Smasharoo wrote:
That's a good metaphor. Oh wait, it isn't.
Let's suppose Jessie Jackson wrote a story about how much better of the world would be with Slavery where the slave owners were cartoonish characters who were benevolent and kindly parents to the slaves and the slaves were confused anamilistic savages.
Would you have the ability to realize the satire there, or would you assume Jackson was making the argument in favor of slavery?
Apparently the latter.
Um... No. That's an even worse analogy. A more correct analogy would be Jackson writing a story where as a result of his Rainbow Coalition movement, everyone was forced to paint themselves blue so that no color differences existed in the world, but everyone was miserable with the facade, and the blue paint was toxic and killing people, and then some other people insisted on removing their paint and declaring themselves to be superior because they were no longer blue, attempting to rule the world as a result, but then being killed by some "blue-paint police" or something.
No one in their right mind would think that Jessie Jackson was advocating painting everyone blue. In exactly the same way that Conservatives don't actually think that Vonnegut was advocating making people wear weights to counter physical strength differences. However, some people *might* just come to the conclusion that issues of color difference in society wont be fixed by simply covering them over with paint.
Get it? Vonnegut isn't saying that the world in his story is "ideal". Nor is anyone else (other then really dim bulbs) arguing that's what he meant to say, or that the world he portrays should be taken literally.
Vonnegut is primarily pointing to Harrison as a "villian" because he personally believes that if the "strong" or "advantaged" were given unfettered power, they would choose to rule the world with it (Harrison breaking off his chains and immediately declaring himself Emperor and appointing a court). Vonnetut's reaction to this in the story is to have the HG shoot him dead to "solve" the problem of Harrison.
What I (and Conservatives) are saying is that Vonnegut is *wrong*. He misses a very real point in the world. And what's funny is that he writes it into his story, even if he doesn't realize it. Harrison doesn't proclaim himself Emperor because he's bigger and stronger and smarter then everyone else. He does it because he's all that, while everyone else is restrained by the chains of socialism. He does it as a reaction to the actions of the world around him. He responds to it. He does not create it.
If Harrison lived in a world where everyone was different and allowed to compete based on their own abilities, he'd be a bit better then most, but he'd never develop the delusion of thinking that he was "the best" and therefore he should rule the world as a result. He'd have to compete with a million other people who were near to the same strength, beauty, and intelligence. He would naturally think in terms of sharing power, not just ruling over a kingdom of idiots. The very focus of this world on the concept that anyone with natural advantages would be dangerous and too powerful in some way feeds this. Strength and intelligence are dangerous in the hands of a private citizen, so obviously one who has it but is kept fettered would grow to resent that and might even believe that he *should* be dangerous (and perhaps should be running things). He's given no other choices. He must either comply and live a life where his potential is never realized, or he must rebel and destroy the system. The very authoritarianism required for such a system ensures that violent revolution is the only way out for such a person as Harrison.
Vonnegut very well may not have thought that far into the story when he wrote it. It's clearly not intended to be taken literally. But as an allegory, it's a pretty clear tale about the dangers of painting onself into the socialism corner.
Again. What Vonnegut intended is irrelevant. What it means to those who read it is.
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Christ, you're stupid. It's no wonder you never made it through college. There are only so many remidal calsses, I guess.
Which explains why I'm able to read a story and form my own opinions about it, while you simply parrot what your teachers taught you. Got it. Lack of imagination is the only quality you are revealing here Smash.
Heh. Who would know better then you what the "correct" interpretation of the story is? Good job Hazel...