VV(4) - Stencil's Farm & Adam's Virgin
David Morris
fqmorris at hotmail.com
Tue Nov 14 10:36:55 CST 2000
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(62) Around each seed of a dossier, therefore, had eveloped a nacreous mass
[...] He tended each seashell on his submarine scungille farm
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http://www.m-w.com/cgi-bin/dictionary
Main Entry: na·cre
Pronunciation: 'nA-k&r
Function: noun
Etymology: Middle French, from Old Italian naccara drum, nacre, from Arabic
naqqArah drum
Date: 1718
: MOTHER-OF-PEARL
- na·cre·ous /-krE-&s, -k(&-)r&s/ adjective
http://www.hyperarts.com/pynchon/v/s.html
Scungille shell:
H. Stencil's scungille farm, 62; 178; what Botticelli's Venus seems to be
standing in; "There's nothing inside. Only the scungille shell." 370; 384;
[Education of Henry Adams]
http://www.hyperarts.com/pynchon/v/adams.html#virgin
Historians undertake to arrange sequences,--called stories, or
histories,--assuming in silence a relation of cause and effect. These
assumptions [...] have been astounding, but commonly unconscious and
childlike; so much so, that if any captious critic were to drag them to
light, historians would probably reply, with one voice, that they had never
supposed themselves required to know what they were talking about. [...]
Adams, for one, had toiled in vain to find out what he meant. [...] [H]e
insisted on a relation of sequence, and if he could not reach it by one
method, he would try as many methods as science knew. Satisfied that the
sequence of men led to nothing and that the sequence of their society could
lead no further, while the mere sequence of time was artificial, and the
sequence of thought was chaos, he turned at last to the sequence of force.
(pp.1068-69)
[T]he historian's business was to follow the track of the energy; to find
where it came from and where it went to; its complex source and shifting
channels; its values, equivalents, conversions. It could scarcely be more
complex than radium; it could hardly be deflected, diverted, polarised,
absorbed more perplexingly than other radiant matter. Adams knew nothing
about any of them, but as a mathematical problem of influence on human
progress, though all were occult, all reacted on his mind, and he rather
inclined to think the Virgin easiest to handle. (p.1074-75)
Modern politics is, at bottom, a struggle not of men but of forces. The men
become every year more and more creatures of force, massed about central
power-houses. The conflict is no longer between the men, but between the
motors that drive the men, and the men tend to succumb to their own motive
forces. (pp. 1104-05)
As history unveiled itself in the new order, man's mind had behaved like a
young pearl oyster, secreting its universe to suit its conditions until it
had built up a shell of nacre that embodied all its notions of the perfect.
Man knew it was true because he made it, and he loved it for the same
reason. [...] The woman especially did great things, creating her deities on
a higher level than the male, and, in the end, compelling the man to accept
the Virgin as guardian of the man's God. The man's part in his Universe was
secondary, but the woman was at home there, and sacrificed herself without
limit to make it habitable, when man permitted it, as sometimes happened for
protection against forces of nature. She did not think of her universe as a
raft to which the limpets stuck for life in the surge of a supersensual
chaos; she conceived herself and her family as the center and flower of an
ordered universe which she knew to be unity because she had made it after
the image of her own fecundity; and this creation of hers was surrounded by
beauties and perfections which she knew to be real because she herself had
imagined them. (pp. 1138-39)
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