Showing posts with label Week 4. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Week 4. Show all posts

Thursday, September 11, 2014

Week 4 Essay: Enough With the Honor!


In the story Twenty-Two Goblins, the King is rewarded because of his impeccable, untiring honor. This code of honor seems to be a rather common motif in Indian tales. In a previous class I read parts of the Ramayana and this same code was seen throughout. Perhaps it is just the culture difference, but these two tales seem to carry this notion of honor far above and beyond anything western folklore will say. If Twenty-Two Goblins had been a German or Swedish tale, the king would have had to answer three riddles, maybe five or six if it was an especially long tale. But twenty-two times, without lying or just gagging the stupid goblin, is far too many for a western folktale. Yet time and again the king returns to the tree and begins his task anew, without wavering or faltering, without bitterness or despair.
All this, merely because a priest who honored him has asked him to. The King doesn’t know what the priest wants with the goblin, what his plans are (which turn out to be quite nefarious), or anything about this man other than he keeps giving the King precious stones. The process seems quite like the Arthurian Romance theme of a rash boon: the granting of a favor before you know what it is. Countless times a knight will ask King Arthur for a favor, and Arthur will agree before ever hearing what it is, which normally gets them into a bit of trouble. But the King in Twenty-Two Goblins isn’t granting this. It’s not a rash boon, but instead his sense of honor repaid that drives the King to endure this challenge. It is a cultural norm that goes above and beyond the most chivalrous code of honor in any western tale. It’s fascinating. It’s infuriating.

You read these tales and think ‘please just gag that stupid goblin already!’ But due to this code of honor the King can do no less than be an annoyingly perfect individual and not act with a single toe out of line. The same thing happened in the Ramayana, where Rama willingly goes into exile in the woods to ensure his father will remain honorable in granting a rash boon, and Rama is genuinely happy to do this. The King in Twenty-Two Goblins holds the exact same set of standards for his code of honor, and undertakes this long, arduous task of getting the goblin while also holding to the goblin’s rules in this riddle game. The motif is interesting, but hard to understand from a western perspective because I spend the whole time wondering why no one will just shut the goblin up so they can complete the task and go home. If being sneaky to get the job completed correctly goes against the motif, then I guess dishonor on me, but I’ll get to sleep before anyone else.

(If you don't know - DISHONOR ON YOU)

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Image Info: 
Image one is Prince Zuko from the show Avatar: The Last Airbender. More specifically, an episode called The Ember Island Players where the show spoofs itself and the characters go watch a play that is basically a summary of their adventures up to this point. Web source. 
Image two is Mushu from Mulan. Seriously guys, do I even need to put this here? Web source.

Wednesday, September 10, 2014

Week 4 Storytelling: The Dead Should Be Gagged

Mahal sighed as he nearly tripped again in the stupid graveyard. Seriously, did no one clean? Whatever happened to respect for the dead? His master could have at least sent him to a properly tended graveyard to grab a hanging corpse, but noooo, he had to go to the weed-infested, untended, creepy-as-all-get-out graveyard to grab a hanging corpse.
“One day,” Mahal muttered to himself as he dragged the large man down from a too-thin looking branch, “I’ll be the master, and then I can send him out to grab random hanging corpses for some random stupid purpose in the middle of the night.”
“That does sound like a conundrum,” the corpse told him, and Mahal couldn’t help the scream. The catching his foot on another root and tripping, now, wasn’t his fault. The apparently animate corpse immediately sprang to it’s feet and tried to run, but Mahal managed to snatch it by the ankles.
“Oh no you don’t,” Mahal growled out. He got to his knees and dragged the protesting dead-but-not-dead thing towards him. “I can’t go to bed if I don’t bring you back, and I’m running on little enough sleep as is.”
“But there are rules to these things!” the corpse protested. “You must answer the Goblin Riddle!”
“Great,” Mahal groaned as he stood and hauled the dead weight onto his shoulders again. “Tell it while we walk.”
And the thing did, prattling on about pretty ladies who exploded heads, or had three suitors who died, something like that - he wasn’t listening. He was trying not to trip again as he exited the graveyard and started out upon the long road home. Honestly, he couldn’t wait until he learned enough to gain his master’s skill, and then it would be goodbye master, hello resurrected master slave. Then Mahal could send him out to -
“Wait,” Mahal stated as he stopped walking in the middle of the road. “What did you say?”
The goblin gave a great huff before repeating, “Whose wife should she be?”
“But she’s dead!” Mahal couldn’t help but to protest. “All he did was sprinkle some water on her! That isn’t enough to raise the dead - you’ve got to have the right incantation, and phase of the moon and time of day, not to mention the -”
“Just answer the question!” the goblin snapped.
Mahal dropped the stupid thing, and stepped on it before it could run. “It’s impossible - she’s dead, she’s nobody’s wife.”
“Wrong!” The corpse cried. “But how about another - ”
“I’m done,” Mahal stated, taking off his head band and leaning down to gag the stupid thing. “No more stories. We go home, and then I get to sleep.”

Ignoring the muffled protests of the stupid goblin, Mahal took the corpse on his shoulders again and headed home. Just five more years of this indentured servitude and then he’d have learned enough from his master to become a necromancer himself. Then he could send his own apprentices off after goblin corpses in the dark for… whatever his master wanted it for, he didn’t know. Probably another vain beauty treatment. As long as Mahal could sleep through it, he didn’t care.

(Jareth the Goblin King)

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Notes: So I did Twenty-Two Goblins as my reading this time, and the first story just really popped out at me. How did some words and holy water work necromancy? In most stories it's a bit more complex than that. So I immediately thought of this little thing and was highly amused. I also decided Mahal would have the smarts to just gag the stupid thing so he wouldn't have to go through re-fetching the corpse 22 times. Seriously, the honor in Indian tales is just ridiculous sometimes.

Bib: Twenty-Two Goblins translated by Arthur W. Ryder (1917). Web Source.
Image: David Bowie as Jareth in the wonderful 1986 movie Labyrinth. Web source.

Sunday, September 7, 2014

Week 4 Reading Diary: Twenty-Two Goblins

Reading Diary Week 4 – Twenty-Two Goblins

  • Background info on what a goblin is defined as in this tale was really helpful
  • These names are great.
  • Homage by fruit? Do they stay in the treasure trove and rot?
  • I hate monkeys
  • Hah! You never throw away seemingly useless gifts in fairytales
  • Wow, honorable king
  • Sounds like sound reasoning to me
  • Is the fig tree where all the fruit comes from
  • Because kings and royalty can totally sneak with no one noticing
  • Wait, you agree with that little info? Really? No questions as to why the monk needs a hung corpse?
  • Kay, creepy Goblin
  • Wait, he wants to hang in the tree? Really?
  • Beauty is never a good thing, honestly, worst gift ever
  • Whoops
  • Ewww! He slept in her ashes?
  • Wait, what? How is burning a child appropriate punishment?
  • I don’t care if you can resurrect him – that’s still despicable!
  • Because you don’t need any TRAINING with this, huh? Oh no, I can just figure this out on my own.
  • Made of gold? Crap, that can’t end well
  • Seriously? Gosh you men are so petty
  • Wait, so a lover ought to sleep with ashes and corpses like a zombie? Ugh, I’m having second thoughts about reading this one.
  • What? You’re stubborn and sexy, so I’m gonna give you another riddle. What are these people on?
  • Oh no, Moonlight is going to have a hard time
  • Uh-oh, she’s a brat too. Never a good omen
  • This sounds like Aladdin – you’ve got a magic carpet? Yes – this one gets my daughter, everyone else go home!
  • Uh-oh, three husbands all in one day. Moonlight’s going to be busy
  • Fight for her!
  • Oh, quest. Okay then
  • That was the most understated fight I have ever heard
  • Does she get to choose? Oh, of course not, she gets to set the standards but nothing else
  • Will his head really split into a hundred pieces, or is that just a convenient way to get out his grasp?
  • ??? Goblin is racking up the sarcasm methinks
  • Yay people. Pilgrimage to bathe? Weird
  • Haha, Spotless had White – clever
  • Yo idiot, chill and eat, I got this. - Thanks Daddy, I love you! And I love food!
  • Unannounced, unplanned trip to a goddess? Yeah, bad idea
  • Idea? Oh no
  • OH
  • NO
  • BAD IDEA
  • WHY WOULD YOU DO THAT?
  • GOD ACHILLES*, YOU ARE NOT HELPING!!!
  • Oh don’t do that too! Why don’t you go become queen of the Amazons or something? A man does not define you!
  • So many issues with this story
  • Oh finally, a woman with sense.
  • Goodness? Good to kill yourself because your men died? REALLY?
  • How do you make that kind of mistake? Did they look that similar? If so, ewwww.
  • EW EW EW EW!!! NOT ARKANSAW NO THANK YOU YUCK!!!
  • My stories make you tired because you have to run back, so let me tell you another to help wake you up! This Goblin’s a sadist
  • Is everyone a Brahman in this? Good grief
  • Turtle!
  • Oh, I’m too good for this crap – I’m eldest, do what I say!
  • Wait, is the eldest not going to go to hell too?
  • I am a food connoisseur – I can’t touch a turtle!
  • Same argument for women and cotton? Really?
  • You’re gonna lose the turtle
  • They really had to go to the king for this?
  • Isn’t that an insult, not eating the food given by a king?
  • Pleased? Who cares! It’s food and tastes good – you eat
  • Oh, she smells like a goat! I can’t take it! Take her away I’m gonna die!
  • These kids are wimps
  • Wait, why does it matter if she drank goats milk?
  • Okay then, precious princess Pea
  • God, these men are the wimpiest men. How are they praised for this?
  • Haha, they’re cursed because they forgot the turtle. Turtle curse!
  • Cotton? Okay, fair enough
  • What dreadful creatures? I thought it was just the goblin
  • Hah, Lotus eater city
  • Oh no, don’t accept a daughter prettier than nymphs of heaven – always bad
  • Oh no, definitely bad to be prettier than the god of love
  • No, no one is good enough for my perfect princess!
  • I want a man of science – yeah but – SCIENCE!
  • Why is your name Linguist if – oh, that’s why
  • Oh, don’t marry the necromancer. Bad idea. Why do necromancers not have a bad stigma in these tales?
  • She needs to go to a REAL man – duh!
  • Oh yeah, because truly resolute heroes never get discouraged. Right.
  • Yep, Goblin is totally just trolling him now
  • My enemies dead? I’d be content too
  • Love Love Love- sounds like a 60’s song
  • Wait – she got taken out by a flower petal?
  • Hah, he’s got a vampire for a wife
  • How pathetic are these ladies? Is this supposed to be desirable? Really?
  • Is this a curse? No? Wow, totally not worth it. Get better wives
  • Happy women = happy home
  • Seriously, just get it wrong so you don’t have to fetch him again, I doubt the goblin can tell
  • Oh my god we get it – pretty women, can we move on please?
  • She’s prime kidnap material – oh silly girl, playing hide and seek!
  • Crying all night isn’t going to help
  • Can any of these people handle life on their own? God, get over it
  • I’m going to find her by being spiritual enough to see her – yeah, that makes sense
  • I’m summer, rawr
  • Everything is sad because he is sad
  • I can feed him because he’s holy – wow, shallow much?
  • This is a complicated set of events
  • Is pilgrimage just what you do when life sucks?
  • Death couldn’t decide? Really?
  • Huh, didn’t expect that – good answer, king
  • Dangit, stupid Goblin stop running
  • These names are great
  • Good for you girl
  • Sneaky man = thief
  • What?
  • Yeah, how could you not see that was a trap
  • Wait, elephants? Where did they come from?
  • Berserker can’t stand up to science, apparently
  • Wait, that sounds as stupid as Juliet
  • Oh wow, that’s a great answer – go girl
  • Oh he’s alive again, Imma make him a general – odd ending
  • I’m pretty sure laughing and crying at the same time is due to hysteria
  • No, just gag that stupid goblin already
  • … what? How does that make sense?
  • Wow, way to butter up there buddy
  • Because that sounds like such a good idea
  • How can it be virtuous if by coming out she shows she isn’t virtuous?
  • Wow, a king who can say no – I am majorly impressed
  • Actions of devoted men are blameless? Right, try that again when applied to Crusaders and Nazis.
  • Maybe he got bored of her, idk
  • Oh, that’s only to be expected due to his station – the king has no such limitations and so is better
  • This guy’s incorrigible – story time!
  • Hah, lousy kids get out of my house! Lazy children
  • Dead people are happy, but I got saved, darn
  • Wow, that’s a circular argument
  • How is setting yourself on fire any better?
  • Zombies – BAD does no one get this?
  • Does no one think in these tales?
  • No, I’m pretty sure they died just because they were stupid
  • Why do you have to point out the curse again?
  • Lemme try this one more time – your flowery speech isn’t fooling any one
  • Of course the man’s near-perfect
  • More perfect people, yay boring
  • I thought you were supposed to burn it
  • Uh, eaten by jackles sounds bad to be
  • It’s called mourning, jerks
  • That’s the best description of veins I’ve ever heard
  • Go away old man!
  • Wait, why did he do that? Cuz the kid was rude?
  • He’s got to go through puberty again – that has to suck
  • Pretty sure that wasn’t the reason – immortality is a good motivator
  • Why is the king not dismayed? Is he just that cocky?
  • Ugh, you haven’t given up yet? Okay, last try!
  • Of course he was the best of the best – not one person hasn’t been in these tales
  • Oh look, evil people! What a rarity!
  • Robber-men who killed and robbed – like we couldn’t figure that out ourselves
  • That’s a nice name – wait not nice dude
  • Okay, that might be my new favorite rhyme
  • Because robbers can’t be well dressed
  • Ok, delicacy of these women is getting ridiculous
  • I don’t know, be a window queen and rule with an iron fist?
  • Well, that was a surprise.
  • Because the king is stumped, the Goblin is going to give his power to the king, and not the monk. Okay….
  • Oh, monk is bad, okay then
  • Why didn’t he just grab any old corpse and summon the goblin into it like he is now? Why go through all that trouble?
  • EW – WORSHIP NOT WANTED
  • Oh look, Jareth origin story
  • Hear a puzzle-story, get free from sin – could come in handy
  • What the crap did I just read?
  • Thank God it’s over
*Achilles is the most over-emotional wreck EVER. Not kidding, he spends the majority of the Iliad sobbing his eyes out and throwing temper tantrums.