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  1. Feb 2021
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    1. She worried about that mirror of his.

      She might be worried because it makes him self-absorbed. By looking at the mirror he would notice he imperfections, his 'apeness', and he would try to fix it. Of course he can't fix it because it is in human nature to be ape-like. She is probably worried about him because the mirror is probably also making him unhappy, which she would not like. The mirror is also probably changing his focus. He is no longer looking at her, which makes her sad, but that's the cost of having a mirror in your house grl. She wants him to turn back like he was before the mirror ' face settle back once more into the gentle lines she had once known. '

    2. I left its name out of this

      I love how he is making an excuse that is so elaborate that it could be its own philosophy. He must really not want to kill the goat because that's one effortful excuse. I get what he is saying, that we are lying to ourselves if we think what we are doing is good, and that traditions such as this one are good because they are in the name of God. I am not sure why he seems to think that it is worse to kill and eat the goat than to simply kill it.

      In this passage he seems to be talking to his sister, but I don't actually think she is there because we don't see her talking to him, but somehow he is answering her. We might be witnessing the voices in his head.

    3. He was dressed in black. Her fleshless hand lay still in his fleshless fingers. His head had not been sewn back properly; it was precariously leaning to one side and it seemed as if it would fall off any moment. His skull had a jagged crack running down from the centre of the forehead to the tip of the lower jaw; the skull had been crudely welded back into shape, so much so it looked as though it would fall apart any moment.

      'fall off any moment', 'fall apart any moment' Any idea why he is using these exact words? Like everything is trying to keep it together, but just can't, and is slowly crumbling. It is breaking the stitches, eh? And he must be his father right? I think the narrator said in some previous page that his father's head had been sewn back. Apparently it was not sewn well enough because it was about to fall off at any moment.

      These short stories are weird. I can't get anything out of them. Not cool.

    4. outhern Comfort

      I am not sure why a black person would never drink Southern Comfort. It was a whisky created in New Orleans by some Irish Bartender, who is considered to be one of the first mixologists. Southern Comfort is also famous for its fruity flavors. Now that I think about it, Southern Comfort is based in the southern states, so it may be underwood as a symbol of oppression over black folk, but I am not sure I can claim that. Given historical context, the name could be potentially problematic, and is probably the reason why black people wouldn’t drink Southern Comfort. (115)

    5. Aime Cesaire, LeRoi Jones, James Baldwin, Senghor, and a well-thumbed copy of Christopher Okigbo's poems

      All of them are black writers from different backgrounds. Here we notice Philip's obsession with black culture. I say obsession because the narrator says 'Clarity, it seemed, had been sacrificed for ugly mood. Even the praises of 'Blackness' had a sour note in them. One felt live coals hissing in a sea of paranoia.' when talking about Philip's writings. He points out that it is not communicating an idea that drives Philip's writing, but his mood. On these pages the narrator sees Philips raw emotions, which or mostly negative, judging by the words 'discontent, disillusionment an outrage'(used in the previous sentence). Even the positive things like praises are turned negative because of the hopeless perspective that Philip provides. Probably one of my favorite lines is 'Black despair lit up by suicidal vision. ' I am not exactly sure what to make of it. His despair is fueled by suicidal visions, visions that are impossible, that exist only in his mind, but are actually harmful. I don't know. I just like the line.

    6. The oily white-hot sunlight streamed its asphalt-melting energy, casting razor-sharp beams of highlights in the windows. A fat bulldog, tongue stretched out on to the shaded pavement, lazily scanned us with one beady eye. A livid white ring seemed to radiate vividly around the sun. It made me think of the white down on a white dove's breast. Swan-white. And Leda when Zeus transfixed her in mid-air. It made me think of Harry's rubber snake. The white underbelly of a stinking reptile. The stench of it gave the sun a nauseous hue. And it was touching everything. Pushing me into the room and my teeth ached like the chatterclutter of a typewriter. The handcuffs were too tight.

      So here we have entered a new segment. I honestly noticed it at the end of the paragraph. In retrospect, there were these three dot separator things there, but I missed them. I want to talk about a really smooth transition here, and an association that very few people can make, there I say none. Yay I dare "none". We start it off with a livid white ring that was around the Sun. One would expect that to be a positive thing, so naturally he continues on talking about the white on a white dove's breast. That is also a positive image, white doves are associated with peace(Which is funny because he is in a violent situation at the moment). Then we go to Swan-Like and Leda and Zeus, Zeus who became a Swan and seduced Leda. The he was reminded of Harry's snake ;) which is a reptile, and the underbelly of the "stinking"reptile is white as the ring around the Sun. The stench of the reptile? noooo, the stench of the Sun was nauseating. That transition was so masterfully done that I can't even...

    7. It said: 'Kaffirs at the back. Kaffirs .. .'

      Kaffir is an offensive racial term which means black African. It evolved in the pre-colonial period as an equivalent to negro. By just this bit of information we can see that the narrator is not welcome. The term grew more popular around 1948, however it has since become actionable. When describing the term, the euphemism the K-word is now often used instead of kaffir. So, now we know how offensive this term is meant to be. You can proceed reading the novel brighter and bolder.

    8. -The old man died beneath the wheels of the twentieth century. There was nothing left but stains, bloodstains and fragments of flesh, when the whole length of it was through with eating him. And the same thing is happening to my generation. No, I don't hate being black. I'm just tired of saying it's beautiful. No, I don't hate mysel£ I'm just tired of people bruising their knuckles on my jaw. I'm tired of racking my brains in the doorway. I don't know. Nothing turns out as exactly intended. A cruel sarcasm rules our lives. Sometimes freedom's opportunity is a wide waistline. The bulldozers have been and gone and where once our heroes danced there is nothing but a hideous stain. They stretched the wings of our race, stretched them out against the candle-flame. There was nothing left but the genitals of senile gods. My life -my life is a spider's web; it is studded with minute skeletons of genius -My life -

      must return here a thousand times

    9. stitches

      I think I might have cracked it, but one can never be sure. I think that the stitches were his writings. It was what ordered his mind. He need it because due to his condition his memories were probably as fragmented as the novel is. I just noticed that he called his works stitches in a previous page 'The stitches were published'.

      I was wrong about my remark on page 62 about the three short sentences. I would argue that the exact opposite of what I said there is true. He actually cared deeply about the fact that his stitches were taken out of print. And that is why on pages 62 and 63 he uses unfinished sentences like 'But those stitches, those poems ... ', 'But those stitches ... ', 'Yes, those stitches, those poems ... '. My argument is that Marechera felt too much pain talking about how his stitches were taken out of print. That is why he glossed over the fact by using three simple short sentences. However, he couldn't drop it, he periodically slipped the unfinished sentences that show him reminiscing about the stitches, we might even say that he is grieving.

      Would you agree with this? I think it is interesting to talk about.

    10. The pane misted soothingly against my lips. I could see in the Great Hall thousands of heads opening and shutting against great glasses of secretive beer. On the platform were five heads; one was opening and shutting against an offended microphone. Three were furiously scratching the bellies of itchy guitars. The fifth head, tightly locked within itself, was butting against the stretched skin of drums that no longer knew pain. In the space directly beneath the platform there was a scarred head dancing clumsily with a haughty chair.

      Interesting way to describe a concert.

    11. But those stitches, those poems ...

      What about them, and later 'But those stitches...' WHAT ABOUT THEM??? And why did you create such a detailed description to separate the two.

      I hope AlexV can answer because I am at an impasse. Please aid me.

    12. And I was whole again. The stitches were published. The reviewers made obscene noises. It is now out of print.

      These three short sentences describe how his work was 'destroyed'. That is something that a normal author would take to heart, and would take the time to explain what happened, why it happened. Why were the reviewers so upset. A lot can be said about why a book was taken out of print, especially by its author, but Marechera chooses not to do that because that is not what was important. What was important was 'As I read it every single word erased itself into my mind.' Whatever this means. How do you erase something into something I have no clue. Earlier he said 'My thoughts chalked themselves', so the process was automatic, I would even say it was like a trance. He refers to the process of writing the story to be a 'dreamless sleep', which would suggest that he didn't really remember the story, he just wrote it, and then when he read the words, they erased from the page and entered his mind. That's my guess, but honestly, I have no clue. Pls help. Page 62.

    13. 'Render unto Caesar the things that are Caesar's. St Paul himself, in ... '

      The original phrase was "Render therefore to Caesar the things that are Caesar’s; and to God, the things that are God’s," I wonder why he did not say it like that. I also wonder what he was going to say about St Paul.

      This phrase was used by Jesus, who endorsed paying taxes to the Romans. Give the Romans what is theirs. In this case the priest is saying Give the whites what is theirs, submit, give in, and you will not be harmed.

      Later he continues '... in the Epistle to the Romans it specifically says that loyalty rather than insurrection is the supreme Christian virtue.' He once again says that they should submit to the oppressors because Christianity does not support insurrection, but rather loyalty and servitude. That begs the question however, how have the white people deserved the loyalty that Christianity is wants to support.

    14. pink triangular pills

      The pink triangular pills might turn out to be U-47700. These are synthetic opioids. Some of their street names are “Pink”, "Pinky", or “U4”. What is characteristic of them is that they are extremely potent, and it is very easy to overdose on them. The fact that he is using these with a combination with some 'white tranquilizers' means that 1. he needs to be really calm during the exams, or 2. he is really stupid, or 3. He can't get a hold of anything more reasonable because he is in Zimbabwe.

      Obviously the fact that he does not know their names is also very telling of how much he cares about his health. So we see him mix extremely strong opioids with some 'white' tranquilizers, and he does not even know what they are. I think there was a line about the dead soul in a previous sentence, and how when your soul is dead, you don't care about your body. I guess he is taking that to heart. (50)

    15. She spoke with an intensity that seemed to refract my character the way a prism analyses clearly the light striking its surfaces. That I have no recollection of what it was she spoke about reveals much of the dirtier side of my nature. But I in turn told her about my nervous breakdown when I had become aware of persons around me whom no one else could see.

      So what he is noticing is her intonation, but not the content of what she is saying. He is focused on her voice and body language I guess, judging by the comment about the dirtier side, I'd say that his attention is focused on her body mainly.

      I am not sure why he said that her intensity refracted his character. I expected him to say that the intensity reflected his character. When something refracts it changes direction, so would it be reasonable to assume that Marechera is telling us that his character was changing just by the intensity of her speech, not the actual content of it. That must be one powerful orator. Impressed.

    16. 'They must have some leads I suppose, and they've sent 33 him to .. .' 'But we know,' she said slowly. 'That picture in the newspapers,' I reminded her without conviction. 'They probably know I'm the weakest link in the chain,' I added. 'We had to feed that to them,' she said. I looked up sharply. 'Did you have to tell them about my being .. .' 'It was my idea,' she said. And her eyes were sparkling. I was staring at the legend on her breast and thinking about black heroes. did you have to paint yourself up like that?' I demanded weakly. Her eyes opened wider; there were stars in them. I had to change the conversation. trouble getting through?' She bit her lip ruefully: little,' she said. She was looking closely into my face. 'I left the House of Hunger today;' I explained vaguely. 'What about the girl?' she insisted. 'Immaculate? With a name like that she'll survive.' 'Do you still-are you still .. .?'

      So many unfinished sentences. He thinks he is so smart with these missing links in those sentences. Yeah I said it, yeah, missing link get it, probably not why he did it. If you have any insights please share them with me.

    17. Harry flashed

      That's a good one. I imagine flashed would signify that his response was quick , and fading at the end. Might he be insecure. Probably not,though maybe yes.

    18. 'Don't let's get personal,

      Let's not get personal. His syntax is not completely crazy. I have noticed that he usually just inverts the positions of two words in a sentence. Why?

    19. An extreme case of the left hand not caring a piss about what the right hand was doing. I was, I knew, a dead tree, dry of branch and decayed in the roots. A tree however that was still upright in the sullen spleen of wind. And caught among the gnarled branches were a page from Shakespeare's Othello and page one of the Rhodesia Herald with a picture of me glaring angrily at the camera lens.

      I am not sure what to think about that paragraph. I have some thoughts about it, but I struggle with expressing them.

      His metaphors are tough to crack. I think that this one is similar to the metaphor about the flies and the public toilet, however this one feels more personal. Here we see the absurdity of his own existence, not of humanity's.

      The left hand not interested in what the right was doing - I guess it might mean that one side is blind to see that it is reliant on the other. It might be expressing the self absorption of one side, its selfishness. I still struggle to see how it ties together with the rest of the paragraph. Maybe it was the fact that he did not care about his health on which he is obviously reliant, but has forgotten about it because his soul is dead already and that ties nicely together with the rotten tree that has a page of Shakespeare and Marechera's own photo. May be saying that he is superficial. The page from Shakespeare would not normally be found on a rotten tree, and it would not help the tree survive. Same goes for the photo.

      I don't know guys, these metaphors are killing me. Hope someone will enlighten me soon.

    20. But Harry leaned forward and upset my glass.

      Hahahahahahaha, he had me in the first half. This guy... He acted as if he was going back to another fragment linked it to the one with Harry, and they intertwined. The fragments existed in the same world for a bit, but they actually didn't. Wow...

    21. 'You literary chaps are our only hope,' Harry began. I choked politely on my drink. Then we are sunk, I thought.

      Just want to highlight how hilarious this one is. And true.

    22. I threw the bits of torn exercise-books back into my box and walked out to the grocer's, where I bought three brand new exercise-books and a half-loaf of bread with a bit of butter.

      Why did he tear his books only to buy new ones. Was his demonstration ill-intentioned or not? I think he was showing his mother his contempt towards the language, but I cannot claim that with certainty. He then bought new ones because the inescapable truth is that he needs new one.

      It is funny that the same store that sells english exercise books, also sells bread and butter. I think that's another metaphor for the human condition. I am joking of course, or am I...

    23. A cloud of flies from the nearby public toilet was humming Handel's 'Hallelujah Chorus'. It was an almost perfect photograph of the human condition.

      The images he creates and then uses as metaphors are extremely novel most of the time. I think they might be quite effective if I understood them. One can't help, but feel them however.

      A bunch of flies (insects linked to feces) humming the Hallelujah Chorus (a chorus some might consider to be 'high-art' whatever that might mean). The flies are located at the public toilet and are in a cloud. The human condition is absurd, trying to produce art out of fecal matter - flies buzzing Hallelujah.

      I am not sure how this metaphor works.

    24. we one stormy night gagged him

      We gagged him one stormy night. While I think that this syntax is fun to read, and is interesting, I still fail to see its purpose. Something is seriously wrong.

    25. capitalists and imperialists. 'And the bloody whites,'

      Making fun of his brother for using cliches. There is many Peters(people using cliches, and oversimplifying problems) in all oppressed peoples, and I think that they are essential to furthering a cause. That's because not everyone has the patience to look at a problem form multiple directions, in fact most people can't be bothered to do that. You can't have a movement without people to support it, however people won't support it if they don't understand it. That's why you need people like Peter - to simplify the problem and draw people on his side. That fact doesn't stop Marechera from making fun of his brother.

    26. Any good you get from people you'll have to pay for later,

      Sounds like my brother - 5th year medicine student - hates life and people - will become doctor

    27. dead cat

      Oh, so the cat that was screaming in agony was a real cat that was being torched and tortured by the neighbor kids parallel to the girl's beating.

    28. Gut-rot, that was what one steadily became. And whatever insects of thought buzzed about inside the tin can of one's head as one squatted astride the pit-latrine of it, the sun still climbed as swiftly as ever and darkness fell upon the land as quickly as in the years that had gone.

      Ok ok ok. This passage is cool and powerful. Very vivid image. Kind of disgusting. Love it.

    29. intoxicated

      I think it is a bit boring, saying that freedom is intoxicating. Hardly a novel concept. Remember Under The Yoke? There is a whole passage that is about how freedom is intoxicating even before you have acquired it.

    30. agga or beer or cigarettes

      It's sad that he compares the desire for freedom to the desire for drugs. Maybe that's the point. He doesn't think that freedom is a pure value that everyone should strive for. Other explanation might be that he actually holds drugs and freedom in high esteem, which I would say is stupid, and am not interested in the idea. The former sounds way more interesting to me, and would like to learn more.

    31. Kids who were to sacrifice their All for freedom -all growing up here.

      What? they would sacrifice All in order to get freedom? is that what he means? Sounds right, but I'm not sure

    32. Tarzan things and Tarzan thongs

      That's the schizophrenia speaking and it's so obvious hahaha. My brother is currently studying psychiatry and told me that mentally ill people like to couple similar sounding word together - things - thongs. They also like rhymes.

    33. Super this, super that.

      That's funny. Obviously dislikes it now, ok maybe not obviously, but I think so. Why would he focus on something so unimportant as the name of a Superhero. There was nothing super in the ghetto? Also he thinks that Spiderman. Superman. Batman. are British comics

    34. weddings, arrests, church services, the school-bell summoning us to assembly, summary evictions, football, insults, athletics,

      He likes to list stuff. Why does he list so much, so often. Idk

    35. I was the drunken brawls. I was my father one night coming home with a knife sticking out of his back. I was the family next door being callously evicted because the father had died -it was to happen to my own family too.

      These associations may be used to demonstrate how inescapable the situation was. How everyone was to suffer the same fate.

      Another reason why he might be using these associations in this manner, is simply because he relates strongly to them, and wants us to understand that by saying he was them.

      One can never be certain.

    36. Rusape 'society'

      Rusape is a city. Why is society put in quotation marks, I am not sure. Maybe it is a dysfunctional society because of the inequality, oppression, misery. Idk. Maybe there is some cult in Rusape that he refers to as "society" because the town is a strongly religious one, but I doubt it.

  3. Jan 2021
    1. DAMBUDZO

      Dambudzo is a different version of the same name which means (appropriately enough in view of his short but eventful life) 'the troubled one' or 'the one who brings trouble'.