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I agree with Danielle, it's a product of the times. What was deemed "okay" in the 1930's or heck the 1970's you'd never get away with now.


Thank you so much for sharing your view!! What you said really helped me out alot and I think you've gone and gotten me interested in Just So Stories now. I'm curious.

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While Petergiaquinta wrote "Kipling could probably be called a racist, which I'm not sure would be accurately applied to Eliot."
Eliot and his creepy mentor/crony Ezra Pound peppered their snooty rags with anti-Semitic jibes and worse.
This is Eliot:
"And the Jew squats on the window sill, the owner
Spawned in some estaminet of Antwerp"
(Gerontion)
Accurate enough?
Pound, among many other things, produced an essay entitled, "The Jew, Disease Incarnate".
Given the prejudices of these Americans in Europe, is it surprising, therefore, that someone like Eliot would let his racist sentiments leak into a work intended for reading to children?
As to political correctness not existing in the 1930s, though, Danielle may be on to something. These people, poets and essayist with tremendous power over words, were able to get their nasty ideas across without challenge. Philip Larkin, writing in much the same tradition a generation later, had to curb his anti-Semitism in print, turning instead on women and the working class.

Yes, and that's something I don't understand about Eliot. As brilliant a writer as he is, he is caught up in this awful strand of antisemitism at the time (between the wars) expressed by many so-called "intellectuals," Pound being a prime example, although Pound not being someone I've ever warmed up to or cared much for on a personal or literary level. If I remember right, there was a book published in the late '80s that took a close look at Eliot's antisemitism and explored the contradictory impulses expressed in his writing and personal life.
For me, though, I expect more of Eliot. Both Chaucer and Shakespeare were writers in ages of far less political correctness than Eliot, but in their writing they somehow both give voice to the antisemitism of their times and yet transcend it. You could say that Shylock is the embodiment of "the Jew squat[ting] on the window sill," and yet Shakespeare humanizes and elevates him far beyond most of the non-Jewish Venetians in the play. And Chaucer in The Prioress's Tale mocks the absurdity of the Church's institutionalized antisemitism and skewers upstanding, well-mannered yet hateful figures like the Prioress ("snooty" would well be applied to her too). I likewise want Eliot with his big brain to be able to transcend the hatred of his times, but unfortunately I don't think he was up to it.
In my post I was distinguishing, however, between antisemitism and racism, not a distinction that is really worth defending in this discussion. But in my reading of Eliot I have not encountered the dismissive attitudes toward darker skinned peoples that you routinely will find in Kipling, and perhaps most awfully in his Just So Stories that I read out loud to my son but then skipped a few years later when reading to my daughter.

I read Eliot at school and like many of my contemporaries can quote great reams of him with pleasure and awe. But he was a blasted snob - from the silk hat of the Bradford Millionaire to the wearing of dentures, having yellow fingers, and the "stays" (?) and loose-morals of the tenant woman eating squalid food from tins. Ironically Pound had to censor some of his worst excesses, stopping the young man carbuncular from urinating and spitting.
I think Danielle hit the nail right on the head identifying the 1920s and 30s lack of what we nowadays call "political correctness". They seem just blind to otherness, and the fact that both Eliot and Pound were Americans living in Europe only makes it more bizarre. Pound even had the cheek, after the war, to ascribe his anti-Semitism to a bourgeois attitude he had succumbed to - as if the middle classes were as much to blame for the Holocaust as him. Auden, an upper crust ex-pat who moved in the opposite direction, may not have been such a great poet; but at least his politics are much more defensible.
The fact is, Eliot is still a god. He occupies the same sort of status D.H. Lawrence enjoyed before Kate Millet came along and destroyed him with Sex Pol. I would love some new scholarly genius to come along and explode the whole Pound Set for the toffy-nosed twerps they were. Only Faber would do their damnedest to scupper it.

They placed no remove, no barriers around themselves with or in their works.
At least that's my take on it ;-)


I do agree with you.
It's foolish to generalize that, because someone embraced or expressed a belief we find offensive that's all there is to consider, or that their work is wholly unworthy of our time. It's rare that anyone or anything is completely rotten. Apparently even Hitler liked dogs.
Most prejudices are the result of ignorance, and refusing to examine what offends us can only add to our own and the collective ignorance.
In the end we get to make our own choices as to how we relate to others and whether or not we subscribe to or agree with their words.


I'll leave it to someone else to speak to Pound...but "jackass" fails to do him justice. I'm not really even sure his poetry is worth holding one's nose for, to be perfectly honest.


Kipling, though...I don't treasure every word he's written. Here's my favorite thing by Kipling, though: a very interesting short story called "They":
http://gaslight.mtroyal.ca/they.htm



I'm not a complete expert in Kipling, but I feel safe enough to say that it's kind of retarded to give up the suspicion of T.S. Eliot but not that of Kipling. It's also kind of absurd, considering that Kipling was of hybrid cultural background and did much to give a (positive) idea of a different culture and for tolerance. His kind of "racism" is probably some of the most harmless and least suspicious in all of literature and the best kind of candidate for "an expression of the times".
Those off-hand claims ("oh btw., guess who else") are often made in a debate in order to appear "balanced" by throwing someone else one is more indifferent about to the dogs... More formal and rhetorical than substantial.


But turning to Pound, we're dealing with another level of involvement. We're talking about one of the architects of the holocaust. We're talking about a man who left London in disgust and went to Italy to live under "the boss" - Mussolini - and work out his economic theories which blamed all the world's woes on Jewish bankers. He did so partly in his verses. That's a crime against poetry.
I'm not saying don't read him. If you can can stomach him, by all means do so. I'm not calling for any book burning. But the health warning needs to printed on the front cover.
Hitler liked dogs? So what? He was a vegetarian, for heaven's sake. It didn't stop him having people transported in cattle trucks. Or filmed while they were hung on piano wire - so he could watch their death-throes in the comfort of his bunker. "Mein Kampf" - read it! Don't ban it.

And then later in life he switched over to cheerleading for American imperialism. It seems he had a thing for empires.
But I do like my Kipling. He could be profound (I mentioned "They" earlier), and his feel for language and meter could be uncanny (although at other times it might just as easily be dismissed as doggerel), but I don't know know how well he humanizes his colonial subjects. I still need to read Kim, so maybe I should wait before typing that sentence, but I have read a lot of other Kipling, and his portrayal of the natives is rather caricatured. My favorite thus far in my reading is Billy Fish, the Gurkha the two adventurers find on their journey in " The Man Who Would Be King," although in my memory over the years that character has blended in with Sayeed Jaffrey's portrayal of him in one of my all-time favorite movies.


Pretty soon catcalls of Orwellianism are going to be as cheap as Godwin's Law.

Yes, please. He went out, saw the Empire first hand, then came home and became a socialist. The man had his faults, but what a life, eh? And what a writer!


When apparently what really happened, was that he curtailed his 'Fu Manchu' series after the first few books; not intending to keep it going. What happened?
The British reading public clamored for him to resume. They loved 'the yellow peril'. They ate it up.
He reluctantly returned to the task.
How does that grab ya?
As 'heinous' as those novels are regarded today ... guess what? Not at all the product of one 'kooky' author's personal agenda, not at all the product of one lone writer's 'blind-spot' or 'ignorance'. Nothing else but the voice of the British people of the era.

Socialism, not yet of the individual (the libertarian) but of the kind that distributes health, education, work, justice & equality is still being striven for everywhere. Luck has nothing to do with its progress. The successes and failures still dominate the political, economic & cultural landscape. "From each according to his ability, to each according to his need" is surely an impossible goal, couched as it is in the idealistic non PC terms of a previous century. And the uneven distribution of new wealth continues to tear at the fabric, if you forgive the pun, of societies in old and new economies. But socialism has been woven into the thread of democracy and there is no stopping its eventual hold. The people's intellectuals - such as Orwell - oversee it by enshrining the notion that humankind is essentially co-operative. Even capitalism, with its need for free trade agreements and "a level playing field", will ultimately succumb to its reach.

Well, as a member of the British reading public, I have to say, "Sax who?"

That is a paragraph, actually. It contains a single developed idea. If you look at the topic sentence, it introduces the notion that socialism is alive and well. Then follow through the various arguments to the end where you'll see my prediction for it.

Does creating character that's racist make him a racist? Certainly not, especially when the character is the antagonist as in this case. I'd be more inclined to suggest that Eliot was against racism because Growltiger got what he deserved in the end.
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"but most to Cats of foreign race
his hatred had been vowed;
To Cats of foreign name and race
no quarter was allowed"
also... "with a frightful burst of fireworks, the Chinks they climbed aboard"???
Is it me or is that racist? Was it just that there was no political correctness in the 1930's? Was it just the time period? Can someone explain this to me please?
then again maybe it's just the cat (Growltiger) that's a racist?