Dear Hardeman and all,
I went back and re-read this chapter (Chapter X, A Bosom Friend); the
tone is more complex than my first response indicates, and I think I can
also make a case for seeing some separation between author Melville and
narrator Ishmael here.
Melville is being openly contentious, even blasphemous, while Ishmael is
puzzling his way through things, 'feeling his way' as he goes.
It's worth noting that this chapter follows immediately after Chapter
IX, The Sermon, so the reader (and Ishmael) has just gotten a strong
dose of 19th century Protestantism. Melville now returns Queequeg and
Ishmael to the more private and intimate confines of the inn (and
eventually their bedroom). Ishmael studies Queequeg awhile and while in
contemplation of his (Queequeg's) serenity Ishmael notes a change in his
own mood: "I began to be sensible of strange feelings. I felt a melting
in me. No more my splintered heart and maddened hand were turned against
the wolfish world. This soothing savage had redeemed it." Now we have
Ishmael talking softly and thoughtfully, but Melville has him saying
things that are sure to rankle some (being 'redeemed' by a savage is
certainly not proper orthodox talk).
Next Melville has his two would-be worshipers divide up thirty silver
pieces (warning the reader of betrayal to come, though to the characters
the silver pieces seem no more significant than grains of sand), then
Melville has Ishmael actually consent to take part in worship of Yojo
(black idol of a black idolator). And though Ishmael's language and tone
is reflective and non-confrontational, the import is a direct challenge
to adherents of the commandments: "Can the magnanimous God of heaven and
earth possibly be jealous of an insignificant bit of black wood?" Why of
course not, concludes Ishmael, in direct contradiction of the
commandment to not worship false gods.
My own sense of all this is that Ishmael is trying to sort out the
difference between being an adherent of Jehovah vs. a follower of Jesus.
Do you follow the rules, adhere to the commandments? Or do you trust
yourself to be guided by the golden rule (and the beatitudes?), lead
where that might?
One other thought occurs to me as I ramble on here: Ishmael's on-the-fly
decision to plunge into idol worship with Queequeg echoes at least two
other places in the book - one at the end of Chapter XXII, Christmas,
where "we gave three heavy-hearted cheers and blindly plunged like fate
into the lone Atlantic," and the other at the end of Chapter XLI, Moby
Dick: "I gave myself up to the abandonment of the time and the place;
but while yet all a-rush to encounter the whale, could see naught in
that brute but the deadliest ill."
Hope I haven't tried anyone's patience too much here--
Phil W.
On 12/15/2013 10:04 AM, Hardeman wrote:
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