Crutchfield, Cherokee, Red River notes

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On Sunday, May 29, 2016, Joseph Tracy <brook7 at sover.net> wrote:

> What, No one likes the sound of my 'Crutchfield as the spirit of Andrew
> Jackson' theory?  slight alterations wth  Thoughts first
> >
> >
> > 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.
> >
> > 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”
> >
> > 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.
> >
> > 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.
>
>
> >
> >
> > 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.
> >
> > 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)
> >
> > “Here now is Crutchfield or Crouchfield, the westwardman.”
> >
> > 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
> >
> > 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.
> >
> > 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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