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the displacement, of blame for atrocities, from real systems (which we the observers are vulnerable to/potentially contribute to) on to mythical 'figures of evil' (who are safely othered) is a serious problem
I think this is certainly true, but I agree that Pound is probably a bad example - I'm far from convinced that he has been especially 'othered', let alone being seen as a 'figure of evil'. From what I've read, he's generally portrayed as a problematic, difficult figure with serious flaws; I'm not sure I've ever seen him seriously referred to as 'evil'. It's also possible to write about him, or at least about some aspects of his work, without mentioning the fact that he was anti-Semitic (this rather good article about his translations of Chinese poetry would be an example of that). I don't think it would be possible to say the same thing about, for example, Otto Weininger.
the person I was talking to howled blue murder at me for enjoying the poetry, but was quite happy to use a Siemens computer (and to drink Fanta). Also, Winston Churchill was anti-semitic too, yet we rarely hear about it . It's distressingly easy for a figure like Pound, with a reputation for writing 'difficult' poetry, to get all the flack for his political connections while household names get away free; also, for the poetry to be judged as if it is the politics, which strikes me as just as dangerous as judging politics as if it is poetry.
I think this is at least partly because we don't see a computer made by a racist as being a racist computer, although we might choose not to buy it because we dislike its creator. With art, I think there's a fear of contamination - the fear that the racist views may have somehow permeated the product (the poem or painting or whatever), possibly in a way that we can't even detect, and consuming the tainted end result may actually damage us in some way.
Now, I wouldn't say that this is a rational fear, or one that holds up to any kind of detailed examination; however I think it does exist. Personally I've found that if I enjoy an author's work and then read a biography of that author in which he or she appears to have been a not terribly nice person, it is then much harder for me to go back and enjoy the work in the same way. The books themselves, of course, have not changed at all. |
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