A comparison of Adapa: the Man and Anthem
doomed to die and the other to be damned. Which is worse I cannot say, but both
short stories’ protagonists have within them many threads of similarity, which
condense to form the spider’s web objectivism. Each is gifted with the gift of
knowledge above that of other men, one knows it and the other not. Adapa, was
given the knowledge commensurate to that of a heavenly figure, as shown in the
verse “He was wise like one of the Gods. When he gave an order it was as
though Ea (a), the master him self, that subtle God had spoken.” 1.
Equality 7-2521 was more realistically gifted, specifically in the field of
The obedience of the world to Adapa
was his downfall. In his naïve manner he spoke out and broke the wing of the
south wind making the lands still for several days. The result of his act caused
him to come before the Anu, the king God, and make his case. By his incapacity
to think for himself, Adapa damned all men on earth where as Equality 7-2521
the world council not defied Equality 7-2521, perhaps, he would have met the
same failing as Adapa. For though both characters were deemed with great
intelligence they lacked wisdom, which is a very different thing indeed.
Equality 7-2521 presented his
invention to the world council, confessing along side it the many collectivist
laws he had broken in order to create “the power of the sky” – known to us
as electricity- in a future world, where all think and act as one or do not
think or act at all. If he had succeeded in convincing the council of the
blessing of this discovery, chaos would have imposed itself upon that world in
which he lived.
To give a people such as those in
the story that were at the very nadir of the society’s existence would cause a
abrupt series of actions similar to that of setting off a mine field. By
opposing him so profusely, forcing him into hiding as they did, the change came
onto the world slowly in a style referred to as the salami technique; one slice
at a time.
To the same, Adapa, if he had not
been so easily followed, there may have been an opaque screen of hope. For, had
he had to work for his gifted anointment then his character might not have
developed into such a fractious personage, for knowledge without wisdom is as
dangerous as power without knowledge.
character could learn from the other’s ways and then, perhaps solve the
problems of their own. Take note of the fact that the man that you truly knew
faulted, and the man that you thought you knew survived.
can be a great tool. For as people are shoved aside, ignored, or laughed at they are weeded out, until only those true to their
cause remain. This was the case with Equality 7-2521, but not with Adapa. There in, lies their true difference.
we are just too quick to judge:
the September twenty- third UN meeting PM Chretien proposed that Canada be
“internationally endorsed” in a “Military intervention” of other
countries whose citizens find themselves persecuted with out means of help due
the actions of their governments.
first I found myself angered with these remarks. Quotes found in the article
clearly insinuate that the Prime Minister is both ready and willing to send
troops into Iraq. After his
preeminent refusal of joining America he turns and instead joins Pr. Bush in
urging the UN to intervene in Iraq’s situation.
gears turned in my head; why would he do this? I am against the war and have
been from the start. It has been a media’s market through the process of it, a
sick form of entertainment to some and a fecund of glory for others. I did not
want to be a tool of the media and I was appalled at the idea of our PM,
swiveling to change into this new form or, not making war, but contributing to
America’s plan for the “better” Middle East
I realized that as much as I had resisted the CNN slogans and Fox news
headlines, the other side of the scale had in fact sucked me in. It has become
“fashionable” to condemn our politicians as incompetent and unhealthful,
when really they do a lot of things right. I, myself, have been guilty of this
on several occasions. The black and white was still pulling at my thoughts until
they became lost in the eddy of others views and not truly my own. The grey
area, which was so hated, faded and its loss has caused more destruction then
its existence. It is a fact of marketing; people like clear-cut, straight lines
– no foggy zones.
of the problems with the Middle East dilemma is that it has become more about
who is right then what. I didn’t want the US to go to war and I didn’t want
to help them now either. Yet, we’re in this. Yes, that nation can say we’ll
ignore it and it is none of our business, but it still effects us greatly.
give you some insight to my personal opinion I will share some experiences with
you. I was with a group of American’s on the day that Saddam’s sons we’re
killed. They cheered at the news of their deaths with great elation. How can
anyone cheer at another’s death? Even though they were horrible people, I
mourn the fact that they had not the knowledge to see what they were or the
experiences to care. The were born and brought up into it. Maybe it was
necessary to kill them, I will not debate that here, but to rejoice at their
lives, pathetic as they were caused me grave anger.
praise their own lavishly yet refer to the UK’s armored forces as “their
lapdogs.” This hypocritical behavior caused my vision to be smeared with my
own enragement. The words “I am right because I’m America” burn in my head
though they are no longer newly spoken.
the question then came to mind “What would I think of Chretien’s proposal
had it appealed to a country contrary to the United States of America?” The
answer left me abashed. I had chained myself, piece by piece, to this wall built
of the fact that “I was right.”
still do believe that I’m right; that there were other things we could have
done in placement of war that would have been more efficient then the current
solution – But as I stated before, we are in this now and Canada will do what
we are known to do and make the best of it. The idea is right and if it becomes
UN backed it will receive well internationally.
fears are that once backed that the American troops will repudiate the coterie
and continue as they are ignoring our leaders and using the name of our support.
Call me Machiavellian but this war has not been entirely honest and I do not
feel that the truth will shine on the eagle’s wings any time soon.
UN will only enter Iraq if it is under an American leader and reports to the
American militia. The image of a beaver in the “Freedom” bird’s claws is
ever so vivid in my mind as I think that what works in theory often will not in
then their authors can know: The
effects of the Stanford book list on my perception of the author, the reader,
and my own writing amongst them.
on the perspective pieces added another nuance in the never-ending processes of
composition. Each voice of each book spoke out to the reader’s core. Some made
music acrid with their words, while others - from their pens, came a melancholy
flow of sounds. The pieces were either a hiatus from the world or a magnet
drawing one towards its many aspects. Different as an eye from an ear, yet still
of the same face, these works circumscribed my mind. Taking me on a flight, or
sending me plummeting to the ground, I did not and do no care. They have taught
me more then their author’s can ever know.
Great Gastby was a tale with which hide
away. The story itself is possible, if not probable, but I found that in the
duration of studying the small neatly printed type, which grant you wasn’t
very long, that it was extremely ostensible in mind that is was just a novel. I
did not become attached to the couples, in their odd geometric shape of love and
lust, nor did I feel real pain when Myrtle Wilson was killed by Daisy, though I
did not miss the irony of it; Killed, accidentally, by her lover’s wife, while
her husband collapses into the arms of her lover – it is a sticky business
indeed that of concealment, for truth will always surface if you give it time.
attention didn’t atrophy through the entirety of this novel. Right at the
beginning, the thought provoking style of Fitzgerald dared me to question,
sending my mind into a spiral of contemplations with which I become infatuated.
is much more successfully looked at from a single window.”
short quotation alone- because we as people measure success on very visual
things [cars, houses, cloths ect.] it is fair to say this, but success is not
these things, only the appearance of them. Not meaning to digress form the main
point, I just wanted to show the path on which a mind may find itself lost for
hours. That was only one sentence and right at the birth of the story, no less.
on to It is six a.m. Do you know where you are?, a much short in physical
length, but not in value. This collection of words make themselves your own, for
in this work, you are the main character. It is you walking down the hallway of
your dull office building. You dancing in the flashing sweat of the down town
nightclub. So like or hate this character, they are you.
of the most prominent lessons learned of these compositions was the importance
of disposition towards the protagonist. Designed to be and angel or the model of
all mankind’s depravity, it matters not, if the reader has no feel towards
them. That was the only struggle faced while reading the great Gastby; I was
indifferent to the narrator. There was nothing wrong, but he wasn’t consonant
with the other characters in the story nor was he their contrast. He simply
floated through the book, all potential nothing more.
A character needs to grab you by the spine and make your blood coagulate
within the veins, so that the heart hastens to pump the thicken juice in its
there is the voice from which the writer is to be heard. Some write with a
fox’s tongue sweetened with candied fruit of insinuations, or others with the
booming marble of one that will be heard whether people wish it or not. An
author writes with the musical notes of the reader’s heart; Even a rap-loving
teenager can find solace in Mozart’s pacific psalms.
thoughts waiting to be put on paper, must first find a form that will attract
the reader that they will perform for. Some author’s arrange them to draw a
“type” of reader; other’s let them flow and see who comes. One method
claims writing a discipline the other an art form.
example A man without qualities, A wittier work I have not read. The writer
winds with it a wonderful repertoire of text. Though many in the class disliked
the book for it’s lengthy detailed descriptions there is sheer elation brought
from the order of words streaming across the page. The fist paragraph itself –
listing the scientific variables for which to make up a “fine day in august”
and not to tell the reader of it till the end of the ordeal.
was delighted immensely, with “Kakania” – chapter eight’s description of
the city. I could feel my eyes dance in their sockets following the type across
the page, all the sounds of it bubbling silently on my lips.
and earth form an anthill traversed, level upon level, by roads live with
traffic, air trains, ground trains, underground trains, people mailed through
tubes, special delivery…” 1. It
continues, this is a book of run on sentences, which is not at all a bad thing.
I do not think that the author was writing the book for twenty some teenagers to
sit and discuss over coffee, yet we did none the less and enjoyed it more for
the fact of that.
these pieces, and many more to add, I tried to work for the balance of the right
extremes. I came writing only for myself, and on leaving I was writing for
anyone who would listen. My words are food for the world to grow fat off of, and
compiling the skills needed to do so one can feed the population’s mind. None
of these cane me proclaimed conventional pieces, they are “la crème a la crème”
and I hope one day I will be among them.