Eddins, "Depraved New World"

[Das Narren Schyff]

Dave Monroe wrote:
> 
> ... hm, maybe it's time to petition Indiana University Press to put
> Eddins' book back into print--by far one of the most interesting and
> useful pieces of Pynchoniana around.  Anyway, "Victoria is a Catholic,"
> indeed, but hardly, er, orthodox ...


She leaves the convent after only a few weeks because she
wants to be THE (Eddins calls this desire "symptomatic of
the usurping temperament of gnosticism" GP.60,)  Bride of
Christ. Victoria is a Catholic, this is the most important
fact about her. 

Again, See 

http://www.newadvent.org/fathers/140615.htm

With a heart no longer stony, thou canst see in these stone
tablets a suitableness to
that hard-hearted people; and at the same time thou canst
find even there the stone,
thy Bridegroom, described by Peter as "a living stone,
rejected by men, but chosen
of God, and precious." 

The gnosticizing of History--the plastic, pornographic,
white, colonial Imperial History, (A Colonial God destroying
the Aboriginal during the CATHOLIC MASS, Victoria is a
Catholic, and she is also English) usurps the place of
Humanity (the true Bride of the True Christ) and in the
process the dispensation: 

 The act of dispensing. b. Something dispensed. c. A
specific arrangement or system by which something is
dispensed. 2. An exemption or a release from an obligation
or a rule, granted by or as if by an authority. 3.a. An
exemption from a church law, a vow, or another similar
obligation granted in a particular case by an ecclesiastical
authority. b. The document containing this exemption. 4.
Theology. a. The divine ordering of worldly affairs. b. A
religious system or code of commands considered to have been
divinely revealed or appointed.    

Prayed in the ghetto with my face in the cement,
Heard the last moan of a good Priest 
seen the massacre of the innocent
Felt his palms, arm and the switch, became nauseated.
She's walking the streets while the Mass is desecrated. 

East of the Jordan, hard as the Rock of Gibraltar,
I see the burning of the page,
Curtain risin' on a new age,
See the groom still waitin' at the altar.