Thursday, June 30, 2011

Not Just a Matter of Taste





Contemporary versus Classic

Let me state at the beginning, that I prefer classic literature. I don't just prefer it in the sense that some people claim to subscribe to Scientific American, or Smithsonian Magazine out of mere pretence. I truly prefer great literature. I would much rather read Charles Dickens than Tom Clancy, Jane Austen than Nora Roberts, and Fyodor Dostoyevsky than Stephen King. Even though some contemporary writers have skills that I envy—A. S. Byatt and Anne Tyler's names spring readily to mind—there is something missing in contemporary literature.

Contemporary writers all show the strain of trying to compete with television, movies, CDs and electronic games for the reader's attention. The worst writers aim at shock and the better writers at awe, but it is all just a scramble for attention. The difference between contemporary and classical literature is much like the difference between fast food and a seven course meal.

Classic authors had the luxury of assuming that readers wanted to savor every chapter, every paragraph, every word. You can see this in the leisurely pace of their writing, the richness of their vocabulary, the complexity of their sentence structure and their bountiful collections of characters. They took the time to casually introduce character and setting with extensive, and often poetic descriptive passages.

Classic authors revealed themselves in their writing through a unique author's voice. The narrator was our friend and guide, and as such could be as important to the reader as any of the characters. They weren't afraid to reveal their personality through witty observations, philosophical reflections and unabashedly biased statements. They did not live to observe Hemingway's shudder, and so did not shy away from adjectives and adverbs, but used every form of speech to its fullest extent.

Classic authors liberally seasoned their stories with metaphor, symbolism, and irony, but they understood that the meat of any story was morality. A hero, to be truly honorable, needed to be good even given his human foibles. A villain might have comprehensible motivation, but the choices he made were reprehensible. These authors were untainted by the modernist trend toward moral relativism. They made it clear that compassion, unselfishness and benevolence were preferable to contempt, selfishness and tyranny. Their stories uplift and inspire us.

The Skill of Reading

It is a lamentable fact that not all people can enjoy the beautiful symmetry of a mathematical equation, the exhilaration of skiing safely down a steep downhill run, or the complex harmony of classical music. Yet, we cannot say that the inability to enjoy these wonders has to do with taste. A person must come to these fields with a certain level of aptitude in order to enter into that field's pleasures. In addition, they must hone their skills through years of study and practice. The same principle applies to reading classic literature.

In America today, nearly everyone has learned to read and write to a certain extent, so that most people believe that they are sufficiently prepared to tackle any reading opportunity. Statistical studies have made it clear that the average person today reads at a sixth grade level of comprehension. For this reason, contemporary newspapers and magazines pander to the average person by targeting their writing for this lower level of reading ability. This means that most people are not being challenged to expand their ability to read, but settle into a pattern of reading at an elementary level all of their lives.

In contrast, newspapers and other publications from the past were written on the assumption that their very nature as a supplier of information made them responsible to educate their readers. They did not shy away from big words, complex sentences or extended discourses. Readers knew that they were responsible to look up words they did not recognize, and work through the complex ideas by slow and repeated readings. The arguments in editorials and in lectures of the day were painstaking and thorough. It was not unheard of to have sermons and political speeches last for hours at a time. This high level of writing is reflected in the books of the period as well.

The contemporary reader, with a mere elementary level of reading comprehension, does not have sufficient skill to enjoy classic literature. When they read a classic author, naturally they find him difficult to understand. Since they are accustomed to have the publisher pander to their diminished ability, they become frustrated. They do not consider their own insufficient education, but criticize the author for not making himself clear to them. When pressed to explain why an author, who has the status of our classic authors, is incomprehensible to them they claim that the style is not after their taste.

Such readers will claim that they just prefer the quicker pace of most contemporary fiction, just as they prefer the quicker pace of popular music. However, I would point out that so does a two year old. The short attention span of a toddler is one measure of its immaturity. With greater education, one can expect to develop a longer attention span, and so an appreciation of those works that require greater concentration.

Those who enjoy classic literature have worked for years to gain the skills needed to read at a more mature level. They understand that one cannot acquire the strength to scale a mountain by strolling on flat ground, so they do not avoid difficult reading. They take the time to look up unfamiliar words, and study histories to understand the context. They read broadly and extensively, because they know that the more they study the better they will be able to comprehend what they read. They understand that it takes greater effort to read a great book, but that the rewards are commensurate with the effort involved. With time and practice, they learn to focus for longer periods of time, to notice subtleties and nuances, to comprehend broader connotations and to appreciate allusions that those who have read less extensively cannot see.

Indeed, those who have mastered the skills and knowledge involved in reading at a college level find contemporary sixth grade writing to be quite annoying. It is as evident to them when they are being "written down to" as when they are being "talked down to," and they find this patronizing style offensive. When one becomes accustomed to the predominance of complex sentences in classic works, the absence of complex sentences makes the writing seem to be at a breathless, frantic pace. There is no relaxation in such reading; every paragraph feels like a car chase, with each chopped sentence leading to the next in a breakneck fury of words. Classic authors knew that short sentence structure could be useful for creating tension when appropriate to the subject, but was most effective when kept to a minimum. Going back to the complex sentence structure of the classics is like sitting back with your feet up in a favorite recliner and contemplating the deeper meaning of life.

The length of classic literature intimidates the less educated reader, but comforts the college level reader. As C. S. Lewis said, "There is no such thing as a book too long or a cup of tea too deep." If you thoroughly enjoy reading a book, why would you want to cut that pleasure short?

The Pleasures of Rereading

The average reader looks for mere entertainment in their books. If a book ceases to entertain, and requires work, they lose interest. As C. S. Lewis pointed out, one sign of an inadequately educated reader is that they rarely reread a book. If they realize that they have already read a book, they will toss it aside like a used napkin. They know how the book ends, so they cannot imagine that it might be informative, suspenseful, adventurous or even romantic again.

In all honestly, most books do not reward rereading. Most contemporary literature is like an amusing anecdote. It may delight on the first telling, but grows stale in the retelling. The punch line can only surprise us once. There must be more to a novel than plot twists and suspense.

Classic literature has much in common with classical music. One would never listen to a classical music album one time and then cast it aside. In order to appreciate the complexity of this music, it requires repeated listening. We recognize that with each repetition of the experience our appreciation for the piece expands. Study of the techniques of musical composition can add even fuller appreciation for the mastery and skill required to produce those marvelous sounds. Those who, jaded by the quick pace of popular music, lack the patience to sit through a full symphony will never experience the rewards that such music can offer.

Lovers of classic literature have discovered the rewards of rereading. Since they have a basic familiarity with the plot structure and characters, they no longer focus entirely on those matters that consumed their attention on the first reading. They notice more and more the subtle details of word choice and symbolism. They become more aware of the implications of the story, how it reveals human nature and the broader human experience. They delight in the foreshadowing of incidents further into the story. They notice how small choices accumulate into larger consequences.

Rereading a classic novel is like visiting with an old friend. The same joy that we find in reminiscing about old times can be found in revisiting favorite books. Familiar characters, dialog, plot and settings play in the readers mind like a familiar refrain, becoming more precious with each retelling. Over time, the reader will find themselves growing more sympathetic with the main characters, and even to characters that they would not have considered sympathetic before. The more mature reader will find the wisdom accumulated over time makes them better prepared to appreciate classic authors, who lived in a more contemplative age and whose writing reflects their keen insight.

Style and Personality

To denigrate the skill of a great writer by calling it a matter of taste is to denigrate education. It is not a matter of taste to have a large vocabulary as opposed to a limited one. It is not a matter of taste to have mastery of syntax, or to be inept in its use. It is not a matter of taste to be able to use vivid imagery, instead of stumbling into clichés. The brighter and better educated the author, the more demand they will put upon the reader.

That being said, not every well-educated reader will enjoy every classic book to the same extent. The Bronte sisters disliked Jane Austen's style. Henry James disliked Charles Dickens' style. The less educated reader considers these squabbles among the classic authors as evidence that taste truly does factor into the judgment of great literature. However, likening these authorial preferences to taste does nothing to clarify these differences of opinion.

It is more instructive to consider these preferences as reflections of the personality and philosophy of the authors. The passionate and pessimistic Brontes found Austen too rational and optimistic. The flamboyant and extroverted Dickens did not accord well with James' austere introversion.

In addition, different ages of literature favored certain philosophies of life and reflected that preference in their works. This can be seen in other artistic endeavors of the time as well. Bach's mathematical precision reflects the age of Enlightenment in which he lived, and Beethoven's passionate expression reflects the age of Romanticism, just as Austen reflects Enlightenment thinking and the Brontes reflect Romanticism.

These differences are not an excuse to prefer one author and ignore the other, as mere taste would be. They present a challenge to the reader to study the life and the time of the author. We study their life in order to be able to see how their personality and unique experiences colored their works. We study the time in order to see how their culture is reflected in their works. Then we study their works to see to what extent they were able to escape the limitations of their personality and culture.

The reader should not be surprised to find that some authors are more congenial to their personality, just as some people are easier to get along with in life. However, to limit our reading to favored authors would be akin to trying to limit our social encounters to friends alone. The one cripples our reading ability, as the other cripples our social skills. A good reader learns to appreciate the strengths of every good writer, and to discern which authors are worth more of our time.

Conclusion

In order to keep fit, a person is required to exercise regularly. Few people today are unaware of this fact, and many enter into an exercise program knowing that it must be a lifelong commitment. Nor would they expect to be able to perform athletic feats like steep downhill skiing without a good deal of rigorous training. In the era when classic literature was written, it was not uncommon for a person to enter into a course of reading as contemporary people enter into an exercise program, knowing that lifelong learning is necessary for continued mental fitness.

Reading should not be relegated to the category of entertainment, but must be understood to be a matter of continuing education. With this attitude nobody would scoff at the classics as being not after their taste, but would aspire to attain a reading ability that would allow them to enjoy classic novels most fully. In addition, they will continue to study the works of the great philosophers, historians and political thinkers of the past in order to be able to comprehend the basis of our thinking today. Great literature demands a great mind to fully appreciate it, and we must continually seek to attain that goal.

Wednesday, July 21, 2010

The True Mother


"Then spake the woman whose the living child was unto the king, for her bowels yearned upon her son, and she said, O my lord, give her the living child, and in no wise slay it." 1 Kings 3:26

When Solomon was confronted by two women who both claimed to be the mother of the same baby, he decided to test the women to find out who was the true mother. He called for one of his servants to bring a sword. The he directed the servant to cut the baby in two, and give one half to each of the women. One of the women stepped forward to protect the baby from the sword, and pled with Solomon to give the child to the other woman rather than kill it. Solomon recognized this woman to be the true mother, and gave the child to her.

The scriptures tell us that the woman who protected the child was the one who had given birth to him, but the fact that she delivered the baby seems less significant than that she loved and protected the baby, and was willing to sacrifice her own interests. Regardless of whether she gave birth to the child or not, she was the one best qualified to raise the child. She was the True Mother.

What does it mean to be a True Mother, or for that matter a True Father, Sister, Brother, or Friend? The True Mother was willing to sacrifice her own possession of the child, in order to give the baby what was in its own best interest. A true friend, likewise, will never choose to act based on their own needs, desires, or interests. A true friend will act in accordance with their friend's best interests.

My sister cherished the time she had with her little ones, and as the time came that they were of age to begin school, she had a difficult time letting them go even for those few hours each day. As a child matures, it needs to develop a broad spectrum of relationships. It needs teachers, coaches, team mates and friends in order to grow in each aspect of its being. A mother who demands to be first in that child's life, past the time when the child needs her constant care, will hinder that child's development. She must cut the apron strings so that the child can be free to build its own life.

My son has a close friend who is engaged to be married. For most people, this situation presents a great temptation to selfishness. A false friend would choose to hinder this relationship by demanding more time with his friend, and putting down the fiancé in an attempt to distance the couple from one another. A true friend would welcome this opportunity for his friend, share in his happiness, and sacrifice time that they may have spent together so that the couple can develop their relationship. The true friend would know that, even though so much time apart might have an adverse impact on their friendship, it is best for his friend.

Ultimately, the love that we bear for each loved one must lead us to make choices informed by the other's best interests, even if that means that we lose something of the very relationship that we cherish. A true friend willingly makes the sacrifice, and finds that the well-being of their loved one makes the relationship stronger as a consequence. It no longer seems a sacrifice, but the making of a true relationship.

Friday, September 25, 2009

The Brothers Karamozov, by Fyodor Dostoevsky

One of the most brilliant books ever written. I've read it three times, and each time glean new information. It is the kind of book that grips you from start to finish. Part murder mystery, part philosophy text, there is so much to gain from each reading. Father Zossima is one of my favorite characters of all time. My most frequently used quote comes from his words:

"Hell is not being able to love."

Notice he didn't say "Hell is not BEING loved." "Hell is not being ABLE to love." Think about everybody that has ever hurt you or driven you crazy with frustration. Isn't it always about how you have withdrawn your love from them, and you are waiting for something from them before you will reinstate them in your regard? That is why forgiveness is so powerful. It redeems you from hell. It doesn't matter if the other person accepts, or even knows about your forgiveness. It frees your heart to love again, so that you can leave off torturing your own soul. Such wisdom. Such a book.

Reflections on the Revolution in France, by Edmund Burke

Burke published this book before Napoleon took power, before the bloodbath of the purges, before the French had beheaded their king. Yet, he predicted that all of that would happen. At first blush, I thought that the man must be a prophet. He fortold it all, in the exact order it would occur, and understood exactly why it would happen. Since that first reading, I have read quite a bit of history, and have learned how Burke did it. He was a genius for certain, but his extraordinary insight came from his extensive study of history. Similar events have occured more than once, under similar circumstances. As Santayana said, "Those who cannot remember the past are condemned to repeat it." Burke remembered a broad span of the past.

His genius extends to more than just prediction. His breadth of understanding of political forces is astounding. He was a British Whig, which was the liberal party of the time, yet he has been claimed by Conservatives as their founding father! He understood the full breadth of political philosophy, and explained it all with crystal clerity. Here is a sample from either end:

From the liberal side--"The world on the whole will gain by liberty, without which virtue cannot exist."

From the conservative side--"The effect of liberty to individuals is, that they may do what they please. We ought to see what it will please them to do, before we risk congratulations, which may be soon turned into complaints."

How true that last quote proved, as the British (and Americans) went from fawning admiration of the French Revolution, to appalled repugnance, within very few years. Read him. It doesn't get any better than this.

Middlemarch, by George Eliot

There are few novels with a theme of self-sacrifice and redemption. Most of the great ones seem to fit in this category. Eliot gives us not one, not two, but three redemption stories in one tender novel. Eliot believed that art should serve a purpose. She said: "If art does not enlarge men's sympathies it does nothing morally. I have had heart-cutting experience that opinions are a poor cement between human souls, and the only effect I ardently long to produce by my writings, is that those who read them should be better able to imagine and to feel the pains and the joys of those who differ from themselves in everything but the broad fact of being struggling, erring human creatures." She achieves this by letting us into the heart and soul of each of her characters. We sympathize fully with both saints and sinners, feeling their exaltation and their grief. Few books have moved me as this one has.

The Jeeves Collection, by P. G. Wodehouse

Most of my favorite books are serious in nature, a learning experience. This is one delightful exception. This book is one of the few that have ever made me laugh out loud while reading it alone. It is hysterically funny. It is "humour" with an "u", that is, British style. Jeeves is the character who started all of those stereotyped butlers who are smarter than their employers. You would think that, since we are so familiar with this kind of character now, we would know what to expect, but Jeeves is a constant surprise. He was the first, and he is still the best. As the title of one of Wodehouses novels has it, he is "the Inimitable Jeeves."

Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Excellent Women, by Barbara Pym

Warm, witty and wonderful. Pym gives us glimpses of human nature with all its flaws, but with such sympathy that we cannot help but love her characters. The best novels help us to develop our empathy, or what Eliot called "fellow-feeling," toward mankind. Such books teach us to be as forgiving of the flaws of the characters as we are of our own flaws, and so learn empathy toward real people. This is one of those rare books. It give us glimpses of humanity so close to us that we will smile in recognition of the face in the mirror. I have read this book several times, and find that it never gets old. Pym gives us romance with all of its false starts, hesitancies and doubts still intact, yet leaves us feeling happy in the end that all works out for the best. Literature really doesn't get any better than this.