what a wonderful post, thank you for posting it. The giant metaphor that explains all things, that's the ticket, not anything scholarly and logical like The Key to All Mythologies that poor Causabon was attempting in Middlemarch. I still haven't scried Miss M for a message and now it's helping to hold my computer in a position where I can keyboard standing up, which I need to do due to sciatica. I must find a substitute anchor.
Catherine: your post exposes the rich irony in Causabon, a pedant as devoted to sterile logic and anemic academic research as the Chicago detective is to finding futile finite evidence, that Causabon seeks to find a key unlocking the mysteries of mythology only to find the barrenness of his loveless life. No wonder he never completed “The Key to All Mythologies.” No rush in finding a message meant for you in MMMD. It will come when the time is ripe—We are so lucky to have you on the bus—MS
what a wonderful post, thank you for posting it. The giant metaphor that explains all things, that's the ticket, not anything scholarly and logical like The Key to All Mythologies that poor Causabon was attempting in Middlemarch. I still haven't scried Miss M for a message and now it's helping to hold my computer in a position where I can keyboard standing up, which I need to do due to sciatica. I must find a substitute anchor.
Catherine: your post exposes the rich irony in Causabon, a pedant as devoted to sterile logic and anemic academic research as the Chicago detective is to finding futile finite evidence, that Causabon seeks to find a key unlocking the mysteries of mythology only to find the barrenness of his loveless life. No wonder he never completed “The Key to All Mythologies.” No rush in finding a message meant for you in MMMD. It will come when the time is ripe—We are so lucky to have you on the bus—MS