Friday, November 21, 2014

Murder, MURDER!

Noticing my blog dominated by short stories and novels I have decided to write about a poem. Now, don’t expect this to be your average romantic, lovey-dovey, rose petals on a park bench kind of poem. No, oh no, this is about MURDER! The poem is titled Ten Little Indians and has been around for ages. The poem started as an Irish folk song in the 1800's but has been changed and adapted over time. The “Indians” have been change to soldiers, niggers, sailors, or roosters over time but the verses remain mostly the same. Here is one version of the poem:

Ten little Indian boys went out to dine;
One choked his little self and then there were nine.
Nine little Indian boys sat up very late;
One overslept himself and then there were eight.
Eight little Indian boys travelling in Devon;
One said he'd stay there and then there were seven.
Seven little Indian boys chopping up sticks;
One chopped himself in halves and then there were six.
Six little Indian boys playing with a hive;
A bumblebee stung one and then there were five.
Five little Indian boys going in for law;
One got in Chancery and then there were four.
Four little Indian boys going out to sea;
A red herring swallowed one and then there were three.
Three little Indian boys walking in the zoo;
A big bear hugged one and then there were two.
Two little Indian boys playing in the sun;
One got all frizzled up and then there was one.
One little Indian boy left all alone;
He went out and hanged himself and then there were none.

Perhaps the main reason I like the poem is the mystery. In two instances the poem has appeared in a larger story as an omen to when a killer may strike and who the next victim will be. In Agatha Christie’s novel And Then There Were None the poem is used to follow ten dinner guest as they are killed off one by one. In online giant Roosterteeth’s interactive mystery show Ten Little Roosters fans can follow along and guess the victims using slightly edited version of the poem in which the killer is killed and a survivor is left standing. The popularity of the poem comes from its unique use of literary techniques and devices. The first thing the reader notices is the parallelism between each verse. Each successive verse counts down the remaining victims as there is one less each verse. The syntax of each verse is also paralleled with the Indians performing a certain action before the death of another is detailed. Another technique that connects adjacent verses is the end rhyme. In addition to rhyme the reader sees a distinct rhythm. The repeated pattern of stressed, unstressed, unstressed syllables indicates a dactylic meter. The meter paired with the rhyme help keep the poem moving and maintain a flow. While I like the poem for its meaning and mystery, I feel myself drawn back to it again and again because of the excellent use of the most basic literary devices.

A Terrible Twist with Terrible Sprinkles and Terrible on Top

Since everyone is doing blog posts on The Secret Agent, I will not! I shall write about the excellent novel The Old Man and the Sea by Ernest Hemingway. The Old Man and the Sea is a great novel to analyze for two things: plot twists and long, boring sections of nothingness. In my opinion, The Old Man and the Sea is about two times as long as it has to be. From page fourteen to thirty-five all the old man is doing is holding a fishing line. Ernest Hemingway could have easily inserted a couple sentences to explain how long the old man sat in the boat holding the line. Instead he chooses to bore the reader with twenty-one pages of absolute solitude. That is not the purpose, however (Heming way is not Hemingway because he bored people). The purpose of this long, drawn-out narrative is to show how much this fish really means to the old man. He is willing to be dragged miles and miles into the sea, endure gashes and bruises, and practically starve to death just to catch the biggest fish of his life. During his adventure he thinks of the great baseball players of the time. The old man admires DiMaggio and McGraw and enjoys his talks with the boy about baseball. Perhaps the old man believes if he brings back a gigantic fish that he will become great and admired too. Because Hemingway details the entire journey of the old man the reader feels the same feelings he does. The reader ends up wanting to catch the fish just as badly, but why? For the prestige, for the honor. The description of the old man’s journey creates an emotional connection that cannot be broken and is why the plot twist is so gut-wrenching. The old man has finally caught the fish, not without withstanding a few injuries, and is on his way home. Suddenly a shark quickly approaches the boat. It tears at the flesh of the big fish and the blood spilled only attracts other sharks. After a struggle with several sharks the fish is gone. All that is left is a skeleton and head. The old man quietly sails home without anything worthwhile to show for his absence. This is where the reader feels the connection to the old man the strongest. Having stayed with him for the entirety of his escapade, having felt the desire to catch this fish, the reader too feels absolutely awful. The detailed account of the old man’s pursuit of not only the fish but honor and pride strengthens the fatherly connection the reader has with the old man which succeeds solely in making the terrible twist even more terrible. ITS JUST SO TERRIBLE!