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  1. Mar 2021
    1. "I know also," said Candide, "that we must cultivate our garden." "You are right," said Pangloss, "for when man was first placed in the Garden of Eden, he was put there ut operaretur eum, that he might cultivate it; which shows that man was not born to be idle." "Let us work," said Martin, "without disputing; it is the only way to render life tolerable." The whole little society entered into this laudable design, according to their different abilities. Their little plot of land produced plentiful crops. Cunegonde was, indeed, very ugly, but she became an excellent pastry cook; Paquette worked at embroidery; the old woman looked after the[Pg 168] linen. They were all, not excepting Friar Giroflée, of some service or other; for he made a good joiner, and became a very honest man. Pangloss sometimes said to Candide: "There is a concatenation of events in this best of all possible worlds: for if you had not been kicked out of a magnificent castle for love of Miss Cunegonde: if you had not been put into the Inquisition: if you had not walked over America: if you had not stabbed the Baron: if you had not lost all your sheep from the fine country of El Dorado: you would not be here eating preserved citrons and pistachio-nuts." "All that is very well," answered Candide, "but let us cultivate our garden."

      This is the logical endpoint of Candide's development, along with Martin. Both of them have since abandoned their ideas of a binary world completely. The group has met with misfortune, carried some of its burden into the present (especially Cunegonde), yet they no longer bother with it. Both seek to silence Pangloss's jabbering so that they may pursue the activity they find most pleasurable in a world that seeks to rob pleasure. To literally and figuratively cultivate their garden and carve out not a Utopia by definition, but by their own standards. Life should never be perfect by any standard but one's own, and to pursue happiness in the way it seems to be most available to an individual.

    2. "Well," said Candide to Martin when they had taken their leave, "you will agree that this is the happiest of mortals, for he is above everything he possesses." "But do you not see," answered Martin, "that he is disgusted with all he possesses? Plato observed a long while ago that those stomachs are not the best that reject all sorts of food." "But is there not a pleasure," said Candide,[Pg 141] "in criticising everything, in pointing out faults where others see nothing but beauties?" "That is to say," replied Martin, "that there is some pleasure in having no pleasure." "Well, well," said Candide, "I find that I shall be the only happy man when I am blessed with the sight of my dear Cunegonde." "It is always well to hope," said Martin.

      Martin poses the ideas that humans are naturally disposed to create their own miseries. That even in the absence of ill-tidings and poverty, a man will still be "disgusted with all he possesses." It is to this, that Candide challenges Martin's extreme and attempts to find good in the gross example of Pococurante's living space and how he addresses it. That much like philosophizing, striving for improvement and finding fault is a pleasure of its own rather than a complete absence of it. While far too optimistic to be realistic, Candide has grown and is coming to understand that positives can be found in negatives. He has formed an idea of how he will carry himself and a faint reflection of what his future should be like.

    3. "As soon as my companions could walk, they were obliged to set out for Moscow. I fell to the share of a Boyard who made me his gardener, and gave me twenty lashes a day. But this nobleman having in two years' time been broke upon the wheel along with thirty more Boyards for some broils at court, I profited by that event; I fled. I traversed all Russia; I was a long time an inn-holder's servant at Riga, the same at Rostock, at Vismar, at Leipzig, at Cassel, at Utrecht, at Leyden, at the Hague, at Rotterdam. I waxed old in misery and disgrace, having only one-half of my posteriors, and always remembering I was a Pope's daughter. A hundred times I was upon the point of killing myself; but still I loved life. This ridiculous foible is perhaps one of our most fatal characteristics; for is there anything more absurd than to wish to carry continually a burden which one can always throw down? to detest existence and yet to cling to one's existence? in brief, to caress[Pg 53] the serpent which devours us, till he has eaten our very heart?

      The old woman shows herself not to be the opposite of Pangloss, but a much more learned individual. Instead of viewing the world in extremes, she poses to Candide that despite the horrid events of life, one can still make their own reason to live. That the world need not be the best, only that one can find a reason to persist in it. This is a stark contrast to the way Candide viewed occurrences and strokes of bad luck earlier in the story. The old woman has given him tools of nuance with which to understand his place and all that seeks to usurp it with more than a single, oversimplified statement.

    4. The mitre and san-benito belonging to Candide were painted with reversed flames and with devils that had neither tails nor claws; but Pangloss's devils had claws and tails and the flames were upright. They marched in procession thus habited and heard a very pathetic sermon, followed by fine church music. Candide was whipped in cadence while they were singing; the Biscayner, and the two men who had refused to eat bacon, were burnt; and Pangloss was hanged, though that was not the custom. The same day the earth sustained a most violent concussion. Candide, terrified, amazed, desperate, all bloody, all palpitating, said to himself: "If this is the best of possible worlds, what then are the others? Well, if I had been only whipped I could put up with it, for I experienced that among the Bulgarians; but oh, my dear Pangloss! thou greatest of philosophers, that I should have seen you hanged, without knowing for what! Oh, my dear Anabaptist, thou best of men, that thou should'st have been drowned in the very harbour! Oh, Miss Cunegonde, thou pearl of girls! that thou should'st have had thy belly ripped open!"

      At this point, Candide has stopped running figuratively, and literally from the dystopias he has come to face. Beaten, bloody, and broken, much like his previous ideology. The world is acting in much an impossible way to foster any outlook that could be immediately positive and in such quick succession. Candide now has to work to make a new schema. A new outlook and will to survive that at current has been robbed from him. No longer can he turn to Pangloss either for constant advice. Candide is at his lowest point and must claw his way back.

    5. "She is dead," replied the other. Candide fainted at this word; his friend recalled his senses with a little bad vinegar which he found by chance in the stable. Candide reopened his eyes. "Cunegonde is dead! Ah, best of worlds, where art thou? But of what illness did she die? Was it not for grief, upon seeing her father kick me out of his magnificent castle?"

      Candide can no longer hide from reality, and at once stops immediately philosophizing about every unfortunate event. Pangloss bearing the bad news about Cunegonde's death forces him to consider that the Earth he stands upon might not be the best of all worlds. At the same time however, he still has not completely developed a sense of reason. Still self-absorbed, he asks Pangloss if a broken heart killed her, to which Candide receives an answer much worse. That in addition to dying, she suffered immensely, having been painfully dismembered in the midst of a battle. It is too much, and even after waking up once again he chooses to ignore it with more immediate matters, such as Pangloss's illness with which to distract himself and potentially recover some of his spoiled mood.

    6. Honest James ran to his assistance, hauled him up, and from the effort he made was precipitated into the sea in sight of the sailor, who left him to perish, without deigning to look at him. Candide drew near and saw his benefactor, who rose above the water one moment and was then swallowed up for ever. He was just going to jump after him, but was prevented by the philosopher Pangloss, who[Pg 19] demonstrated to him that the Bay of Lisbon had been made on purpose for the Anabaptist to be drowned

      This is the first time Candide thought to revolt against his ideas. In the spur of the moment, his own empathy pushes him to reason that fate is not predetermined. That he can revolt and help improve someone's life just as James had. But Pangloss stops Candide from saving James, and peddles his old reasonings that James needed to drown for the best course of events. On land, such tragedies continue and Candide's cognitive dissonance becomes too great. He begins to ask questions and panic about his own mortality. Going as far as to assert that "The Last Day" has come. That this is not the best of all worlds.

    7. He asked alms of several grave-looking people, who all answered him, that if he continued to follow this trade they would confine him to the house of correction, where he should be taught to get a living.

      Continuing the theme of learning his place and the absence of a place for idle ideology. Candide fails to encounter generosity in what was spoken to be a land of plenty. Only does this change when someone that is traditionally considered tainted and unfit participate in religious worship, an Anabaptist, come to Candide's aid. Candide misattributes this to the aforementioned perfect world Pangloss told him about. Failing to make the connection that a man, supposedly not good enough to be admitted into the Catholic Church to be a better person than those that are, which compose most of the nearby population. This is the event that marks Candide's slow realization that people like the Anabaptist and the environments they foster are the exception, not the rule.

    8. There was never anything so gallant, so spruce, so brilliant, and so well disposed as the two armies. Trumpets, fifes, hautboys, drums, and cannon made music such as Hell itself had never heard. The cannons first of all laid flat about six thousand men on each side; the muskets swept away from this best of worlds nine or ten thousand ruffians who infested its surface. The bayonet was also a sufficient reason for the death of several thousands. The whole might amount to thirty thousand souls. Candide, who trembled like a philosopher, hid himself as well as he could during this heroic butchery.

      Language and comparative imagery is erected. Candide is painted to be a coward, expected to be natural of someone that muses about the world but experiences little. Opposite are the "heroes" that take part in battle seemingly fearlessly. Together they create another setting prime to awaken Candide to the horrors of the world. But alas, he fails to confront it, and even after later escaping continues to speak nonsense and rhymes. He as a character still has much to learn to rid himself of his title as a philosopher.

    9. The regiment was composed of two thousand men; that composed for him four thousand strokes, which laid bare all his muscles and nerves, from the nape of his neck quite down to his rump. As they were going to proceed to a third whipping, Candide, able to bear no more, begged as a favour that they would be so good as to shoot him. He obtained this favour; they bandaged his eyes, and bade him kneel down.

      Right out the gate, Candide in this supposedly perfect world is facing torture and humans rights abuses. It is already that Candide is being forced to challenge his assumption of perfect balance and unending fortune. For the first time away from home, he was abducted and nearly slaughtered in cold blood after being impressed into the military. Only by whimsy was he pardoned and treated by a surgeon that he and his ideology survives that encounter. The rest of the world might have been more forgiving, but was just as relentless.

    10. "It is demonstrable," said he, "that things cannot be otherwise than as they are; for all being created for an end, all is necessarily for the best end.

      This is the main argument that Voltaire seeks to disprove throughout his text. Pangloss being the vehicle for this statement, he asserts that nothing could ever be anything else because what is current is perfect. Baseline reality is the ideal Utopia. He will continue to maintain this throughout the text with Candide and his friends being his foil. Using worldly experience to disprove heavenly and detached dogma.

    1. While we were at Gibraltar, I saw a soldier hanging by his heels, at one of the moles[L]: I thought this a strange sight, as I had seen a man hanged in London by his neck.

      Equiano, despite his many recollections of sea travel, had likely been a laborer on land for most of his life up until this point. Relating this to a common public execution method in Europe that was thought humane, doing so on a ship was usually much more difficult. It is said in the text that the man drowned himself to desert and no longer suffer the toils and challenges of seafaring. But in keeping with the theme of public punishment, it was not uncommon to kill a man by keelhauling them. That is, to be hung off the side of the ship in the water to drown or be eaten by hungry sea life by scraping against massive, sharp barnacles and bleeding profusely into the water. Equiano does not relate any such happenings at the time, speaking to how much he has worked on deck compared to an officially employed sailor.

    2. I was very much struck with the buildings and the pavement of the streets in Falmouth; and, indeed, any object I saw filled me with new surprise.

      On its own, this should be no surprise. But contrasting it with the architecture of Equiano's village it is. Being a functional society, African people had little use for digging up pretty stones and ornamenting their land with them. Instead, they constructed crude walls and gates to keep out intruders, and small, well-insulated huts to protect themselves from the elements. So too was their land completely unadorned, with the most refined passaged being well-trod pathways cleared of dense vegetation. Europe is in every way an opposite, and has nearly all their architecture neatly carved and composed of uniform material.

    3. I was very much struck with this difference, especially when I came among a people who did not circumcise, and ate without washing their hands.

      On the topic of washing one's hands, this is an interesting topic that unfolded over the course of history. Europe had many great plagues that would wash over the nation quickly, with little done about them aside from burning mountains of corpses. Contrasting this with Equiano's accounts of meticulous handwashing and cleansing, most of the diseases one can acquire within Africa come from wild animals, not from people themselves. Paired with less condensed spaces of living, it is rare that disease would ever wipe out such large swaths of the population. This theme of being dirty and closer to one another continues later through Equiano's early experiences, and serves to lend credence to the hygienic differences in the two cultures.

    4. This gladdened my poor heart exceedingly, as I thought it would serve the people to eat instead of their eating me; but very soon, to my astonishment, they cut off a small part of the tail, and tossed the rest over the side.

      This goes back to the idea that as one progresses West, one gets closer to a society born of wasteful form, as opposed to a simplistic and resourceful society in the East. Equiano's people had no qualms with taking apart an animal to use each and every last part. Their buildings were lined with animal skins, their containers made from its organs, and all the meats processed to be eaten or stored for later use such as when a famine would strike. Europeans however, came up with terms like "offal" and would throw away anything that was not immediately pleasing. This particular example actually blossomed into a modern issue. As there are some sharks in coastal or island communities that have become endangered because they are caught en-masse, and have their fins severed before being left to bleed out or die of sickness.

    5. While I was in this plantation the gentleman, to whom I suppose the estate belonged, being unwell, I was one day sent for to his dwelling house to fan him; when I came into the room where he was I was very much affrighted at some things I saw, and the more so as I had seen a black woman slave as I came through the house, who was cooking the dinner, and the poor creature was cruelly loaded with various kinds of iron machines; she had one particularly on her head, which locked her mouth so fast that she could scarcely speak; and could not eat nor drink. I was much astonished and shocked at this contrivance, which I afterwards learned was called the iron muzzle

      Women were sometimes degraded to a level near or as low as children in Western society. It is expected then for this to be taken to a grave extreme to ensure an enslaved woman of a "lesser race" would abide by semi-arbitrary rules. One such rule showcased here was to not speak unless prompted. Yet another is the menial task assigned to her: to cook dinner. While she was busy performing her task, men were likely outside doing rougher work that her master would not suffer her to take on. Lest she do it to a lesser degree of quality than it was believed a man could.

    6. I was immediately handled and tossed up to see if I were sound by some of the crew; and I was now persuaded that I had gotten into a world of bad spirits, and that they were going to kill me. Their complexions too differing so much from ours, their long hair, and the language they spoke, (which was very different from any I had ever heard) united to confirm me in this belief.

      Africa is likely a closed nation that was not yet completely dominated by Europeans, as apartheid had occurred about 200 years after Equiano's time. Thus, unless one were to travel outside of the continent or trade frequently on the coast, European people were nearly completely unheard of. Having no previous reference with which to judge his situation, Equiano falls back on his religion to attempt to make sense of the current situation and why those around him looked so different. Being pale too, it was no wonder Equiano felt they might have been dead. As he likely saw many times, when a corpse is no longer fresh blood falls out of the outer layers of skin and it seems to lose color. Having almost none at all, Equiano reasoned these could be no Earthly beings.

    7. Their money consisted of little white shells, the size of the finger nail.

      Currency in these functional societies seem to be largely symbolic, with little inherent value placed in the currencies themselves. This is a far cry to the European currencies that are spoken of later in the chapter. Most of them are made of metals with their value tied to some store of wealth or are largely evident of wealth on their own. The best example of this is Sterling. The currency was made with a blend of copper and silver, making the coins universally valuable as opposed to using them purely for regulation of goods and services.

    8. This man had two wives and some children, and they all used me extremely well, and did all they could to comfort me; particularly the first wife, who was something like my mother.

      Something Equiano did not compare to Islamic religions was Bigamy. In Europe he saw many monogamous couples that would take him in as a servant, but very rarely would there be multiple wives. If my memory serves me, any one man can marry up to three women, but the case is not so for women. This one sided polygamy gets more and more common the deeper into the middle east one travels. It is not surprising then that similar traditions made their way into a close or connecting nation.

    9. As to religion, the natives believe that there is one Creator of all things, and that he lives in the sun, and is girted round with a belt that he may never eat or drink; but, according to some, he smokes a pipe, which is our own favourite luxury. They believe he governs events, especially our deaths or captivity; but, as for the doctrine of eternity, I do not remember to have ever heard of it: some however believe in the transmigration of souls in a certain degree.

      This coincides with a few of the general tenements of Judeo-Islam-Christian religions. That there is a singular creator, and he has sway over the earth and its inhabitants. Closer still does this approach earlier religions where the universe was said to be finite and contain divine beings in heavenly spheres. Lastly, it mirrors the notion that to some there is an afterlife to quarter oneself in with the help of one's god. However, it is noted later that the spirit plane, as opposed to being in the heavens, is parallel to that of the living and contains guardian spirits as opposed to souls petitioning god and his angels to bless their living family with good fortune.

    10. All are taught the use of these weapons; even our women are warriors, and march boldly out to fight along with the men.

      This is likely a sign of an untouched society developing to value function over form. The Europeans and all their colonies are a far cry from this. As most women that were not enslaved would not begin to be considered for combat. It was, for the longest time and even still to some degree in western civilization, that women are to stay home and take care of the children and duties around the house. Comparatively, African society is more flexible in this regard and allows for everyone to take part in everything. In fact, it is likely encouraged they do to achieve peak efficiency and live off the land where no terraforming has ripped apart the land to make it blatantly favorable for farming until the nutrients completely vacate the soil.