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sophiaserpentia ([personal profile] sophiaserpentia) wrote2009-08-31 03:51 pm

"about"

So lately my interest has been piqued in the Cthulhu mythos. With its emphasis on bizarre geometry, nameless unspeakable horrors lurking just outside the edges of one's line of sight, and the concept of cosmic secrets known to ancient civilizations and since forgotten, it seems almost tailor-made for a nerd like me.

But as I re-read the seminal story "The Call of Cthulhu" over the past few days, I began to perceive a rather different set of unspeakable horrors lurking just outside of sight.

I've reached a point where everything I listen to, everything I read, everything I watch, gets filtered through a certain perceptual bias. It's impossible for me to not notice references to social power or imbalance. By the time I was done reading the story I was forced to conclude that it was about the "evil danger" of people of color.

"About" is a funny thing. I've written previously that I believe that the meaning of an utterance or artistic work is "primarily that reaction which is intended to be provoked by the work's creator". But I think that I have to include in that any agenda of which the author is only subconsciously aware. IOW, whether it was Lovecraft's intention or not to produce a work intended to provoke fear of people of color, this is what he produced, and it is not accidental, it is not something one "reads into the text now 91 years later."

As an aside to illustrate the point of "about", and just because it's on my mind today, and just to prove that I wasn't kidding when I said I am always viewing the world through this lens, consider the 1985 video to "Some Like it Hot" by the Power Station. The model featured prominently in the video is Caroline Cossey, also known as Tula; the video contains so many Terrible Tranny Tropes that it's practically "about" the fact that she is transsexual, though the 'obviousness' of this is only obvious to me in hindsight.

Anyway, back to Lovecraft and his story. It's not enough to say that the story draws a contrast between civilized, rational, yet unsuspecting white people, vs. violent and savage, yet knowing of the hideous horrors lying at the ocean floor, people of color. It's not enough that several times he refers to people of color as "mongrels," or suggests that the cultists are barely human, or avers at one point that to kill them would be an act of mercy. The story hangs its entire bid for effectiveness on the notion that voodoo and other "primitive" religions are evil and dark. Lovecraft presumes the reader is white and expects him or her to be complicit in his view that wherever we find people of color we might find the violent members of an ancient, savage, global cult. The cult and its secrets live "out of sight" in dark jungle type places until the beacon of white anthropology shines on it and reveals the terrible secret.

Furthermore, what of the "unspeakable horrors" this cult may usher in? What of the bizarre, otherworldly geometry in which they dwell? The popular interpretation is that Lovecraft was an anti-modernist concerned about what terrors might be ushered in by Twentieth Century science. In the post-atomic age this does not seem an unreasonable interpretation; indeed it almost seems to cast Lovecraft as a prophet. I'm inclined to suspect, though, that what Lovecraft feared was the thought of a populist uprising in the non-white or even the Eastern European nations. Perhaps the "otherworldly geometry" he feared was the upheaval of the Newtonian clockwork universe and the safe hegemony of the European colonial world order that proclaimed it.

[identity profile] sophiaserpentia.livejournal.com 2009-08-31 10:17 pm (UTC)(link)
It's not just the not-very-subtle at all racism of his fiction, but the considerable collection of racist comments he made in correspondence as well. It's not an item of speculation -- it's an established fact, so it's hard to avoid.

As to sexism: this seems to be less well-perceived, largely because he did everything possible to render women completely invisible in his world.

On the political overtones I've mentioned: I haven't really seen much commentary on them.

[identity profile] novapsyche.livejournal.com 2009-08-31 10:30 pm (UTC)(link)
I just visited the Wiki page previously suggested, and I must agree with you about the private correspondence. That is astonishing.

I haven't read any Lovecraft personally. I had planned to, as many of my friends in college were fans of his mythos, but after the conversation I had with [livejournal.com profile] lameautarch I doubt if I'll pick up any of his stories, ever.
Edited 2009-08-31 22:30 (UTC)

[identity profile] sophiaserpentia.livejournal.com 2009-09-01 02:15 am (UTC)(link)
It's kind of a shame that he was so hateful, because as a wordsmith he had some actual talent. But probably the only reason to read anything by him now is to be familiar with cultural references, which is a pretty weak excuse. Some of his works should be in the public domain by now, so if you do ever read those, you wouldn't be enriching anyone.

Clive Barker is able to evoke many of the same moods, but without the racism and misogyny, so you'd be better off just going with his writings, I think.

[identity profile] sable-twilight.livejournal.com 2009-09-01 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
Some of his works should be in the public domain by now, so if you do ever read those, you wouldn't be enriching anyone.

And indeed they are:
The Complete works of H.P. Lovecraft

[identity profile] akaiyume.livejournal.com 2009-09-03 03:19 pm (UTC)(link)
Personally I think his talent as a wordsmith is accidental. If I attempt to read his works with the standard idea of protagonist as sympathetic character, having 'correct' pov, etc, I find his writing atrocious.

If read without that idea, then the language shows the depths of isolation and horror the mind can inflict on itself when trying to gain power over what one hates, refuses to understand and accept anything outside of self-imposed tunnel vision of unquestioning self-righteousness - then the writing becomes damned near brilliant.