MDDM Chapter 44 "a haze of green Resurrection" (441.2)

[Terrance]

Terrance wrote:
> 
>  And it's obviously about Christ because she mentions both Christ and
> the Pilot of the galilean lake--St. Peter. And she has made no
> distinction, as you are doing here, between the Christian superstition
> and the general spookiness of other religions because she says the
> Captain disrespects Christ, Fate, Peter and the god Neptune. What jumps
> out at me here is not Christ or Neptune, both obvious reasons not to
> sail on a Friday, but Saint Peter.

OK, one more on this
.I know I posted on this at some length back when
we were reading it or I circled back to it, but can't find it in the
archives, anyway, 

Dixon sees a shockingly young Woman hard at work under the layers of
decrepitude. So the old, broken down woman gazer is really a young girl
in disguise.  Dixon can't resist and he flirts. It seems that Dixon has
seen the truth of the matter and Mason has been completely fooled, but
after they pay the girl, she gives them their moneys worth. She's a
local with a lot of good information and it's cheap too. Mason thinks
they should consider sailing on another day, but Dixon has seen straight
through the carnival or maybe he hasn't cause he tells Mason

"'tis the age of Reason, we are men of science, all days are alike, the
same number of identical seconds, each proceeding in but one direction
(west, linear, line, time, clock
and all that) irreclaimable. 

Dixon, and here the irony bights him in the ass again, says, IF they
must have omens let it be Venus day. 
And the impostor says, day of the week be damned, and provides them with
far more than they have paid for. 

And if we have any doubt that Dixon and Mason have gotten what they paid
for, we have the song. 
That is the song of sailors and it is where I find the implied author's
voice. 

The sailors know, that men of power will press them into service and
wage war and have little respect for anything but money and power
politics. So, Ahab sails on Christmas Eve. But the superstitions of
sailors, pagan and christian, keep one man alive to tell the tale. Dead
men tell none.