Today I finished
Ransom Riggs' Hollow City. He managed
to fit a lot into the last fifty pages, including a revelation about the
identity of the bird that we thought was Miss Peregrine along with some
surprising news about Jacob's peculiar abilities. Everything is nicely set up
for the next book in the series. Two observations occurred to me in this
section about the book as a whole. First, when the children are poring over an
elaborate copy of the peculiar Map of Days, it struck me how orientalist its
geography is. I wonder if part of the appeal of this series is its
old-fashioned view of the world. It reminds me of elements of Harry Potter in
this regard with its mix of scenes set in the present day with those in the
past, or in an alternate world. Second, in a note at the end of the book, Riggs
emphasizes again (as he did in his first book) that all the photos he uses in
the book are genuine and have not been altered. I find it fascinating that the
book is written, at least to some extent, to 'fit' the photographs, but it's
also somewhat troubling from an ethical point of view that these images of actual
people are being used without their consent, as it were, as part of Riggs'
invented world.
I also read the
next fifty pages of Jonathan Sperber's Karl
Marx. This section covers a short but extremely crucial period in Marx's
life, stretching from the publication of ‘The Communist Manifesto’ at the
beginning of 1848, through the revolutionary activities of 1848 and 1849, to
Marx's going into exile in London in August 1849, where he would remain for the
rest of his life. The one thing that really stood out for me in Sperber's
account of this time period is how incredibly fluid (some might almost say to
the point of self-contradiction) Marx's positions and ideas were during this
period. No doubt, this is very much the impression that Sperber wants to create
throughout this book, namely, that Marx was uniquely responsive and sensitive
to the complexities of whatever situation he found himself in and what he
wanted to achieve in that situation. This is just one of reasons, Sperber would
say, that it's a mistake to read Marx's work selectively (i.e., in order to
bolster his reputation as an infallible prophet), rather than reading it in all
of its (sometimes frustrating) particularity. Not for the first time, I found
myself wanting to know a lot more about Jenny, Marx's wife. The only times
Sperber refers to her is when she is being incommoded by the latest
developments in her husband's life. I would love to hear more about her own
views in her own words.
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