Chapter 10 everything is accidental karl social revolution

Everything is by chance Karl Social Revolution (1) Lenin We are good revolutionaries, but we seem to have to work harder to keep up with modern art.Well, as far as I'm concerned, I'm a savage. Karl & Lenin Expressionism, Futurism, Cubism... I didn't understand any of these things, and I couldn't have fun with them. Karl Hero sees the same thing.Lenin was right about everything except his politics. Lenin, September 15, 1919, to AM Gorky: Dear Alexey Maximovich... "I remember a sentence you said when we were talking about Capri in London, and later , namely: We artists are irresponsible people."

① Capri Island: In Italy, it is a world-famous resort.Gorky lived here for 7 years. In 1908-1910, Lenin came to the island twice to rest at the invitation of Gorky.Karl & Lenin (at the same time) is not bad at all! Lenin "You speak unbelievably angry words - about what? About dozens (perhaps hundreds) of Cadets or almost Cadets of gentry, staying in prison for days, in order to prevent The implementation of a conspiracy that threatened the lives of tens of thousands of workers and peasants. A disaster indeed. How unfair! Intellectuals spend days, or weeks, in prison in order to prevent mass murder of tens of thousands of workers and peasants. Massacre. Artists are irresponsible people!"

Karl, in other words, a note from the Housemaster. Lenin "I told you when I was talking about the island of Capri, and since then - you surrounded yourself with the worst elements of the bourgeois intellectuals and couldn't stand their whining. No, In fact, you will be ruined if you don't have the pain to leave these bourgeois intellectuals. I sincerely hope that you leave them quickly. All the best. Yours, Lenin. Also: because you are writing nothing now!" Nadya In 1919 we went to a concert in the Kremlin, and an actress began to read Mayakovsky.Mayakovsky was praised even before the revolution, when he usually wore a yellow blazer with blue roses painted on his cheeks and shouted his fragmented verse.Sitting in the front row, Ilic was so surprised that he almost fainted.

Lenin to Education Commissioner AV Lunacharsky--"Aren't you ashamed that you printed five thousand copies of Mayakovsky's new book? Those books are nonsense, stupid, stupid, and artificial." Carl (simultaneously) ... "Bullshit, nonsense, stupid, pretentious." Lenin "Mayakovsky" should be given a good beating for his futurism. "Karl" Mayakovsky shot himself in 1930. Chara made a fortune and died in Paris in 1963. To To do modern art, listen to me, you have to pick a time and a place. ① Gorky premiered in 1902, a play attacking the tsarist autocratic system - translation notes.

② "Uncle Vanya", Chekhov's 1896 play-annotation. ③ Dostoevsky (1821-1881), a Russian writer, whose main works include "The Idiot", "The Brothers Karamazov" and so on--annotation.Nadya: I remember that when we were in London in 1903, Ilyich wanted very much to go to the Moscow Art Theater to see "On the Bottom".We went to see it after the revolution.Well, the exaggerated acting irritated him.After watching "On the Bottom", he didn't go to that theater for a long time.But we went to see Uncle Vanya one time, and he liked it very much.The last time we went to that theater was in 1922, we saw a stage adaptation of Charles Dickens' The Cricket on the Fireplace.After watching the first act, Ilyich felt very boring.Weary sentimentality distraught him, and when the old toymaker spoke to his blind daughter, he finally could bear it no longer, and we left the theatre.

(Beethoven's "Sonata of Passion" plays quietly. Carl closes the book and sighs.) Karl Yes, I would have liked a chat with old Vladimir Ilyich - art and literature in a coffee shop, wandering the Benhofstrasse discussing Tolstoy and Torky ③ - another one.Talking to Charla, Joyce is different -- I've never had a kindred spirit with them, I've never shared a point of view.But Lenin and I... if only I had known!But he was going to catch a train, and then it was too late.pity. (He goes to the back of the stage) Nadya But I remember one night at a friend's house in Moscow, he heard a Beethoven sonata...

Lenin I don't know anything greater than the "Sonata of Passion".Amazing, superhuman music.It always made me feel, maybe naively, it made me proud of the wonders humans are capable of.But I can't listen to music very often.It gets on my nerves and makes me want to say something genteelly stupid and want to pat those people on the head who, in this evil hell, can create such beauty.Now we can't pat their heads or our hands will be bitten off.We have to beat them on the head, beat them on the head without mercy, although ideally, we are against violence against people... Uh uh, one's duty, it's hard, it's as hard as hell...

(Karl leaves the living room. Lenin leaves the library. The music continues.) When Nadya Vladimir was in prison - in St. Petersburg - she once wrote to me asking me to stand on a certain square of the sidewalk on Spallenaya Street at certain times of the day.He could glimpse the place through a pane of glass in the hallway when the prisoners were brought out.I went there for several days and stood there on the sidewalk for a long time.But he never saw me.Something went wrong.I forgot what it was. ("Passionate" grows louder in the dark. In the living room: Gwendolyn is sitting.There is a tea set on the table.The music changed absurdly from "Enthusiasm" to "Mr Gallagher and Mr Shean".Bennett enters, followed by Cecily.The rhyme of this song is quite obvious.Ten lines to a stanza, the first line is an introduction that does not rhyme. )

① An American song in the 1920s, composed by Al Shean and lyricized by Ed Gallagher. The whole song unfolded in the form of dialogue, and the two performed it in the form of singing and dancing. It was also performed on Broadway in 1922 Pass.The beginning of the song is: "Oh! Mr. Gallagher! Oh! Mr. Gallagher!..." The dialogue between Cecily and Gwen takes the form of this song-Annotation.Miss Bennett Carruthers is visiting... Cecily Cecily Carruthers... Gwen Cecily Carruthers!What a beautiful name! The Consul once said that you would often In front of the baptistery of high society

Heard the newborn was named Cecily. Everything is by chance Karl Social Revolution (2) Cecily Oh dear Miss Carr, oh dear Miss Carr, There is joy where you are-- Please don't be polite-- Gwen (to Bennett) I think we need another cup-- Please sit down, Miss Carruthers. Cecily You are too kind, Miss Carl. (Bennett exits.) Miss Gwen Carruthers, oh, Miss Carruthers... I wish you called me Gwendolyn. I feel like I've known you for a long time I have a hunch we're going to be friends And my hunch is always good.Cecily (in a high-society tone) Oh, Gwendolyn!Oh, Gwendolyn! The name sounds beautifully like Madeleine.

i hope you're welcome Just call me Cecily... Gwen Of course, Cecily. Cecily So, it's settled, Gwendolyn. Cecily Oh, Gwendolyn, oh, Gwendolyn... We have seen it before, lest you have forgotten. when i stay behind the counter It's not as eye-catching as it is now-- Of course Gwen remembers, dear - how could I forget? Oh Cecily, oh Cecily, Please accept my sincere apologies! Now please tell me the truth, Did something happen at the bank? Cecily is in the library, Gwendolyn. Gwen is in the library, Cecily! Cecily Oh, Gwendolyn, oh, Gwendolyn... I am afraid to say the reason for my visit. I'm here for the late penalty Homer's Odyssey, and The Irish Times, June 1904. gwen oh cecily oh cecily A friend of mine is writing! I'm sure he doesn't know yet These books have long since expired-- Cecily is overdue in October, Gwendolyn. Gwen with my library card, Cecily! (Bennett enters with a teacup. There is some tea pouring and sipping below, not to mention the clinking of the cup suddenly lowering against the saucer, and other movements; but the stage instructions for these actions are no longer listed.) Gwen Oh Cecily, oh Cecily... You're the girl with a Russian friend, aren't you? I pass him every day Between Economics A and K-- Cecily (sadly) Things will be different from now on. Oh Gwendolyn, oh Gwendolyn! He left at 3:10 this afternoon. I just came back here from the train station. But we'll still hear from him... Gwen (not really) Sure, Cecily... Cecily Definitely, Gwendolyn! (Bennett exits.) Cecily Oh, Gwendolyn, oh, Gwendolyn... Libraries would be a bleak sight. except mr challa didn't leave all bolsheviks On the special train to Petrograd. Interrupt, Gwen, Cecily, dear Cecily... Everything is by chance Karl Social Revolution (3) Mr. Chala you said, is his initials a T? TZARA? You said he was a Bolshevik, are you mistaken? Cecily is certainly right, Gwendolyn. Gwen You surprised me, Cecily. Gwen Oh Cecily, oh Cecily... I gotta say, you really astounded me. i have to talk to tristan Have a serious talk face to face. Cecily Tristan? --No, I mean his brother Jack. Oh Gwendolyn, oh Gwendolyn! The two brothers still had to make a distinction. It's news that Gwen has a brother named Jack-- Cecily, they don't want to spread the family scandal to outsiders-- Gwen, relatively speaking, Cecily. Cecily can't wait, Gwendolyn. cecily oh gwendolyn oh gwendolyn I want to be the first to tell you... for the proletariat, tristan stop doing what he used to do We have a gentleman's agreement -- Gwen (stands up) Wait a-- (sitting down) Cecily, dear Cecily, Tristan and I have a tacit understanding. No matter what he writes or draws You can do nothing. Cecily, relatively speaking, Gwendolyn-- Gwen was absolutely right, Cecily! Gwen Oh Cecily... oh Cecily... Unfortunately you made a mistake. excuse me if i say (Takes out her diary.) Tristan said yesterday He enjoys art for art's sake. Cecily Oh, Gwendolyn, oh, Gwendolyn. Apparently he has since changed his mind. (Takes out her diary.) Today he said, "My mind, no longer in art, Unless, Cecily, see it as a means to an end. Gwen (coldly) Oh, Cecily, oh, Cecily... it hurts to say this However, Joyce's chapter Really made Tristan ecstatic cheers for the stream of consciousness theme cecily oh gwendolyn oh gwendolyn It pains me to contradict my friends, but his class consciousness That's what lasts-- Gwen lower middle class, Cecily? Cecily, are you really, Gwendolyn? Gwen (stands up) Miss Carruthers. CECILY (also rising) What's the matter, Miss Karl? Gwen I don't want to take up any more of your time. cecily i hope you find some time come to the library Pay the fine. Everything is by chance Karl Social Revolution (4) Goodbye, Miss Carl. (bow.) (Goes to the door.) Miss Gwen Carruthers, Good luck finding someone else.i want to know Is that the right thing to say?I am very unfamiliar The manners and manners of your people-- Cecily and yours, Miss Carl--Tristan! (Carl has entered. Stop.) Gwen (disdainfully) That's my brother. Cecily your brother? Gwen yes.My brother, Henry Carr. Cecily You mean, he's not the artist Tristan Chara? Gwen is the exact opposite.He is the British consul. (Carl is dumbfounded. He holds the folder Cecily gave him in the library. Bennett opens the door.) Mr. Bennett Chara visits... (Tristan enters. Bennett exits. Chara holds the folder.) Gwen Tristan!My Tristan! Comrade Cecily Jack! Comrade Gwen Jack? Cecily yes.This gentleman with his arm around your waist is a brilliant figure of the Zimmerwald Left. Gwen Are they Bolsheviks? Cecily Well, the Bolsheviks dined with us. Gwen, we were both duped.My poor Cecily, how sad! Cecily, my lovely Gwendolyn, how wronged! (They walk quickly toward the door.) Cecily (stops) I just have one question for Mr Carl. Great idea Gwen.Mr. Chala, I have a question for you too. Cecily what is your honest opinion on the article I read to you? Gwen, what are your real thoughts on the chapters I showed you? Carl (timidly) very...very well written...interesting style... Chala (timidly) very... very good read... very rich. Cecily But as a piece of social criticism --? Gwen But as an example of art for art's sake--? Carl (give up) Garbage!He is a madman! Chara nonsense!I can't read it! Gwen & Cecily Oh!hypocritical! Karl I'm sorry!That's because of love! Gwen & Cecily for love? Gwen it's true... Cecily Yes, it is true. (They walk up to the two gentlemen together, then change their minds together.) Gwen & Cecily But our intellectual differences are an insurmountable barrier! (The door closes after they leave. Carl and Charla settled into two large chairs. ) Carl By the way, I heard that Bennett showed you my personal letters. (Bennett enters with a tray of two glasses of champagne. He sets a glass for each.) Charla, he has sympathies for radical movements. There is no equal in Carl's aggression when the valet's freedom to drink champagne is interfered with. Charla I think so too. Karl Well, I've called a halt to that. Chara gave him a warning? Karl gave him more champagne. Chala We Romanians still have a lot to learn from the British. Everything is by chance Karl Social Revolution (5) ①The capital of Bulgaria.Karl always confused Bulgaria and Romania.Sofia is also a female name, so I deliberately pulled the following answer--Annotation. ②The capital of Romania--annotation. ③Both Bucharest and Sofia have been so called because of their wide avenues, open-air cafes, large parks, high-end shops, nightlife and majestic buildings-Annotation.Karl I guess you miss Sofia. Charla, you mean Gwendolyn. Karl (frowning, frowning loosely): Bucharest②. Charla Oh, yes, yes.Paris in the Balkans ③... Karl is so stupid to put such a good city in such a place, really... (takes a few sips) Is this 89-year-old Perrier Pearl Jade ①? ? ? ? ! ! ! Bennett is not, sir. Carl (who has read the writing on the wall) is all gone...?BENNETT (holding ground) I'm afraid so, sir. ①The most important thing is to be serious, this is the kind of wine that Alger can drink.Here Bennett drank all the champagne, which also shows that the lower class has begun to rebel-Annotation. ②It refers to the story in the fifth chapter of the "Bible", "The Book of Daniel": Belshazzar, king of ancient Babylon, once fought a big victory, and held a banquet in the palace. Belshazzar was dazzled by the victory for a while, and he Friends of the princes and nobles said a lot of blasphemous words together, and even drank alcohol with artifacts stolen from the temple in Jerusalem, and worshiped pagan totems.At this moment, a big hand stretched out from the air and began to write some strange words on the wall.Neither the king nor his followers could understand the meaning of these words.At this time, Daniel stood up and told the sinful king that the words on the wall were inspired by the gods, which meant that the days of the Babylonian king's supremacy were numbered.Facts proved this prophecy shortly afterwards.Since then, the words written on the wall have become a metaphor, meaning the omen of disaster coming--Annotation.Carl is fine, Bennett. Bennett: I put the newspaper and the telegram on the sideboard. Carl anything interesting? Both Bennett's "New Zurich Zeitung" and "Zurich Post" reported on last night's performance at the Merchant Theatre, with one calling it the cultural high point of the season and the other calling it a low point. The Neue Zurich Zeitung specifically mentioned you, saying that you personally succeeded in playing a difficult role.The minister sent you a congratulatory message, and thank you for the telegram you sent him.He urges you to prevent Mr. Ulyanov from leaving Switzerland at all costs. (Bennett exits. Timeout.) Karl Irishman... Chala Russians... Carl's wrong--what's his name--Dedry. Chara Bridget... (pause) Karl Joyce! Charla Joyce! Carl the redneck.Four-eyed Irish jerk... Come to the dressing room and give me ten francs as a tip--shameless--parasite-- (Enter Bennett.) Mr. Bennett Joyce is calling. (Joyce enters in a huff.) Joyce where is your sister? Carl her money is in escrow. joyce i have only one request of you-- Carl I have only one request for you too - for heaven's sake, why don't you wear your pants and jacket together, just once? ? (Indeed, Joyce is now wearing the other half of the outfit he wore in the first act.) Joyce (majorly) If I can make it work once, I can make it work every time.My clothes once went wrong in Trieste, and the counterparts of all my clothes have missed each other endlessly in the evenings ever since.Now can you give me the twenty-five francs? Karl What twenty-five francs? Joyce You sold eight tickets at five francs each.My records show that only fifteen francs were received from you. Karl I spent three hundred and fifty francs of my own money on the costumes, so that your ready-made drama has at least one character to boast about, and it seems he knows a seamstress.If you want to take another twenty-five francs from me, unless you win the case. (Deliberately) You're a liar, scoundrel. CHARA (Gives Joyce his folder) Also, there are many similarities between your books and your clothes.Words are neither elegant nor casual; narratives are unglamorous, not even vulgar; experiences are like being in a cell with a fanatic. (Enter Gwendolyn and Cecily. Joyce is reviewing the manuscript.) Joyce Who read this manuscript to you? Gwen is me! Miss Joyce Carr, do I have a chapter for you to type?In this chapter, Mr. Bloom's experience echoes the part of Homer's epic about the sun god bull. Gwen Yes, you got me!It was wonderful! Joyce So why did you return me a grumpy dissertation bent on proving that Ramsay Macdonald was a bourgeois sycophant servant? Gwen (ah--) Chara (oh--) Cecily (ouch! --) Carl (ah!--) Joyce (shouting) Miss Carr, where's the missing chapter? ? ? Karl I'm sorry - did you mean Bloom? Joyce yes. Carl has no sides, no style, and has something to do with the midwife. Is this a chapter? Joyce's chapter marvelously condenses the entirety of English literature, from Chaucer to Carlyle, to describe events in a Dublin maternity home. Carl (passing the folder) Obviously this is it. Everything is by chance Karl Social Revolution (6) (Gwendolyn and Cecily exchange folders, recognize and yelp. Carl and Charla surround. There is a quick but formal climax, with a proper cheer "Cecily! G Wendolyn! Henry! Tristan!" and a proper hug. The music that matches this stage sounds.Lighting changes.A formal, short dance follows.Chara dances with Gwendolyn, Carl dances with Cecily.Joyce and Bennett dance alone.The effect, of course, is that the cast members completely change positions.Carl and Cecily jumped out of sight.The others continued, and then they too danced off the stage, while old Carl and old Cecily danced back on. Old Cecily was, of course, like old Carl, both in their eighties, and they hopped a few waddling steps. ) Old Cecily no, no, no, it's ridiculous, although I admit there was a lawsuit and your pants got rolled in, I don't deny it, but you never got close to Vladimir Ilyich, I Can't remember the other person's name.I remember Joyce, yes, you're right, he was Irish and wore glasses, but that was a year later - in 1918, when the train had already left the station!When the train took him away in the bowler hat, I waved the red handkerchief and shouted long live the revolution, yes I said yes when you asked me but when you played Algernon he was already Is the leader of millions of people... Carl Genon -- it was him. Old Cecily I said after that-- Carl after what? Old Cecily you never even met Lenin. Carl No, I've seen it.Saw him at a cafe.I know all of them.part of my job. Old Cecily and you've never been a consul at all. Karl I never said I was. Old Cecily No, you did. Carl, shall we have a cup of tea? Old Cecily Consul was Percy, last name forgotten. Carl Bennett. old cecily what Carl (probingly) I said the consul's last name is Bennett! Old Cecily Oh yes... Bennett... that's another thing-- Carl Shall we have a cup of tea, or not? Old Cecily and I never helped him write Imperialism--The Highest Stage of Capitalism.That was also the year before. 1916. Karl Oh, Cecily.If only I knew you were going to be a nerd! (angry) Not like that - didn't do that - 1916 - 1917 - so what?I was there.They are there too.They move on.I move on.We all move on. Old Cecily No, we don't.We stayed.Sofia is married to the artist.i married you.You played Algernon.And they all moved on. (Most of the fading lights are now on Carl.) Karl's great day...Zurich during the war.Refugees, spies, exiles, painters, poets, writers, radicals of every description.I know them all.Arguing late into the night...in theater cafés and terrace cafés...in Zurich during the war, I learned three things.I wrote them down.One, you're either a revolutionary or you're not, and if you're not a revolutionary you can be an artist or something.Second, if you can't be an artist, you can be a revolutionary... I forgot what the third was.