Ecurb wrote: ↑March 27th, 2023, 7:06 pm
Of course I agree about Don Quixote. Many of the chapters lampoon topical issues in Spain. The chapter where the Don's friends and realitves burn his books about chivalry mirrors the book-burning that was actually happening. Cervantes buys the tale from a rag merchant: great works of Arabic literature were being sold as rags because it was illegal to possess them (also, paper and cloth were very expensive back then).
Yes, there are various mentions that reflect the world that Cervantes was living in, and I’d heard about the tale being from Arabic literature, but not about the rags … how tragic. However, I have long been the opinion (probably also from someone else) that these stories evolve and pass through generations and cultures. Hamlet’s Mill describes the process of how classic mythologies based on the night sky are shared by cultures in the East and passed through to Nordic cultures. Of course they are relatable through experience, but there are probably many more.
Ecurb wrote: ↑March 27th, 2023, 7:06 pm
In addition, although it may seem that in 1600 the age of chivalrous adventures had long disapeared, some of the boldest adventurers in history were Spanish Conquistadors. Cortez sailed the Atlantic, and fearing that some of his men would turn tail in the face of the might of the Aztec Empire, burned all of his ships. He appeared alomost as mad as Quixote, but with a few score men Cortez and Pizarro conquered giant empires. The Conquistadors had their many faults, but cowardice was not one of them.
Certainly not, but madness seems to have prevailed around those times, which provide history books with their tales of achievement, often underrepresenting the cost to human life, which was more expendable then, probably because life itself was for most people a case of obeying who fed you. It was either be just as mad, or die.
Ecurb wrote: ↑March 27th, 2023, 7:06 pm
Did you know that Cervantes fought in Leponto, and was enslaved by the Moors for a couple of years? His life was as dramatic as his novel.
No, I didn’t, but then again numerous authors led adventurous lives and drawn inspiration from their experiences. Ernest Hemingway comes to mind immediately because we were in Ronda last year, where he travelled to just to watch a bullfight, and left again, but had a terrace named after him (Paseo de E Hemingway). He served as an ambulance driver during World War I, was a journalist during the Spanish Civil War, and went on safari in Africa. All taken into account in his books such as "The Old Man and the Sea" and "For Whom the Bell Tolls." I sat at a table overlooking that enormous chasm that separates the town, with its massive bridge and had to think that if I had time, many stories would spring to mind, as was the case in Sri Lanka, Egypt, or Thailand. Travelling does inspire us, and especially the more adventurous the journey is. I was a boy in Malaysia in the 1960s, and you can imagine what that did for the imagination.
But there was also Jack London, known for his adventures in the wilderness, who spent time in Alaska during the Klondike Gold Rush, and who’s experiences inspired his writing, including his famous book "The Call of the Wild." Mark Twain travelled extensively throughout his life, working as a riverboat pilot on the Mississippi River, travelling to the Hawaiian Islands, and writing about his travels in Europe. Roald Dahl, an example of a British author who served in the RAF during World War II, flying fighter planes until he was injured in a crash, which inspired his book "The Gremlins." His experiences during the war also influenced his other works. But there was also Gertrude Bell, an example of a woman archaeologist and explorer who travelled extensively throughout the Middle East, and wrote several books about her travels and adventures, including "The Desert and the Sown," which chronicles her journeys in Arabia.
Ecurb wrote: ↑March 27th, 2023, 7:06 pm
As an aside, speaking of dramatic lives the tombstone of the great playwright Aeschylus makes no mention of his literary career. Instead, it reads: "Beneath this stone lies Aeschylus, son of Euphorion, the Athenian, who died in the wheat-bearing land of Gela; of his noble prowess the grove of Marathon can speak, and the long-haired Persian knows it well". Personally, I would not have messed with the guy.
It truly is funny to hear how people remembered personalities that we know in a completely different context. Socrates as a soldier, Plato as a wrestler, and numerous other surprises in literature make you realise who two-dimensional we look at the world.