Excuse me? Check your privilege!
I know this is technically from last week's reading but I feel it was the biggest log in the eye that stuck out to me. The moments when Margarita is flying on her broom stick and suddenly Natasha catches up to, the already extremely fast, Margarita and she is riding a pig. Now for one, why is the book not consistent with the situation? Margarita turned invisible, so wouldn't that mean both Natasha and Nikolai would be invisible? How did she detect them at all? Also, why did Nikolai turn into a pig? He should've just turned invisible just like Natasha and Margarita, but NOPE, deus ex machina says he's a "capitalist pig." Seriously, is this a jab at men being nothing but pigs? I agree that we are, but this is the slap in the face that got me.
But uh...can we look at the guests that arrive at the ball? The wretched acts they have all performed and Koroviev was just astonished by them all. He had the utmost respect for everyone that arrived and each description he gives is disgusting. 500 ill-matched husbands? Gagging your newborn with a hanker-chief? Yeah, don't you know, oooh, man, those are some fine, top-of-the-line people there--mmhmm, ten outta ten.
...WHAT?!
I understand now that it was a ball meant for Satan and the evil people of the world, but these are so ludicrous ideas to me. It's also an interesting perspective because if we are introduced to some mass of people we don't know, I believe we may essentially think on a similar wavelength as this. "Oh, little Johnny came home with a yellow instead of a red today? Oh, how wonderful!" You don't really care about little Johnny, but to be polite and respectable you act positive about it, even if the event or description of the person has no optimistic points at all.
"If I am the master, then this book is my margarita." -Noah Palframan, April 2, 2018
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But uh...can we look at the guests that arrive at the ball? The wretched acts they have all performed and Koroviev was just astonished by them all. He had the utmost respect for everyone that arrived and each description he gives is disgusting. 500 ill-matched husbands? Gagging your newborn with a hanker-chief? Yeah, don't you know, oooh, man, those are some fine, top-of-the-line people there--mmhmm, ten outta ten.
...WHAT?!
I understand now that it was a ball meant for Satan and the evil people of the world, but these are so ludicrous ideas to me. It's also an interesting perspective because if we are introduced to some mass of people we don't know, I believe we may essentially think on a similar wavelength as this. "Oh, little Johnny came home with a yellow instead of a red today? Oh, how wonderful!" You don't really care about little Johnny, but to be polite and respectable you act positive about it, even if the event or description of the person has no optimistic points at all.
"If I am the master, then this book is my margarita." -Noah Palframan, April 2, 2018
Comments on Zelda and Will's posts.
The fact that you mentioned the red and yellow thing got me thinking about my son and how crazy his school year has been so far. We act out because of symbols, signs, or words said; but do we truly care about the deeper meaning or do we only recognize them on a skin deep level? This story definitely makes me think deeper in the topics of truth, justice, and insanity. The behavior exhibited in this story makes me wonder what it would look like in the real world if Satan really did come and throw a party. I have a feeling it would actually be much more horrifying than this.
ReplyDeleteYeah, the people at the party are pretty crappy... And it's almost as if painting these people this way makes the reader consider how normalized those ideas could possibly to he point where they aren't so shocking. Or maybe the opposite effect? I have too many questions man, too many.
ReplyDeleteTo me what really separated Margarita from the guests was actually what happened just prior when she was on her damaging spree--she stopped to comfort an innocent child. Koroviev would NOT have been praising her for that. I feel like it's sort of how Bulgakov revives her humanity.
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