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Saturday, March 5, 2016

My YouTube video chat about the shadow story of Austen's Emma with the First Impressions Podcast hosts Kristin Whitman & Maggie Riley

This afternoon, I had the very great pleasure of recording a 90 minute YouTube video chat ....

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=G9WkpqjJPR4

 ....the subject matter of which was my interpretation, which I've been refining over the past 11 years, of what I call the "shadow story" of Jane Austen's Emma.

My hosts were two witty, well-informed, and open-minded young Janeite friends who host the First Impressions Podcast, created by them for discussion of all things Jane Austen's genius, that they started a few months ago:

Kristin Whitman, whom I first met via Austen L about 8 years ago, and

Kristin's great friend, Maggie Riley, who is now my newest Janeite friend.


I was very flattered when Kristin first approached me two months ago with the idea of this discussion, in honor of the year long bicentennial celebration of the publication of Emma in 1816. I immediately agreed to do it, because I already knew that they were both smart, fearless, and funny--a wonderful combination--- and what better way to make my debut on YouTube and in podcast land than that!

So we basically came in with very little preplanned structure, and just let it fly--I hope you'll agree that the conversation was lively, irreverent, and interesting (even if at times we all were talking a little bit too loud, and laughing a little too hard, as Billy Joel would have put it).

If you're not familiar with my ideas, and don't want to watch the video completely cold, you are welcome to first read the following brief summary of my shadow story theory:



My fundamental premise is that each Austen novel, but above all Emma, is told from (pretty much) the exclusive point of view of the heroine for a crucial reason—which is that, by means of her infinitely clever narrative technique, I have found that Jane Austen became increasingly expert in telling two completely different stories using the identical words for each—just like the proverbial figure ground image. 


 http://changingminds.org/images/gestalt_figure_ground.jpg



Is it two faces looking at each other, or a candle-stick holder? It’s both, depending on the observer’s point of view. Both are plausible, and therefore neither is exclusively correct. The image itself never alters, only our perception of it. And it’s still pretty mysterious how our brains can switch back and forth between the two images, both with and without our conscious control. 

The same applies, I claim, with Jane Austen’s novels. On the one hand, if we read the narrative as mostly objective, and therefore both accurate and complete as presenting “all we need to know” in order to comprehend the story told, then we get the novels as they have been pretty universally read for 2 centuries—what I call the “overt stories”. And it is the understatement of the millennium to state that each of JA’s six completed overt stories are miraculous works of sublime genius. 

But… if we read the narrative as mostly subjective (and therefore extremely incomplete in terms of presenting the story from the heroine’s often fallible point of view), then we get the novels as they have never been coherently read for 2 centuries prior to my discoveries of the past decade. Many other readers before me have seen pieces of the proverbial elephant in Austen’s novels, but I am the first to assert that each novel contains a second entire “elephant” we need to work very hard. over a long period of time, in order to glimpse it in its full splendor—and you know I call that the “shadow story”. 

And one last crucial aspect to this—the reading of JA’s narrative as fundamentally objective is the opposite of real-life experience of the real world, whereas the reading of her narrative as subjective is an exact replication of real life experience of the real world. I.e., in real life, none of us has an omniscient narrator perched on our shoulder reliably telling us what is “really” happening in our lives—we each must struggle to overcome our own often flawed individual judgments, to make the best sense we can of what happens, particularly in terms of understanding both our own personalities and actions, and also those of other people. Our real lives are a perpetual struggle to discern what is happening in the shadows  around (and inside) us, and to not be prone to either faulty “first impressions” or to hard-wired prejudices. 

It was over 10 years ago that I had my final major epiphany about those six coherent shadow stories. And it was Emma which gave me this flash of insight, because when I began to look at the novel through the lens of Frank as possible murderer of his aunt in order to end his “servitude” to her, I was shocked to find that the entire novel (and not just Frank’s character and actions) lit up for me like a Christmas tree of offstage shadowy threads, with a thousand textual hints about /all/ of the characters, all suggesting something beyond the apparent surface meaning. All the holes (like the curious lack of mention of anyone in the downstairs at the Bates residence) are, to me, wormholes, which lead somewhere. And most of all, we have the oracle of /Emma/, Miss Bates, whose torrent of words sounds to Emma (and most readers) like trivial drivel to be ignored, or at most, enjoyed as comedy, but who actually is constantly speaking in code about what is happening in the shadows, especially the most serious matters unknown to Emma.

And, to answer the common question I am asked, why am i the first person in 200 years to see this, here's a recent answer I gave in Janeites:  In my interpretation of her shadow stories it is clear that she aspired to a radical subversion of male, aristocratic, and financial privilege. And, as anyone can see in the “Prince of Whales” secret answer to the “courtship” charade in Emma, JA had the Prince Regent, the self-styled “first gentleman of Europe”, right in the center of her polemical crosshairs. She made him the unwitting butt of her fierce satire and critique of the status quo in all three of those categories of privilege. Her satire encompasses within it all the (justified) attacks on the PR by Hunt, Lamb, Cruikshank, and others. And then, as icing on the allusive cake, she had the kahones to dedicate /Emma/ to him! You don’t get more subversive, and therefore more dangerous, than that! How could she possibly have let that subliminal subtext be too visible and too obvious? Too risky. 

So her strategy was to weave this sort of extreme satire and subversion into the subtext of her superficially “status quo-friendly” love stories. And you are correct, as literary history actually unfolded, there was, in fact, no recognition of JA’s shadow stories, as coherent entities, for nearly two centuries, until I made the first such claim in early 2005, after 2 ½ years of my own grasping toward that epiphany. But….I strenuously assert that such long history of nonrecognition was /not/ an inevitable, foregone conclusion that Jane Austen could have foreseen when she wrote her novels. Instead, I suggest that three factors converged to keep Austen’s shadow stories, as coherent entities, invisible to readers for 190 years:
 
CAUTION: Her extreme caution, meaning (as I’ve previously explained) that JA felt she had to hide her shadow stories well enough to make them deniable if detected—“do not be suspecting me of a CODE”;
 
GENIUS: Her extreme genius, meaning (as I’ve also previously explained) she was so brilliant, and must have been so totally consumed over a very long period of time with the process of creating double stories, that she (ironically) lost perspective and was not a good judge of just how much disguise was the optimal amount. I.e., she thought they’d be more readily decodable than they are. On this point, I can speak from direct personal experience, because my own ability to decode her shadow stories has gradually but steadily improved over the past 12 years—and at first, I really was surprised when people didn’t see what I see. But after ten years of public debate about this topic with hundreds and hundreds of other readers, I now understand just how difficult (or undesirable) taking such a large leap is for many other Janeites. But, as I’ve suggested, we can see a progression in JA’s novels, as I believe she sought to hit that sweet spot right in the middle between too obvious and too obscure. That’s why she wrote Emma, with its mysteriousness right there on the surface for all to see, so different from her three previous published novels. And had she lived another ten years, she not only would have gained national prominence and a bully pulpit to be open about her views, she’d have written more novels in which, I am confident, the shadow stories would have been brought closer and closer to the surface. Sooner or later, lightning would have struck.   and
 
HISTORY: But the Austen family decisively shaped the narrative (to borrow the buzzword we hear every day in election campaign punditry) about the kind of author JA was, from the moment JA died. I.e., if you’re a Janeite reading Austen, and you’re told, with 100% assurance, by pretty much all the mainstream Austen experts, that she was an author who would /never/ hint at dark shadows, then, unless you are a stubborn self-confident contrarian like myself, you will not acknowledge those shadows, even when they pop up right in front of your eyes. I’ve seen it myself hundreds of times, in books, articles, blog and discussion posts—where readers do spot “bread crumbs”—those anomalies in the text which don’t fit with the mainstream interpretation of a given character—but in the end those readers have almost all turned away from the door they opened themselves, and rationalized away the anomalies. Such is the power of the Myth of Jane Austen. 


Cheers, ARNIE
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When the enemy of my enemy is NOT my friend: 2016 Republican politics and…..Pride & Prejudice??



According to Wikipedia: “ ’The enemy of my enemy is my friend’ is an ancient proverb which suggests that two opposing parties can or should work together against a common enemy. The earliest known expression of this concept is found in a Sanskrit treatise on statecraft dating to around the 4th century BC, while the first recorded use of the current English version came in 1884. Some suggest that the proverb is of Arabic origin.”

This ancient proverb is, I suspect, on many minds at this very moment, as the bitter campaign for the Republican Presidential nomination has progressed into its first climactic stage, which began on Super Tuesday, and will end when the votes are counted in winner-take-all Ohio and Florida on March 15.

At the heart of this high political drama (although the circus is an apter metaphor than the stage for this increasingly grotesque spectacle) is the unholy alliance emerging among the three very strange bedfellows in mortal combat with Donald Trump --- Ted Cruz, Marco Rubio, and John Kasich. They all seem to have recognized, albeit a little late in the political day, that (to quote another ancient proverb) “united they stand, divided they fall”. At the most recent debate Thursday, it was clear that Cruz and Rubio, who previously had been savaging each other, are honoring a de facto ceasefire between them, with the common cause of directing a double barrage at point blank range at the massive ego of Mr. Trump.

This temporary alliance is extremely uncomfortable for many establishment Republicans, mainly because of the intense antipathy that many of them feel not only toward Trump but also toward Cruz as well. Six weeks ago, Lindsey Graham pithily summed up that Hobson’s Choice:  "It's like being shot or poisoned. What does it really matter?"  

Graham’s bon mot embodies a rejection of the proverb, in this case, by the constituency who follow the lead of Graham, Romney, the Bushes, and McCain--the enemy (Cruz) of their enemy (Trump) is most decidedly NOT their friend—so it’s pretty obvious that they’re holding their noses and counting the hours till they can revoke their truce with Cruz, and pull out all stops to get Rubio (or some other establishment white knight) on the ballot against Hillary Clinton.

And…stepping back for a broader political perspective, the Republican circus is also causing a great deal of anxiety for Democrats like myself. Why? Because, from our perspective, all four of the Republican candidates are “enemies”. It’s not just Trump and Cruz, who embody different forms of right wing extremism that would make either of them a very very scary person to sit in the Oval Office. It’s also the deep hypocrisy of Rubio (a rebooted, Latino version of smiling, genial George W Bush)  and even Kasich (who, while far and away the most moderate of the four Republican candidates still standing, is still someone who I and many other liberals fear would, with a Republican congress behind him, do harm comparable to that perpetrated on our nation from 2001-2008.

We on the left end of the spectrum are therefore sorta like Lindsey Graham, in that some of us are rooting for Cruz or Rubio to weaken Trump enough to make him vulnerable in the national race to come, if he is the candidate. Yet others of us find Cruz so awful that even Trump seems less awful, because he is not a fanatical ideological conservative, and thus might work with Democrats on a pragmatic basis. And yet, our fear of the outsized danger posed by Trump or Cruz does not negate our fear of a “reasonable” Republican winning the election.

In short, then, how strange that is for many of us, to actually think of either Cruz or Trump as a “friend”. And the central point I wish to bring out via this brief analysis, is that it’s not a binary situation, it’s much more multipolar and complicated than the ancient proverb suggests.  

Which brings me to the main point of this post, which is that it only occurred to me this morning that there is a direct parallel to the above-described political funhouse madness, in the most unlikely of places---at the heart of Jane Austen’s most popular and famous novel—Pride & Prejudice. Let me explain.

The plot structure of P&P can be boiled down to this pithy formula: the heroine Elizabeth Bennet faces a very difficult romantic choice between the charming, sympathetic underdog Mr. Wickham and the aloof, arrogant aristocrat Mr. Darcy.

In the first half of the novel, Mr. Wickham seems to carry the day with Elizabeth, until he abruptly and unaccountably jilts her for (what turns out to be an unsuccessful attempt to marry) the freckled heiress Miss King. Then, after Eliza rejects Darcy’s disastrous first proposal, Eliza finds herself in no woman’s land, and she crystallizes her dilemma in this famous comment to sister Jane:

“She then spoke of the letter, repeating the whole of its contents as far as they concerned George Wickham. What a stroke was this for poor Jane! who would willingly have gone through the world without believing that so much wickedness existed in the whole race of mankind, as was here collected in one individual. Nor was Darcy's vindication, though grateful to her feelings, capable of consoling her for such discovery. Most earnestly did she labour to prove the probability of error, and seek to clear the one without involving the other.
"This will not do," said Elizabeth; "you never will be able to make both of them good for anything. Take your choice, but you must be satisfied with only one. There is but such a quantity of merit between them; just enough to make one good sort of man; and of late it has been shifting about pretty much. For my part, I am inclined to believe it all Darcy's; but you shall do as you choose."

As that last sentence indicates, Eliza has by that point already flipped her position upside down, and now accepts Darcy’s dark version of Wickham, whereas twenty chapters earlier she accepted Wickham’s “portrait” of Darcy. And that’s how the novel ends in the minds of Janeites---with Darcy wearing a white hat and Wickham a black one.

But what never occurs either to Elizabeth, or to pretty much all of the millions of readers of P&P over the past two centuries, is that Elizabeth has in effect relied too strongly on that ancient proverb. I.e., she has assumed that she is facing a binary choice, and therefore, the enemy of her enemy must be her friend. So, if Wickham and Darcy are mutual enemies, Elizabeth believes she has no choice but to see Wickham as a good guy so long as she sees Darcy as a bad guy; and then, when she fiips, she believes she has no choice but to see Darcy as a good guy, once she sees Wickham as a bad guy.

So, what if, in the fictional universe of the shadow story of P&P that I’ve been writing about for a decade, not only Wickham, but also Darcy, both turn out to be bad guys who happen to be enemies of each other? Or, drawing on the political analogy I’ve been making, what if not only Cruz, but also Trump, are both bad guys who happen to be enemies of each other?

That is the one scenario that never occurs to Elizabeth –that Darcy and Wickham are both adept at trashing the reputation of the other, because they are both justified in their attacks on the other!

Elizabeth should have listened to the whispering pundit (who I long ago identified as none other than sister Mary Bennet) who tries to warn Elizabeth to stay away from both Wickham and Darcy:

“The gentlemen came; and she thought he looked as if he would have answered her hopes; but, alas! the ladies had crowded round the table, where Miss Bennet was making tea, and Elizabeth pouring out the coffee, in so close a confederacy that there was not a single vacancy near her which would admit of a chair. And on the gentlemen's approaching, one of the girls moved closer to her than ever, and said, in a whisper: "The men shan't come and part us, I am determined. We want none of them; do we?"

Indeed, when it comes to the Republican slate of Presidential candidates, I want none of them!

Cheers, ARNIE
@JaneAustenCode on Twitter






Wednesday, March 2, 2016

Elizabeth’s unwitting epiphany: “Come, Mr. Wickham, we are brother and sister…BIOLOGICALLY!”



 A little over two years ago, I wove a web of text-based speculations….  http://tinyurl.com/mn7rej4
 …..about the hidden connection I see, in the shadow story of Pride & Prejudice, between two apparently unrelated inquiries (tellingly, both beginning with the words “You cannot”) that Elizabeth Bennet fields about her own brief life history while visiting Charlotte at Hunsford:

First, in Chapter 29 at Rosings, Lady Catherine sharply cross-examines Eliza about her exact age:
 "Upon my word," said her ladyship, "you give your opinion very decidedly for so young a person. Pray, what is your age?"
"With three younger sisters grown up," replied Elizabeth, smiling, "your ladyship can hardly expect me to own it."
Lady Catherine seemed quite astonished at not receiving a direct answer; and Elizabeth suspected herself to be the first creature who had ever dared to trifle with so much dignified impertinence. "You cannot be more than twenty, I am sure, therefore you need not conceal your age."
"I am not one-and-twenty."

Then, only three chapters later, in Chapter 32, Darcy worriedly questions Eliza about the duration of her habitation at Longbourn:

“[Elizabeth] "I do not mean to say that a woman may not be settled too near her family. The far and the near must be relative, and depend on many varying circumstances. Where there is fortune to make the expenses of travelling unimportant, distance becomes no evil. But that is not the case here. Mr. and Mrs. Collins have a comfortable income, but not such a one as will allow of frequent journeys—and I am persuaded my friend would not call herself near her family under less than half the present distance."
Mr. Darcy drew his chair a little towards her, and said, "You cannot have a right to such very strong local attachment. You cannot have been always at Longbourn."
Elizabeth looked surprised. The gentleman experienced some change of feeling ....”

While I invite you to read my entire earlier, above-linked post for all its supporting Shakespearean allusive detail, I will now cut to the chase and repeat my conclusion as stated in that earlier post:

“in reading the subtext of P&P, we think about [Burney’s] Cecilia, who will inherit an income of 3,000 pounds per year, together with a lump sum payment of 10,000 pounds, upon reaching the age of 21, and realize that THIS is the SAME explanation for why all the bees are suddenly buzzing around Elizabeth when she is approaching her 21st birthday, and why everyone is so focused on a moment in family history a little more than 20 years ago, i.e., right around the time that Elizabeth Bennet was born! Mrs. Bennet’s nerves came to unfortunate prominence at that exact moment when the orphan Elizabeth was brought to the Bennet residence house under cover of night!”

In short, I claimed that in the shadow story of P&P, Elizabeth is the true heir of Pemberley, as the late Mr. Darcy’s only legitimate biological child, who, like Fielding’s Tom Jones, was banished to Longbourn as an infant pursuant to murky Darcy family intrigue in which Mr. & Mrs. Bennet secretly participated.

I was prompted to revisit all of the above by Diane Reynolds’s comment today in Janeites and Austen L: 
“I teach P&P and have been thinking about the scene in which Lydia arrives as Mrs. Wickham and irritates Elizabeth no end with her posturings about taking Jane's place in leading her daughters into dinner and in her chatter about finding husbands for her sisters. It clearly satirizes a social hierarchy in which an idiot like Lydia can outrank a sensible person like Jane, based only on a shot gun marriage, but it also is true that, while annoyed, Elizabeth bows to the dictates of her social system. She gets the "win" not by challenging or disrupting the social order but by being better at working the system: she will beat Lydia by marrying someone of higher rank.”

When I reread that scene (in Chapter 52) in which Lydia postures about her superior rank, and thought about Diane’s comment about Elizabeth achieving a higher rank by marrying Darcy, I recalled my above described 2013 post, and thought about Elizabeth, in the shadow story, already (albeit unknowingly) holding a higher status by virtue of her own birth as a Darcy.

And that was when I suddenly read, with fresh eyes, the memorable tete a tete between Eliza and her new brother-in-law, George Wickham, right after Lydia struts and boasts, when Eliza gets in a final, witty dig at him:

“They were now almost at the door of the house, for she had walked fast to get rid of him; and unwilling, for her sister's sake, to provoke him, she only said in reply, with a good-humoured smile:  "Come, Mr. Wickham, we are brother and sister, you know. Do not let us quarrel about the past. In future, I hope we shall be always of one mind."
She held out her hand; he kissed it with affectionate gallantry, though he hardly knew how to look, and they entered the house. “

I’ve previously suggested a Shakespearean source for Eliza’s “Come, Mr. Wickham, we are brother and sister” in Orlando’s retort to elder brother Oliver in As You Like It:  “Come, come, elder brother, you are too young in this”. But I did not realize before today that Jane Austen, the nonpareil mistress of hiding significant meaning in very plain sight, had written Eliza’s bon mot so that it would be read in the overt story as referring to Wickham as Eliza’s brother-in-law via marriage, but could also be read in the shadow story as Eliza’s unwitting epiphany that she is Wickham’s biological half brother, because both of them  share the same biological father, the late Mr. Darcy!

In that regard, I’m very far from being the only Janeite to have ever seen Mr. Wickham as the illegitimate son of the late Mr. Darcy, and therefore as Darcy’s half brother, very much like the Biblical rivalries among the sons of Jacob sired on different mothers.

But now, via the train of inference detailed above, I find in Elizabeth’s comment to Wickham a very broad wink by Jane Austen at this very dicey interpretation!

Cheers, ARNIE
@JaneAustenCode on Twitter