Crutchfield, Cherokee, Red River notes

Joseph Tracy brook7 at sover.net
Sun May 29 10:16:47 CDT 2016


What, No one likes the sound of my 'Crutchfield as the spirit of Andrew Jackson' theory?  slight alterations wth  Thoughts first 
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> THOUGHTS
> In previous reads I haven’t really known what to do with the Crutchfield/Crouchfield section, just let it sail past. But my Mom sold furniture and the name Crutchfield triggered a memory of her mention of wood furniture. And the CC character is associated with wood, barns, fine grain.. Crutchfield furniture is made in Georgia, original homeland of the Cherokee. Andy Jackson was one of the first Tyrannasurus Rump’s to tap into white nativism in a big way to steal the prime land owned by the Cherokee( They had their own newspapers, land deeds etc., very savvy culture prepared to adapt to European  changes)
> He is the perfect archetype of US imperialism and our secret first Hitler, one more face of the White Cocksman of the world of evil. 
Old Hickory
CC is liebensraum and racism in Slothrop’s part of the collective unconscious. But TS is from a family that stayed behind in the westward expansion and he is not endeared to CC. 
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> Pynchon plays the Red River Valley as a kind of imperialist theme song. Always on about how much we love home, always leaving to steal  another Valley from some stinking red.
Westward movement is now just movement, jobs replace land, capital flows across borders, families disperse, refugees seek refuge, but even in war zones there are plush toys, tablecloths. Remembrance of home.
> The red river is blood. 
In CC’s version of solipsism the weak ( chinks, niggers, lepers, cripples, feebs) are there to give bood( their lives and hearts and asses) to him, the glorious white Cocksman, (who puts the 1 in 1 percent). CC dresses them up as sex fetishes and signs of the American dream, the brave lads playing cowboy and indian with real blood. (Whappo’s silk hat reflects the coming holocaust)

> CC invites TS to " Light up and sit for a spell”
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> But TS, after listening to CC’s delight in blood and rape and the war yet to come, asks questions and the questions seem to break the spell
“Are those people real, or what?
A. Some are real, and some aren’t.
Q. Well are the real ones necessary? or unnecessary?
A. It depends what you have in mind.
Q. Shit, I don’t have anything in mind.
A. We do.”

This is a major hint from TS’s subconscious that They have plans for him and being a pard in these plans is not appetizing if you have no taste for blood or being raped.
> and after a
(Disneyfied) 
> vision of dead soldiers under snowin the Ardennes hoping to be reincarnated in rich suburban neighborhoods, he emerges back into the original memory on the streets of Roxbury, hoping to meet KK.
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> My feeling is this whole  CC part of the journey is actually a picture of TS not partaking while in the underworld and therefor not hooked like the Indian’s War Dog.

My general feeling about the memory being summoned by the Sodium Amytal is that Slothrop as college student went to hear Jazz and score some weed, got sick, fished out his harp from a public toilet, encountered his own racial fears when trying to buy the pot. The pursuit of the harp and the racial stereotypes are transformedby 'truth serum' as a kind of deep subconscious pot-filtered( the KK wordplay seems very marijuana to me) memory transformed into an Orphic journey to the underworld where he meets both past and present archetypes. Orson Welles movies frequently feature journeys to the dark side, subconscious memories, deceit, drugs, violence, sewers, and powerful predators similar to CC. 


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> NOTES  :
> TS enters Underworld through toilet
> journey down through shit, enters new space
> “No sun, no moon, only a long smooth sinewaving of the light.
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> people he knows are there - combination ruins and fully furnished bedrooms hung with velvet-with old expensive record players- a place of sheltering from disaster as if there is a Pearl Harbor every morning. He does not want to join others- is outside like hawk two  hawks( who is 2nd hawk? KK Katje?)emerges into thick green  watery light( like opening dream)
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> “Here now is Crutchfield or Crouchfield, the westwardman.”  
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> Crutchfield American wood furniture from Georgia( Cherokee Indians,  Andrew Jackson called old hickory  trail of tears starts here)
> White Cocksman of the terre mauvais   Offers to smoke shit 
> Uncle Sam as lord of underworld
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> solipsism only different
> the view or theory that the self is all that can be known to exist. Well OK one of everything to fuck.
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> Red River Valley( song of departure)
> What Red Means?   Blood shed to get empire: red heifer(sacrifice in Bible associated with Christ), red indians, red headed niggers, FDR reds, kikes, dykes, cripples, Japs, Norwegians
> all the treaties broken, promises broken,immigrants used against each other, 

> Terre Mauvais     From Old French malvais (1080), from Latin malifātius (1st c.AD), from malum ‎(“bad”) + fatum ‎(“fate”).[1][2].Adjective[edit]mauvais m ‎(feminine singular mauvaise, masculine plural mauvais, feminine plural mauvaises)
> 	1	bad     2	wrong, incorrect, malicious
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