the creation of the Abbey, didn't meet in Sligo or on the Aran Islands - they met in Paris. So did Joyce and Samuel Beckett. Most of Eileen Grey's great design work was done in France. Kate O'Brien really became a writer in Spain, as did Colm Toibín. And so on.

When Joyce and Nora Barnacle left Dublin in 1904, they didn't go to London or New York. They made their way to Trieste, where on their very first night, Joyce got himself arrested after being caught up in a brawl with English sailors.



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by Frank Schnittger (mail Frankschnittger at hot male dotty communists) on Tue Jun 25th, 2019 at 05:09:55 PM EST
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Only Literature graduates think literature defines a culture.

Almost nobody involved in brexit talks about Shakespeare, let alone any other writer.

However they o talk about the inherited national mythologies of Trafalgar, Brunel, Empire and the Industrial revolution, the Battle of Britain, winston churchill, D-Day; all fed into their psyches almost from mothers milk and daily by tabloids and the political knaves who parrot this drivel Two world wars and one world cup, it's coming home.

An aggressive militaristic history of free-booting trade and gunboat diplomacy interpreted as stand-alone triumph against all the odds.

That's what you're argung with, not poetry

keep to the Fen Causeway

by Helen (lareinagal at yahoo dot co dot uk) on Tue Jun 25th, 2019 at 05:23:51 PM EST
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Only Literature graduates think literature defines a culture.

Yes, but perhaps the culture helped to define the writers and their choice of destination...

O'Toole:

Perhaps, being obviously small, Ireland could find in the expansiveness of the Continent a relief from claustrophobia. And paradoxically, in that release lay the possibility of looking back on Ireland itself, as Joyce did so wonderfully, without rancour but with a good-humoured forgiveness.

What he did in the early years of the 20th century, his country men and women did after EU membership in 1973 - being European gave us relief and release from being too much enclosed in our own company and thus allowed us to get over ourselves.

While part of the English identity was moulded against French, Spanish and German identities, ours was moulded against the English. The EU allowed us to reach out and find ourselves in a much larger and cosmopolitan social setting, so much so that being anti-English is now no longer a necessary part of Irish identity.

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by Frank Schnittger (mail Frankschnittger at hot male dotty communists) on Tue Jun 25th, 2019 at 05:31:18 PM EST
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Joyce was close to the Jewish community - his great friend, the writer Italo Svevo became one of the models for Leopold Bloom. He taught English to wealthy Greek merchants and attended services in the beautiful Greek Orthodox (now Serbian Orthodox) church of San Nicolò. He feasted on this stew of languages and cultures.

It is, for all sorts of reasons, impossible to imagine the great anatomies of early 20th century London being produced in such a place. But when we think of Dubliners, with its minute etching of the physical and mental topography of the city, we have to remind ourselves that most of its was written, not in our capital, but in a second floor flat in Via San Nicolò.

It was on the third floor of a house in Via Nuova that Joyce rewrote Stephen Hero as A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man. In a second floor room on Via Donato Bramante, he began work on perhaps the greatest of all Irish artistic achievements, Ulysses.

Joyce is inscribed on this city but it is also inscribed on his Dublin - it was Trieste that gave Joyce the sheer cosmopolitan energy that he infused back into the native city he had left in disgust, making it not the dull provincial nowhere he had fled but, in his re-imagining, a European metropolis.



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by Frank Schnittger (mail Frankschnittger at hot male dotty communists) on Tue Jun 25th, 2019 at 05:13:24 PM EST
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Are you claiming that Corbyn is a closet Irishman?
Centrism is a nightmare from which I am trying to awake
by gk (gk (gk quattro due due sette @gmail.com)) on Tue Jun 25th, 2019 at 05:56:41 PM EST
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Few Irish people have actually read Ulysses, and are not ashamed to admit it. Corbyn to me actually seems quintessential English middle class, without the petty snobberies of the aspiring English middle class or the aspiring upper middle classes. Perhaps that is partly why he is so hated by the aspiring classes. His principled identification with so many lesser, non elite, groups also jars with their aspiration to "rise above" and differentiate themselves from the lower orders. There is no one more hated than he who offers to share wealth and status which they absolutely do not wish to share...

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by Frank Schnittger (mail Frankschnittger at hot male dotty communists) on Tue Jun 25th, 2019 at 10:50:17 PM EST
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The Joyce Museum in Trieste are very proud of the letter they have in which joyce announced to Svevo that hs has completeted "Ulysses o sua madre Greca", which the owner translated as "Ulysses or that fucking book"
' You wont' find this on the interenet (unless they index my post), but telling someone that they have a Greek mother is one of the worst insults in Triestine dialect (a Triestine colleague confirmed this). On the other hand, Ulysses, being Greek, probably did have a Greek mother.
by gk (gk (gk quattro due due sette @gmail.com)) on Tue Jun 25th, 2019 at 06:51:31 PM EST
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