IV The Secret Integration & Das Booty's His Story

[alice wellintown]

It's your boat; you get to tip it over or rock it like its hull ain't
got no soul.

Why does Larry's lawyer and a IV narrator keep telling us that the
Golden Fang Boat ain't got no human features; it ain't got no soul,
Brothah.  Like, did it ever have human shape and a soul?

Integration. Now that's a nice word. Did I parse it correct, did I do
good/well(?)?


Racial, Economic, Horizontal, Vertical, Integration clause in Contract
Law, Integrated production, Calculus, Indefinite Integration,
Antidifferentiation, Digital integration . . .

"integrating force which spars with the disintegrating forces of
analysis, and is itself a symbol capable of uniting both (as it unites
all oppositions)."

Did we neglect to mention religious or mythical forms of integration?

Analysis of P's "formative" readings of Conrad, T.S. Eliot,
Hemmingway, Fitzgerald and all those other "Catholics" is helpful.

Myhthical forms of Integration (kinda like the magic that the boyz ib
TSI use to conjure up Carl Barrington) have been secularized and
profaned by analytic forms of
integration.

Got that? Or should I repaet myself, again.

You know who THEY are, right?

THEY are secular/analytical desecualrized avatars of the great big
religious/mytholocial history P builds his novel (not unlike Joyce) up
from.


Secular history, the Modern condition.

For Modern Man (Joey, please correct all my non-PC abuses), all
attempts to INTEGRATE,
be it with Mandalas or social scientific theory--Freud to Brown--do
not provide what religion or myth once could. Aunt Reet is just a
little taste of what too soon will be Consumed by the uncool dudes who
raid Denis's Fridgedare (lie that grammar--poets call it inverted
syntax and they do it on purpose).

Love that story about Jung.

The Integrative function of the religious or magical (Mandala or
whatever)  is, in Modern America or Europe (but especially Europe; as
Rich Romeo's posting noted the decky dance is only catching on in
America) secularized analytical religion or magic.

Not one to listen to Nabokov's admonishments about allegory (Nabokov's
spelling and grammar were as bad as his accent BTW), P makes these
function allegorically in hos works.

To what end or purpose? Telos(?)?

To expose Modern Man's inclination or Disposition toward Paranoid
(there are several forms of Paranoia, here I mean Paranoia as
epistemological process, the Modern Mind
with all its aggregated apocalyptic momentum)  processing of experience.


When Paranoid Modern Man attempts to take refuge in myth or its
symbols, rituals, and so on, his attempts, his Quest, in counter
distinction to the
historical questers (Tannhauser, Pig Hero and so on), is secularized
and leads to annihilation, first of the self--scattered, but also
Community, and Life.

Das Golden Fang has no Human features, not Soul.

So why chase it?

Hunting Das Boot?

I'd rather be a Fisher Man. A Fisher of Man/Christ.

But there ain't no can of beer on that Golden Fang, no rods, no
reeeeeeeels real reeeeeel.

Gone Fishing.

PS I'm not the Professor; I'm Mary Anne in the haybarn boyz.