JAMES JOYCE

 

Abandoning his homeland for permanent exile on the Continent, James Joyce became, with the publication of Ulysses, the most controversial and, later, famous novelist of his time.  More an antinovel than a novel, Ulysses could only have been the work of a mind well-versed in classic and, in particular, Homeric literature, from which it derives its Greek title, but of a mind able to draw contemporary parodic parallels with The Odyssey ... in the 'adventures', during one day in Dublin, of a certain Leopold Bloom, an Irish Jew, or archetype wanderer, with whom Joyce was evidently inclined to identify or, at the very least, empathize.

     Certainly Joyce had no great love of the Irish, from whose Catholic fold he had 'fallen' into socialist exile, and it is equally evident, from their initial attitude towards his work, particularly Ulysses, that most of the Irish had no great love of him either, since he was hardly typical of the race - what genius ever really is? - but a self-professed rebel against traditional values whose ideological sympathies lay with socialist republicanism.  Of course, latterly things have changed somewhat, at any rate to the extent that republicanism, in particular under the banner of Fianna Fàil, has acquired a certain respectability, if not long-term credibility, in many Irishmen's eyes, and Joyce is now regarded by a significant section of the Irish people as Ireland's greatest modern writer, though more by Fianna Fàil supporters, one suspects, than by those who favour Fine Gael!

     Poor Ireland!  I could not share in the annual celebrations of 'Bloom's Day', nor hold Joyce in such high esteem, even if, as seems probable, he is the greatest of the moderns; for genius that he may be, he was yet a traitor to his race, a socialist materialist whose particle (as opposed to wavicle) bias is only too well exemplified in the technical layout of much of Ulysses, that Fabian novel par excellence.  If Joyce served evolutionary progress in Ireland, he served it negatively rather than positively, as a destroyer rather than a builder, a devil rather than a god, and it is doubtful that a Social Transcendentalist transformation in Ireland would encourage the continued admiration of his works by a materialistic minority.  For a superfolkish Ireland would not uphold the same criteria as a petty-bourgeois one!