Thursday, December 8, 2011

Whiny McWhiner Pants

I find myself intensely disliking the narrator, but this may be the reaction that the author is looking for.  We, as a species, have an inherent repulsion to weakness.  Our genes have programed us to survive, and the weak members of the herd are weaned off as the powerful members thrive. However, this broad spectrum of survival does not apply to humans as abrasively as it does to other species.   Our brains (bbbrraaiiiiinnnns) allow us to break free of some of the survival restrictions that were placed upon us at our earliest development.  The narrator is someone to be nurtured rather than shunned.  He should be looked upon with calm understanding and treated with respect.  He should not be treated kindly because he is going through puberty, or becoming aware of his sexual orientation, or unsure of who he is, he should be cared for because he is a human being that has the same feelings and range of emotion as anyone else.  This does not mean that he should be coddled and have excuses made for him, this would be to treat him differently from everyone around him, singling him out, lifting him above others.  He should be regarded as an equal to any other human and treated as such.  That being said, I still think he is kind of whiny and irritating. 

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Why Does the Narrator Give Us the Heebie Jeebies?

           Why is the Narrator making everyone so uncomfortable? In a broad sense, we all go through puberty, we are all curious about death, and we all have had moments when we are positive that our sexual excitement is inappropriate. The idea that the author is writing from a child’s point of view with an adults intellect is important. If we were all able to express the ideas we formed, as well as images we desired as children we would all have made the adults surrounding us glance around and shuffle their feet. I do however, believe that it is important for us to remember the pure, unabashed, imaginative thoughts of our childhood. Too often are we stifled by what we believe others may think of us. This is not to say that I believe that everyone should act upon their base desires, that would be disastrous, there would be sex and murder all over the place. I am mostly just opening the door to the idea that we have turned our desires into what we think are solitary, disgusting, unnatural thoughts. In reality we all have the same base instincts, it is how we, as adults, react to these instincts that makes us connected individuals.