<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598</id><updated>2011-04-21T20:04:54.204-07:00</updated><category term='span312'/><title type='text'>crwth</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>10</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598.post-3327651845034755291</id><published>2008-04-14T15:12:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T15:56:07.316-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='span312'/><title type='text'>Feast of the Goat</title><content type='html'>(a bit OUT OF ORDER)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is one of those books you don't want to put down. I easily got roped into the story lines and characters, probably enjoying the assassins' storyline best. Having multiple story lines always means I'm going to be tempted to skip some chapters to continue reading the thread I was enjoying most. I always cheat like this. (I'm one of those people who sometimes reads the last few pages first...) The translation seemed really good unlike a few other books we've read where you can tell they'd been translated, yet there were a few terms I had to look up like "caliés" (of which I still don't particularily understand).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really easy to start hating Trujillo in this novel. It's hard to feel any sort of sympathy for him, as we did for Simon Bolivar, with his constant foul mouth and history of human rights violations. In comparison, this book was most like Facundo in that we begin to understand the history of the DR but also very different as we have his point of view. In that way it's similar to the other novels (with the exception of The President) as we are privy to his every thought and action. I really fail to understand why each dictator needs so many names! I think we've heard, Excellency, Generalissimo, the Chief, The Benefactor, just to name a few. Why not just sir or President or General or something that can be used all across the board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every character is intimately described, unlike what we've seen in 0ther dictator novels where we learn about certain characters only from the feelings of the other characters. We are given a window into the inner workings of almost every character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a historical novel, it taught me a bit about the relationships between Trujillo and other dictators in Latin America. I can't quite recall what page but I believe he discussed both Fidel Castro and Romulo Betancourt, the latter whom I'd never read about. On page 60, Trujillo makes his feelings clear describing him as a "black bastard" who was responsible to putting a stranglehold on the DR economy. He openly admits to attempting to assassinate him. In addition, through Trujillo's conversations with Abbes Garcia, we learn about the long history of human rights violations, namely killings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A strong theme in all of our dictator novels is gender. In this novel, we have a stark contrast between the strong feminist role of Urania and the treatment of women by Trujillo. Urania is intelligent, successful, unmarried, while Trujillo depends on women to prove his masculinity. His need to humiliate the men who work under him is pretty pathetic. Forcing himself upon these men's wives is disgusting. It reminds me of bullies who need to make other people feel bad to improve their own self-confidence. I'm not sure what kind of choice these men had. If they or their wives did anything to try and stop him, they'd be out of favour and forced into exile or swiftly murdered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully more on Feast of the Goat later tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047223196007276598-3327651845034755291?l=abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/3327651845034755291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047223196007276598&amp;postID=3327651845034755291' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/3327651845034755291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/3327651845034755291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/2008/04/feast-of-goat.html' title='Feast of the Goat'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598.post-3876817185869870147</id><published>2008-04-07T22:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T23:08:27.341-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='span312'/><title type='text'>Final Thoughts</title><content type='html'>This course has really opened my eyes to books that I never would have read otherwise. In doing research for my wiki article, "The Dictator Novel", I discovered a whole range of books that I want to read. I like what Wikipedia is trying to do. It could prove to be an extremely valuable resource if each page was referenced properly. I kind of got a bit obsessed with it, I'm not going to lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that user Mahanga made me realize today is that there is a huge BIAS! in Wikipedia towards North America and Europe. Jon's project really allowed us to help counter that system bias. I'm probably sounding like a total keener but I really enjoyed this assignment. It was something that you could peg away at slowly, never really feeling too overwhelming like some other projects/papers do. Even after this assignment is over, I think I'll continue editing. As a group project, it certainly highlighted the reason why they simply don't work. I was about to go on a rant about my particular experience but I don't think it's necessary. All in all, I think this was a great experiment and I hope more teachers at UBC start doing this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In Anth 420 last semester, Andrew Martindale proposed a similar assignment that worked really well. Twice in the semester, we were responsible for leading a discussion about a particular article and doing a write-up for WikiUBC. This current one is a little different but both were a nice break from the norm of midterm, paper, final.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The books we read in class, while at times frustrating (*cough* I, the Supreme), were insightful, telling a story while also providing the history. I would probably argue for less books next time as two weeks didn't feel like enough time for each.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for blogging, I definitely will NOT continue to do it. It's like having a diary that everyone can read. Seems to defeat the purpose of writing down your private thoughts. I'd really be curious to know why people do it since I don't understand it at this point.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047223196007276598-3876817185869870147?l=abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/3876817185869870147/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047223196007276598&amp;postID=3876817185869870147' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/3876817185869870147'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/3876817185869870147'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/2008/04/final-thoughts.html' title='Final Thoughts'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598.post-209531129619820648</id><published>2008-03-18T01:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-18T02:26:37.387-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='span312'/><title type='text'>The General in His Labyrinth - 2nd Half</title><content type='html'>Well I'm pretty sure this is going to sound like babble since I'm extremely exhausted from and my mind is mush from writing one too many papers but here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The death watch is finally over. I knew before reading this book that it was going to be a fictionalized telling of the last few months of Simon Bolivar's life but didn't really expect his death to be so drawn out. I found myself admiring the general for refusing to give in to defeat, never accepting the disease that was taking over his body. The first time the general's death is mentioned explicitly I was actually surprised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't think I quite get the book's title. Is 'his labyrinth' supposed to represent the torture of his keen mind inside a withering body, or the reminiscing of better days? Someone help me out here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think you could read this book a few times and not notice some of its subtleties. In one instance, I actually laughed out loud though I'm not sure others would find this section as funny as I did. On page 237, Senora Molinares compares the General to a saint and he replies, "if that's the case, they should let that poor innocent go".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random things I found interesting about this book:&lt;br /&gt;- Throughout the book we can't seem to grasp why none of his relationships with women ever worked out. It's not until the end that we find out he was married for a very short time many years ago and hasn't let any woman fill that void. Funniest part of his exploits was when on page 183 the woman said "no one is a virgin after a night with Your Excellency". Again not sure if people find this funny.&lt;br /&gt;- In most books, there's some sort of explanation of each character yet in this book we don't get descriptions of the men in his convoy until late in the second half of the book. What purpose might this serve. Not to mention the fact that I couldn't keep half the people in this book straight especially their allegiances.&lt;br /&gt;- Was the cost too high? He visits many cities that are in a terrible state of poverty and destruction, stemming from the civil wars raged there. Even Bolivar admits, "What a price we've had to pay for an independence that's not worth shit"(170).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll try and add some more thoughts tomorrow! Must sleep!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047223196007276598-209531129619820648?l=abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/209531129619820648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047223196007276598&amp;postID=209531129619820648' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/209531129619820648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/209531129619820648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/2008/03/general-in-his-labyrinth-2nd-half.html' title='The General in His Labyrinth - 2nd Half'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598.post-6458037299648719075</id><published>2008-03-12T14:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-12T15:24:31.169-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='span312'/><title type='text'>The General in his Labyrinth - 1st half</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;This is admittedly a little out of order since I haven't finished &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I The Suprem&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;e&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;yet but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;I'm trying to catch up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;This book felt like a god send. It is shorter, easier to read (sigh of relief for speech indicators!), interesting, and it has an oh-so-soft cover. I first wondered if there is any significance to some books which have the translators name prominently on the outside (Facundo, Feast of the Goat) and those in which it is hidden in the inside pages. I realized later that this is probably not that important as &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The Feast of the Goat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; and &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;The General in his Labyrinth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt; are both translated by Edith Grossman yet each feature a different method of telling the reader that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 102, 0);"&gt;As a dictator novel, it's quite unusual, as Simon Bolivar is seen as both a dictator and a liberator of 5 countries. As a dictator, he seems somewhat lacking in many of the characteristics that one might expect, clearly due to his diminishing physical state. As a reader, if you didn't already feel compassion for a man who tried to set into motion a dream of a unified Latin America (free from outside control), you surely would begin to almost pity him as he falls from power and is defeated by a body that has aged much more than his mind. There are some times where you feel that he still has his wits about him such as during his conversation with Sucre ("The General's response was spirited. "Don't repeat the enemy's vile remarks.." (18)) when he makes the decisive choice to leave Columbia, and by proving that his memory is fully intact. (eg."But on the other hand, he could remember any sentence he had ever heard.." (58) there are also times when even his mind fails him, largely evidenced by the card game scene. It's impossible, however, to ignore the places where he does come alive and you do see his strength. (eg. the length of time he chose to stay in the saddle during their journey (43) or his unwillingness to be seen as weak evidenced on pg45 when he ordered his hammock to be hung in the broad open gallery facing the ravine where he would be exposed to the dangers of the night air, refusing the much more comfortable room)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that really bothers me about Jose Palacios is how he sleeps on the floor at the General's feet. Seriously, isn't that is taking dedication a little too far?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is the purpose of the journey? More specifically, why is it the focus of this book and why is the general making it? To answer the second question, one could believe the rumour that the journey is nothing but a political ruse. (59) If that was true, why would he continue in light of the election results and in spite of the fact that many people seem to have forgotten him or ridicule him. The governor had to go out two days ahead to announce his arrival or else people might not even know who he was when he entered. How is a man like this forgotten????? Again we feel pity for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047223196007276598-6458037299648719075?l=abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/6458037299648719075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047223196007276598&amp;postID=6458037299648719075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/6458037299648719075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/6458037299648719075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/2008/03/general-in-his-labyrinth-1st-half.html' title='The General in his Labyrinth - 1st half'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598.post-1933335946652380397</id><published>2008-03-10T14:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-10T14:59:25.259-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='span312'/><title type='text'>I, The Supreme: First Half</title><content type='html'>This is extremely long overdue, but better late than never I suppose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I The Supreme &lt;/span&gt;is a very challenging book to read mostly because  the reader constantly has to decipher who is speaking, who they are speaking to, when they are speaking or writing, and finally, what the hell they are trying to say. I find Roa Bastos' use of interior monologues at the same time frustrating and interesting. It's an interesting way of getting inside the character's heads, thereby getting intimate knowledge of thoughts behind the actions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Knows of an audience:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Supreme, or Excellency, as Patino refers to him, is constantly plagued by feelings of mistrust. He can't trust the scribes, his secretary, his doctors, priests, his countrymen, the Spaniards, and certainly not the countries around him. The only character that he seems to trust is Jose Gervasio Artigas, a Uruguayan general seeking asylum in Paraguay. "Artigas's letter was sincere. He was not lying when he spoke.." (77) It is actually likely that his Excellency has reason to fear attacks from outsiders. Practically every other page he mentions a new threat to the "sovereignty and independance against Spain, against Lima, against Buenos Aires, against Brazil, against any foreign power that attempts to subjugate us" (94).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this novel, the Supreme appears to be spiraling downwards as he gets more ill and gains more enemies. He is not only physically ill, as evidenced by his conversations with his herbalist(Don Vicente??), but also mentally ill as well, evidenced by his paranoia, delusions, and hallucinations. (43,53,87,89,111,115 etc) Is he imagining everything or is someone (Patino?) fostering these symptoms? He seems to be a little schizophrenic, always taking about He/I etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One of the recurring themes in the book religions. It is no secret that the Supreme has no respect for priests ("even though it is quite true that priests are good for next to nothing" (78) , even suspects them of plotting to kill him (ex.53), yet he seems to be Christian. "I granted him humanitarian, Christian treatment, in the true sense of the word" (78). Furthermore, he shows distain for Jesuits. "The imposter affirmed, to stipulate in my name...approval of the Jesuit system holding sway (cursed wretches!).." (74). As I don't know much about Christianity, I won't go any further into trying to understand this aspect of the book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another theme is the power of writing. Throughout the first half of this book, there is constant conflict between Patino and the Supreme as the latter doesn't trust the former to correctly write what he dictates. "When I dictate to you, the words have meaning; when you write them, another" (57). On pages 58-59, the Supreme tries to show Patino his way of writing, with little success. Also, the Supreme seems to limit the power of the written word and even speech. "..as images send forth sounds and audible silence, we would have no need to resort to the slowness of speech. And still less to the clumsiness of writing, which has already set us back millions of years" (57).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047223196007276598-1933335946652380397?l=abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/1933335946652380397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047223196007276598&amp;postID=1933335946652380397' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/1933335946652380397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/1933335946652380397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/2008/03/i-supreme-first-half.html' title='I, The Supreme: First Half'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598.post-3348963241495179710</id><published>2008-02-10T21:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-10T22:16:12.136-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='span312'/><title type='text'>The President: Second half</title><content type='html'>So I'm officially a bad person but here goes! The President was one of those novels that you just don't want to put down. At the time of its conception, this book would have been revolutionary. His experimentation with literary styles and devices is evident from the very first page. I especially liked how each chapter seemed to have a different point of view. Towards the end of the book I realized that this is what connects the reader to the characters. You hear about their struggles through their own voice and thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dictatorship of the President is received in many different ways. It's amazing that some people found his leadership respectable and good for the country. I remember a passage where a woman commented that while the president had been in power her husband had always had a job. How can these people be so naive? Do they really believe he is for the greater good of the country when there is no justice system. I suppose if his evil doesn't touch your home and you just turn a blind eye, life is all flowers and light. In the end, the President is not punished in any way for his actions. It's somewhat dissatisfying. The people really believed that he was on their side. Why else would they go to him with their pleas?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's interesting that throughout the first half of the novel whenever Angel Face was mentioned it would also say 'he was as beautiful and wicked as Satan'. I haven't been able to find the page when this stops. Its ceased until one last time on page 243 in the context of arriving at the President's house for his party. This marks a significant point in the book which is the beginning of the end for Don Miguel Angel Face. Is it the authors intent to draw us to this fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The role of women in this novel is very complicated. They are shown in spectrum of ways yet they always seem to show strength and agency. From the proprietress of the brothel Dona Chon who will stand up against the Judge Advocate General, to Senora Rodas who will do anything to save her child, to La Masacuata who takes in Camila and brings food to Vasquez in prison, each show their strength in different ways. Camila, in contrast, comes across as weak and in need of protection. In this way Angel Face is seen as her saviour and hero, redeeming him as a character.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047223196007276598-3348963241495179710?l=abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/3348963241495179710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047223196007276598&amp;postID=3348963241495179710' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/3348963241495179710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/3348963241495179710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/2008/02/president-second-half.html' title='The President: Second half'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598.post-7877964079056731594</id><published>2008-01-28T21:25:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-28T22:07:19.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='span312'/><title type='text'>The President Ch.I - XX</title><content type='html'>I find that I am truly enjoying this book! Finally, plot development, character development, and some crazy characters at that! I will forever truly appreciate "the novel". The vivid descriptions of the characters and events truly make this novel unique. I can really picture the events that are taking place as if it was taking place before me in a movie theatre, or perhaps even before my very eyes. My favourite part so far has to go to the Zany as he dreams in the garbage pile. I was truly sad to see his character die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, Miguel Angel Face is another intriguing character. On the one hand, as the President's confidential adviser, we see him as evil. ("He was as beautiful and wicked as Satan" (pg. 37, 101, etc)) On the other hand, we see him show kindness to both the Zany and Camila. What are we to think of his paradoxical nature. He seems to be rapidly becoming one of the main characters of the book, yet we get the voice of many other characters in each chapter. It seems like the author is really experimenting with many different stylistic elements.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I am understanding correctly that this book is utilizing both real characters and events, while combining aspects of magical realism. The effect is quite astounding and is one of the main reasons I like this book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The portrayal of dictatorship is similar to our understanding of Rosas in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Facundo&lt;/span&gt;. He rules with an iron fist, using violence to gain the respect of his underlings. Through the description of the celebration of the national holiday, we learn that there was already a foiled assassination plot against the president. I didn't quite understand the reference to forbidden fruit on page 95. Can anyone can explain the equivocation of the national holiday and the original sin?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If I had to make a prediction on the future for these characters, I would guess that Angel Face will start to feel like he must protect Camila from outside forces. Her character seems to soften his. Perhaps she will bring out the good side in him. I wonder if he will have to choose between his loyalty to the president and his feelings for her...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047223196007276598-7877964079056731594?l=abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/7877964079056731594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047223196007276598&amp;postID=7877964079056731594' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/7877964079056731594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/7877964079056731594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/2008/01/president-chi-xx.html' title='The President Ch.I - XX'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598.post-1045642222019704267</id><published>2008-01-21T23:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T00:16:13.470-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='span312'/><title type='text'>Facundo: Second Half</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;Click here for great link for &lt;a href="http://www.library.nd.edu/rarebooks/exhibits/riverplate/01-precursors/index.shtml"&gt;background information&lt;/a&gt; to Facundo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   After reading the first half of Facundo, I began to feel lost in the history of Argentina. If you can keep all the characters, their alliances, changing viewpoints, and backstabbing straight in your head you definitely have my praise. In chapter VI, in particular, I got completely lost because it seems like just when you have an understanding of who is on which side, Facundo manages to turn people against each other and upset the whole balance. He has nine lives! Every time someone tries to destroy him, a better reason presents itself to retaliate against someone else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Basically what I've gathered from the text and from some extra research is that Bernadino Rivadavia was president of Argentina in 1926/27 and was on the Unitarianist side. The Unitarianist believed in the importance of centralized government in Buenos Aires, moderating relations with Spain, and producing a large army. His legislation had an enormous impact on the country introducing freedom of the press, tax reforms, European immigration, and promoted public education, to name a few. In 1927, these changes were continued by Manuel Dorrego who although supported Federalism, maintained many of the policies introduced by Rivadavia. Federalists stood in opposition to Unitarianists, arguing for provincial governments. Upon the assassination of Dorrego, Rosas stepped into power, assuming a Federalist position, yet on the other hand, introducing a autocratic government far more centralized that the Unitarianists had ever proposed. According to Sarmiento, Rosas adopted the denomination of Federalist without ever comprehending it. (127) In his view, one group represents the civilized, constitutional, European while the other barbarism, arbitrariness, American.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   One of the more striking passages for me was the section on the colour red. Sarmiento uses many references to the colour red to show its firm association with all that is barbaric, uncivilized, and distinctly, not Argentinian. The Argentine flag is sky blue and white with a sun whereas the scarlet red ribbon symbolizes Rosas. The former is a symbol of the Argentine Independance, "as if to say: justice, peace, justice!" (133), whereas the latter says terror, blood, terror. The symbol for Rosas is so apropos. He strikes fear into all of the people as his tyranical reign scares them into complete submission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One section that I didn't understand is the end of Chapter VIII with Sarmiento's discussion of religion. The rest of the book set up Unitarianists and Federalists in complete opposition but here are we seeing something they agree on? I wasn't sure if I was interpreting this correctly. The way I read these passages, Facundo is not a religious man, never having gone to confession, prayed, or gone to mass, yet his flag's motto "Religion or Death!" (137) Another confusing part is where Facundo declares himself to not be a Federalist. Maybe someone can clear this up for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047223196007276598-1045642222019704267?l=abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/1045642222019704267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047223196007276598&amp;postID=1045642222019704267' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/1045642222019704267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/1045642222019704267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/2008/01/facundo-second-half.html' title='Facundo: Second Half'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598.post-7041003687709564467</id><published>2008-01-14T22:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:17:34.803-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='span312'/><title type='text'>Facundo: Intro, Ch I-V</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Format/Diction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I found much of his writing to be extremely long winded, sometimes with 3 sentences managing to fill up an entire page. This made it very difficult for me to retain any sort of attention span. The use of metaphors throughout the text made me pause at these sections. I actually like this aspect of the writing because it adds another layer to the writing. I agree with Kathleen Ross that restoring the rythmic metaphoric language of his text was necessary, and that Mann's deletion of it caused her to sacrifice what makes this text compelling and unique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Goal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In his introduction, Sarmiento makes clear that his goal is not to "draw an impassioned picture of the acts of barbarism that have dishonored the name of Don Juan Manuel Rosas" (37), but rather explore the life of Facundo Quiroga, the caudillo he deems responsible for tarnishing Buenos Aires. (Along with Rosas, Facundo is said to have brought poisonous barbarism  from the provinces to the civilized Buenos Aires)  For Sarmiento, Facundo is the face of the civil war in the Argentine Republic: a symbol of disorder, toil, devastation, and combat, halted only by his murder ten years passed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Comparisons&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Facundo's position as the face of the civil war in Argentina is compared to Alexander the Great of Greece, and General Bolivar, the great liberator in South America. Since I do not yet have a firm grasp of who Facundo is in the larger scope of Argentina's history, this seems a bit far-fetched. How can this man be compared to Alexander the Great, one of the most successful military leaders, or General Bolivar, liberator of five South American countries?&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Themes&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    Among the themes that will present themselves in our reading, one of the strongest is the dichotomy of civilization and barbarism. Civilized Buenos Aires is contrasted with the barbaric nature of the rural provinces. To rid itself of barbarism, Sarmiento affirms that the key to the success of the Argentine nation is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;immigration of Europeans to populate the outer areas, taking advantage of &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;the riches of its rivers and provinces, and lastly, foreign commerce. To this cause, Rosas is blind, ignorant of the progress that science and industry would bring. "In vain, the provinces have asked it to allow a little bit of European civilization, industry, and immigration to reach them; stupid, colonial policies have turned a deaf ear to this clamor" (48).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   In discussing the tyranny of Rosas, Sarmiento makes clear that "no weapon is ours to bring to those combatants beyond the one that the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;free press &lt;/span&gt;of Chile provides to all free men. The press! The press!"(37) The power of writing is Sarmiento's weapon against all that is wrong in his country, largely the absolute power of Rosas' rule. This theme, mentioned in class, is one I hope to explore in a subsequent blog. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;How does language empower Sarmiento? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;What are the limitations of power and words?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047223196007276598-7041003687709564467?l=abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/7041003687709564467/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047223196007276598&amp;postID=7041003687709564467' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/7041003687709564467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/7041003687709564467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/2008/01/facundo-intro-ch-i-v.html' title='Facundo: Intro, Ch I-V'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9047223196007276598.post-1062405390511449400</id><published>2008-01-14T21:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-18T00:17:21.200-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='span312'/><title type='text'>1st Post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;"&gt;I'm very new to blogs and initially believed I would hate doing it. I have a relative who blogs about her life all the time, even sharing intimate details of her struggle with cancer. For me, the idea of spreading my personal life all over the internet seems unnatural. Given that i'm an avid facebook user this may seem a bit hypocritical...obviously I'm still working through this.. I could go off on a tangent about our technological world but probably best not to get started as I would go on forever. Other rants I'd love to share later relate to the way UBC nickel and dimes us students to death..anyone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9047223196007276598-1062405390511449400?l=abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/feeds/1062405390511449400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9047223196007276598&amp;postID=1062405390511449400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/1062405390511449400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9047223196007276598/posts/default/1062405390511449400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://abarrratt-ubc.blogspot.com/2008/01/1st-post.html' title='1st Post'/><author><name>Amanda</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00508644426794470955</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VC3IuQivmD8/R4Wa_51LZrI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8LQkY1rUIGU/S220/a+010.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
