Thursday, February 2, 2012

This Day in Literary History (Explosive Impact of Joyce’s ‘Ulysses’)

February 2, 1922—On the morning of his 40th birthday, James Joyce was presented with the first copy of his novel Ulysses, by his friend Sylvia Beach, owner of the Parisian bookstore Shakespeare & Co. As my college friend Steve was good enough to remind me recently, the great event occurred on Groundhog’s Day.

Only 1,000 copies of the book were printed in that initial run, but news about its extraordinary nature soon spread. Not everyone was pleased. At least a few Irish citizens, for instance, were so annoyed by Joyce’s modernist masterpiece that they probably wished that he, like the groundhog, had instead chosen to hibernate a while longer. One of those was Lady Augusta Gregory, one of the artistic directors of Ireland’s Abbey Theatre and a longtime patron of writers.

In one chapter of Joyce’s novel, for instance, he had referred to her as an “old hake”--an Irish term for a gossipy woman. She would also have read (or, at least, heard) a line about “our peasant plays,” an unmistakable reference to the type of material that she, William Butler Yeats, and John Millington Synge had staged at the Abbey. Synge himself, dead 13 years, came in for a jab, today. Shakespeare, one of Joyce’s characters notes, was the “chap that writes like Synge.”

It’s been months since I saw Woody Allen’s very fine Midnight in Paris, but now I’m a little chagrined that he didn’t get around to depicting James Joyce among the 1920s notables that Owen Wilson encounters on his nocturnal excursions. With his deteriorating eyesight, his tipsiness and his fine tenor voice (so fine that many, including his wife Nora, felt he should have been a singer rather than a writer), Joyce would have made as distinct an impression as any of the culturati that made the final cut of the movie, even Ernest Hemingway.

“Jim” Joyce (as the young American called him) and Hemingway had something else in common besides their Paris days: they frequently bit the hand of anyone kind enough to help them when they were starting out. Hemingway’s works are littered with the victims of his numerous literary assassinations: F. Scott Fitzgerald, Harold Loeb, Sinclair Lewis, and John Dos Passos, to name just a few.

At least let’s give Joyce credit for this much: those whom he attacked had plenty of opportunity to prepare themselves for what he might say.

Take Yeats, for instance. The great poet and friend of Lady Gregory is believed to have met Joyce only twice. The first and more memorable of the two encounters occurred in October 1902. The conversation might have taken an inexorable turn for the worst when Yeats, slightly annoyed by Joyce’s suggestion that the folklore-derived plots of Yeats’ plays evidenced the poet’s deterioration, pointed to a page in one of Joyce’s short stories and countered that he had “got that from somebody else who got it from the folk.” Joyce, already certain that he was sui generis, insisted that it came from his own mind.

As Joyce got up to go, he turned to Yeats and asked how old he was. On being told 36 (one year younger than he actually was), the 20-year-old Joyce responded: “I thought as much. I have met you too late. You are too old.”

Joyce, in other words, was already demonstrating a youthful arrogance perhaps only exceeded by Orson Welles at the time of Citizen Kane.

Only a year or two afterward, Lady Gregory had helped the young writer—or thought she had—by providing him with some money as he went abroad. Perhaps Joyce felt the amount was not commensurate with his genius. Perhaps he hated the feeling of being beholden to anyone. At any rate, at age 21, he had dismissed a collection of folklore edited by her.

Quote of the Day (Leon Wieseltier, on Disappearing Book- and Record Stores)


“The commerce of culture is a trade in ideals of beauty, goodness, and truth. A hunger for profit exploits a hunger for meaning. If the one gets too ravenous, the other may find it harder to subsist. The disappearance of our bookstores and our record stores constitutes one of the great self-inflicted wounds of this wounding time.” Leon Wieseltier, “Washington Diarist: Going to Melody,” The New Republic, February 2, 2012

Wednesday, February 1, 2012

Quote of the Day (Charles Mackay, on Nations as ‘Desperate Gamblers’)


"Money…has often been a cause of the delusion of multitudes. Sober nations have all at once become desperate gamblers, and risked almost their existence upon the turn of a piece of paper…. Men, it has been well said, think in herds; it will be seen that they go mad in herds, while they only recover their senses slowly, and one by one."--Historian Charles Mackay, Extraordinary Popular Delusions and The Madness Of Crowds (1841)

Tuesday, January 31, 2012

TV Quote of the Day (For Suzanne Pleshette, on What Would Have Been Her 75th Birthday)

Dr. Robert "Bob" Hartley [played by Bob Newhart]: [Unhappy with Emily's choice of marriage counselor] “Emily, I thought you were supposed to find someone neutral.”

Emily Hartley [played by Suzanne Pleshette]: “I did.”

Bob: “She's a woman!”

Emily: “That's right, Bob. I said neutral, not neuter.”—The Bob Newhart Show, “I’m Okay, You're Okay, So What's Wrong?”, Season 2, Episode 10, air date November 17, 1973, written by Earl Barret, David Davis and Lorenzo Music, directed by George Tyne

I’m a fan of both Alfred Hitchcock and John O’Hara, but it was unfortunate that two films—one directed by the “Master of Suspense” (The Birds), the other adapted from a novel by the Pennsylvania writer (A Rage to Live)—wasted the talents of the wondrous young actress Suzanne Pleshette. (Hitchcock particularly seemed put off by the Method-trained brunette; Pleshette later recalled that the director seemed to regret casting her as the woman who loses her boyfriend to blonde Tippi Hedren. Maybe that’s why her character ended up pecked to death by the mysteriously vicious avian creatures.)

Fortunately, television found a place for her. In one of her numerous appearances as a guest on The Tonight Show, where her off-screen bawdy sense of humor was barely contained, someone noticed that she hit it off with comedian Bob Newhart, and she was soon cast his wife in his eponymous show, one of the signature hits of the MTM series factory.

Pleshette, born on this date in 1937, died at age 70—way, way too soon for her legion of fans, particularly those of us who felt that her throaty laugh and shrewd but understanding wifely smile made her the best reason to tune in every week for six seasons of The Bob Newhart Show. She was the closest television counterpart to the vivacious wife played by Irene Dunne in classic Thirties screwball comedies such as The Awful Truth and My Favorite Wife.

I never really cared to watch Newhart’s follow-up series in the Eighties--probably because I couldn’t imagine a better on-air partner for him than Pleshette. I’m sure he had fans like myself in mind when he conceived the series finale of the latter show, which depicts him in bed with his first TV wife rather than the younger, blonde one--the past eight seasons all a dream.

That finale became so famous that in 1999, a headline in the humor publication The Onion read, “Universe Ends as God Wakes Up Next to Suzanne Pleshette.”

Monday, January 30, 2012

Quote of the Day (Comic Merrill Markoe, on Living by Herself)


"One great thing I noticed about living by myself: all of my annoying habits seem to have disappeared."—Humorist Merrill Markoe, quoted in "Quotes," Reader’s Digest, October 2011

Sunday, January 29, 2012

Quote of the Day (William Ellery Channing, on Being ‘Content With Small Means’)

“To live content with small means.
To seek elegance rather than luxury,
   and refinement rather than fashion.
To be worthy not respectable,
   and wealthy not rich.
To study hard, think quietly, talk gently, 
   act frankly, to listen to stars, birds, babes, 
   and sages with open heart, to bear all cheerfully,
   do all bravely, await occasions, hurry never.
In a word, to let the spiritual,
   unbidden and unconscious,
   grow up through the common.
This is to be my symphony.” American Unitarian clergyman, writer and philosopher William Ellery Channing (1810-1884), “My Symphony

Saturday, January 28, 2012

Flashback, January 1077: Emperor Yields to Pope in Snows of Canossa


In one of the most extraordinary moments in the papacy’s two-millennia history, the former Benedictine monk Hildebrand—having become, against his wishes, Pope Gregory VII, and now known to history as St. Pope Gregory VII—brought the German emperor Henry IV to heel by making him stand barefooted outside the castle where the pontiff was staying in Canossa, Italy, shivering for three days in the severest winter temperatures in years, before granting absolution and rescinding the excommunication under which the ruler had been placed.

The good feeling between the two, however, was short-lived. Henry, smarting from the indignity he had to endure, struck back at the pope when he had the chance, invading Rome and forcing Gregory into bitter exile seven years later.

“How many divisions does the Pope have?” Joseph Stalin once asked. The question, though sardonic, got to the heart of papal authority. Nowhere, I would argue, was the issue joined more momentously than in the snows of Canossa. Indeed, I would rank it among the half-dozen most dramatic moments in the history of the popes. (The other moments, in case you were wondering, are the upside-down crucifixion of St. Peter; Pope Leo the Great’s visit to Attila the Hun outside Rome to persuade the barbarian ruler to leave the Imperial City alone; Pope Julius’s assumption of an army to quell unrest; and the unsuccessful attempt on the life of John Paul II).

The issues that Gregory confronted during his papacy bedeviled the church for the next few centuries as well, even down to the present day: simony, lay investiture, and clerical celibacy. In the evolving understanding of the relationship between Church and state, the battle between the pope and the emperor didn’t settle matters, but it made matters impossible to ignore.

For a quarter-century, Hildebrand had been the power behind the throne for six different popes, all of whom came to respect his administrative ability and integrity. The former quality might have endeared him to the successors of St. Peter, but the latter asset made him something more astounding: the clear favorite as pope for the populace.

The legend of his selection as pope was completely out of character with the way affairs were already being conducted in the highest reaches of the Church in this age, as political horsetrading took place to secure this office. Instead, right during the funeral of Pope Alexander II, the crowd began to chant, “Hildebrand shall be pope!” His earnest protestations that he wasn’t worthy of the position proved unavailing with the College of Cardinals, who immediately fell behind the crowd’s lead and elected Hildebrand by acclamation.

Less than two years later, Gregory was confiding to his friend Abbot Hugh of Cluny, France, that he felt overwhelmed by the challenges facing him: "The Eastern Church has fallen away from the Faith and is now assailed on every side by infidels. Wherever I turn my eyes--to the west, to the north, or to the south--I find everywhere bishops who have obtained their office in an irregular way, whose lives and conversation are strangely at variance with their sacred calling; who go through their duties not for the love of Christ but from motives of worldly gain. There are no longer princes who set God's honour before their own selfish ends, or who allow justice to stand in the way of their ambition.”


As archdeacon of Rome for the past 14 years, Gregory knew as well as anyone how much turmoil the Church was enduring. The fall of the Roman Empire had left a vacuum of order that only the Church had been able to fill. Later, as new European rulers struggled to unite the fragmented realms that dotted the continent, they sought papal blessing on their power.

At the same time, for all the need these rulers felt for the Church, they also saw Church officials as elements to be used as part of their own power structure. They would couple rights to temporal property and duties with their own conferring of the bishop’s pastoral staff and ring. Frequently, they appointed friends as bishops. This made eminent sense to them, for in the loyalty-based feudal system they could have greater certainty of allegiance to their rule. Henry IV of Germany, a twentysomething royal, was one of these believers in what came to be called lay investiture.

The principle did not, however, make sense to many Church reformers, particularly Gregory. At this point, the hereditary nature of feudal lordships and vassals made particularly thorny the issue of married priests and bishops. In particular, during the 10th century “Rule of the Harlots,” several popes became strongly associated with the corrupt aristocratic family the Theophylacti, and especially wife Theodora and her two daughters, who exerted undue influence over papal elections through marriages, affairs and conspiracies. With simony, the buying and selling of church offices, also rampant, both within the Church itself and among rulers making ecclesiastical appointments, scandal loomed.

At his first synod a year after becoming pontiff, Gregory threw down the gauntlet to the German bishops, denouncing the simony and clerical marriage so widespread among them. They resisted and, when Henry refused to remove one bishop who owed his office to simony, Gregory sought to counteract him.

Gregory’s moves were uncommonly bold. He not only excommunicated Henry—declaring his relationship with the Church and its community gravely impaired—but also that the emperor’s subjects were, in these circumstances, not bound by any loyalty to him. While rulers had removed popes before, no pontiff had ever dared to depose a monarch.

The excommunication by Gregory gave leave for German bishops to rebel openly against Henry. He could not retain power without making peace with the pope. Yet, though he had invited Gregory north into Germany, the pope, suspicious of his intentions, stopped in northern Italy, at the nearly impregnable castle at Canossa possessed by his friend and protectress Matilda.

In his 1983 history of the Papacy, Keepers of the Keys, Nicholas Cheetham disputes the commonly held notion that Henry stood barefoot out in the snow. The monarch was, however, dressed as a penitent before the castle gate, and stayed there for three days running.

At last, convinced of Henry’s sincerity, Gregory met with him, held a mass of forgiveness and lifted the excommunication. Henry, however, annoyed at subjecting himself to the pope, went back on his word as soon as he got back to Germany.

Three years later, Gregory renewed Henry’s excommunication. For the next four years, Henry sought to enter Rome and replace Gregory with his own anti-pope. Gregory’s own position had become more precarious, as the Italian populace had wearied of war. The last straw came at the moment of what should have been the pope’s triumph, when Gregory’s Norman ally, Robert Guiscard, returned to Rome with such overwhelming forces that Henry and his anti-Pope, Clement, were obliged to withdraw. But Guiscard’s troops, excited by the prospect of the ancient city’s riches, looted Rome and massacred many of its inhabitants--who, at this very moment, also watched in horror as their homes were consumed by fire.

The Romans blamed Gregory for their plight, and now he was forced to leave himself. He died a year later, in 1085, a dozen years into his pontificate, with his last words sounding like the prophet Jeremiah, wearied and beaten down because of his love of God: “I have loved justice and hated iniquity; that is why I am dying in exile.”

Gregory did indeed hate iniquity, but he did not see that his attempt to protect the autonomy of the Church provided a justification for papal supremacy that later pontiffs would exploit. The attempt to root out simony foundered under his successors, and the practice became a key charge in Martin Luther’s furious indictment of the Church in the 16th century.

The most enduring fruits of Gregory’s actions were bans on lay investiture and married clergy. In the centuries since Canossa, the Church continued to be hard-pressed by temporal powers, but it is difficult to think how much worse its plight might have been if it had left to kings the ability to appoint bishops. Moreover, for all the clear difficulties that a lack of married clergy present to the Church, it is also the case that it would have been far more difficult to send married ministers instead of single men with no family ties around the world to evangelize.