Wednesday 9 October 2013

Some Basic Notes on Thoreau

I am a Parcel of Vain Strivings Tied

I am a parcel of vain strivings tied
By a chance bond together,
Dangling this way and that, their links
Were made so loose and wide,
Methinks,
For milder weather.

A bunch of violets without their roots,
And sorrel intermixed,
Encircled by a wisp of straw
Once coiled about their shoots,
The law
By which I'm fixed.

A nosegay which Time clutched from out
Those fair Elysian fields,
With weeds and broken stems, in haste,
Doth make the rabble rout
That waste
The day he yields.

And here I bloom for a short hour unseen,
Drinking my juices up,
With no root in the land
To keep my branches green,
But stand
In a bare cup.

Some tender buds were left upon my stem
In mimicry of life,
But ah! the children will not know,
Till time has withered them,
The woe
With which they're rife.

But now I see I was not plucked for naught,
And after in life's vase
Of glass set while I might survive,
But by a kind hand brought
Alive
To a strange place.

That stock thus thinned will soon redeem its hours,
And by another year,
Such as God knows, with freer air,
More fruits and fairer flowers
Will bear,
While I droop here.

- Henry David Thoreau.











Mohandas Gandhi on Thoreau:

Credited Thoreau's essay with being “the chief cause of the abolition of slavery in America” and wrote, “Thoreau was a great writer, philosopher, poet, and withal a most practical man, that is, he taught nothing he was not prepared to practice in himself. He was one of the greatest and most moral men America has produced. At the time of the abolition of slavery movement, he wrote his famous essay "On the Duty of Civil Disobedience". He went to gaol for the sake of his principles and suffering humanity. His essay has, therefore, been sanctified by suffering. Moreover, it is written for all time. Its incisive logic is unanswerable.
For Passive Resisters (1907)

Dr Martin Luther King Jr. on Thoreau:

“During my student days I read Henry David Thoreau's essay On Civil Disobedience for the first time. Here, in this courageous New Englander's refusal to pay his taxes and his choice of jail rather than support a war that would spread slavery's territory into Mexico, I made my first contact with the theory of nonviolent resistance. Fascinated by the idea of refusing to cooperate with an evil system, I was so deeply moved that I reread the work several times.
I became convinced that noncooperation with evil is as much a moral obligation as is cooperation with good. No other person has been more eloquent and passionate in getting this idea across than Henry David Thoreau. As a result of his writings and personal witness, we are the heirs of a legacy of creative protest. The teachings of Thoreau came alive in our civil rights movement; indeed, they are more alive than ever before. Whether expressed in a sit-in at lunch counters, a freedom ride into Mississippi, a peaceful protest in Albany, Georgia, a bus boycott in Montgomery, Alabama, these are outgrowths of Thoreau's insistence that evil must be resisted and that no moral man can patiently adjust to injustice. -The Autobiography of Martin Luther King, Jr.

Thoreau on society and State:

“What old people say you cannot do you try and find that you can.” – Economy.

“The mass of men serve the state thus, not as men mainly, but as machines, with their bodies. They are the standing army, and the militia, jailers, constables, posse comitatus, &c. In most cases there is no free exercise whatever of the judgment or of the moral sense: but they put themselves on a level with wood and earth and stones; and wooden men can perhaps be manufactured that will serve the purpose as well.
Such command no more respect than men of straw or a lump of dirt. They have the same sort of worth only as horses and dogs. Yet such as these even are commonly esteemed good citizens.” Civil Disobedience.

“How does it become a man to behave toward this American government to-day? I answer, that he cannot without disgrace be associated with it. I cannot for an instant recognize that political organisation as my government which is the slave’s government also.”Civil Disobedience.

“Thus the State never intentionally confronts a man’s sense, intellectual or moral, but only his body, his senses. It is not armed with superior wit or honesty, but with superior physical strength. I was not born to be forced. I will breathe after my own fashion. Let us see who is the strongest. What force has a multitude? They only can force me who obey a higher law than I. They force me to become like themselves. I do not hear of men being forced to live this way or that by masses of me. What sort of life were that to live?" – Civil Disobedience.

The Transcendentalists:

“The Transcendentalists were eclectic rather than systematic, any brief description of their views tends to be reductive… …As James Freeman Clarke observed about himself and his contemporaries, the Transcendentalists were ‘a club of likeminded, I suppose because no two of us thought alike.’
The unity within this diversity was a feeling that American literature, philosopy, and religion, as well as government, society, and individuals, were not fulfilling the potential that they believed was possible. Although Thoreau refused to be a member of any collective movement, he did occasionally refer to himself as a Transcendendalist (partially because this self-description could be counted on to confuse and dismay people)…
…Indeed their primary activities were forms of self-expression rather than the kinds of social, economic, or political actions that the bustling 19th century would have been likely to comprehend.” – Introduction to Walden and Civil Disobedience.

Thoreau on the human condition:

“The mass of men lead lives of quiet desperation. What is called resignation is confirmed desperation. From the desperate city you go into the desperate country, and have to console yourself with the bravery of minks and muskrats. A stereotyped but unconscious despair is concealed even under what are called the games and amusements of mankind.”Economy.


Thompson's debt letter


Thompson had crafted a lunatic form letter designed to get creditors off his back;  it worked about half the time.

(from one of Thompson’s letters to Sally, The Proud Highway




                            April 2, 1958
562 West 113th
New York City.

Dear Sally,
                Mail this when you get a chance, will  you? If this one doesn’t scare the bastards off, then nothing will. I think I should send a copy of this letter to the AMA (American Medical Association) as a sample of a schizophrenic mind at work: it’s a real whopper. Anyone who would try to collect any money from the author of this letter would have to be an out-and-out fool.
                If they come looking for me with nets, tell them I left several weeks ago to go over to Gainesville, Florida to apply for a job as a religion editor on a paper there. Just as long as they never discover that I’m in New York, I’m all right.

                Thanks, Hunter.

“Debt Letter”

Say man, what is all this? I just got back from New Orleans and the first thing I find is a threat from you people – some wild yap about jail and court and lawyers and such: what do you think I am – some kind of moneybag? Here I am trying to sell my short story trilogy, and you people hound me at every turn – howling and moaning about some idiotic debts! Who are you anyway? I never bought a damn thing from you people. What kind of rotten business are you in – that you have to hound people all over the country? I get a bunch of mail about every two or three months, and every damn time I get some, I find a threat from you!
                What the hell are you trying to do, anyway? Don’t you realize that I can’t work with all this war coming on us? This atomic fallout is God’s WRATH! With the end of the world right on top of us, I can’t afford to work. If I don’t get my work published now, I may never get it published! Haven’t you heard of serving God and Mammon? With all this sex going on a people forgetting about Godf, how can you hound me like this? We’re taking the whiskey into our bodies all the time and drink God’s BLOOD! I can’t hold a job – I get worried all the time and feel half crazy… what are you doing with all this money… we all have a home in Heaven… what’s all this trouble?
                You don’t understand the strain I’m under: I’m not the same man I was a year ago. Worrying about my work and money and jobs all the time is driving me crazy! I have to get my work published! Why don’t you talk to some of these publishers you know and get me an advance so I can write a novel? Then I’ll have some money… then you’ll have it… I won’t get these threats! I got a disease of some kind over in New Orleans and I can’t even go to a doctor! Everybody thinks it’s funny, but I have to get a job. I might be the assistant religion editor of the Gainesville Sun pretty soon… I’m going over there next week to see about a job. I had a car but somebody took it in St Louis. Oh God, what’s happening all the time? Everybody wants to steal and drink and sex and take everybody’s money away from people who don’t even sell anything and there’s atomic fallout everywhere and war coming on. The whole world is going crazy and I don’t even have a job. You’ve got to stop threatening me! I’m not well – I have a blister on my leg and that damn disease all over my stomach. I can’t even think what I want to say anymore… this worry is driving me crazy.
                I tried to work in New Orleans and they made me quit. If I get this thing in Gainesville I’ll be a religion editor and publish my own book in the paper. After that I’ll have a job and get well.


                                                Sincerely, Hunter S. Thompson.




Extracts from an Open Letter to Erbacce


Mr Guthrie would like to point out in his open letter that Erbacce Press are the only publishing company to have supported his work throughout "a) my deep depression b) my alcohol, marijuana, mushroom, tobacco, LSD and sex addiction, and c) my chronic paranoia and uncontrollable fits of hysteria related to multiple personality syndrome."
"If," he says, "in the following pages, a certain derisory or sarcastic tone is adopted in reference to the company, I would like it to be known, that this is only in line with the confusion deliberately set forth in the work, which it is hoped would force the reader into a decision-making process which filters dramatic fiction, from the actual beliefs and day-to-day reality of the author."
In the original manuscript it is said that Mr Guthrie "would like to thank Erbacce Press and those affiliated with such - particularly Alan Corkish, a local street-fighter, both for the selfless, unending work they do to make writers' lives marginally bearable, and also for putting up with egotistical arseholes such as myself."
In "terms of fact and fiction" Mr Guthrie states in his letter, "...the simple and unarguable fact is, that Erbacce deserve a great deal of money to come their way - the fiction is, that it is actually going to come..."

   -   from the handbook preface to "The Lonely Road - Additional Notes on the Open Letter to Erbacce" by Prof E.E. Esposito.