>From: LvlyRita42@aol.com >why did seymour marry muriel? i mean, there is no "right" answer, but what >do >all of you think? > >linny “Because” was the first answer I came up with (*). I would not be my talkative self, however, if such a short answer were to be my total one: We have all met Muriel. I meet her constantly. (Yesterday I even met her mom in the notorious upper class part of downtown Stockholm, talking to the clerk in such a nasal and upper class stupid way that made my skin crawl and myself running out in the street, leaving my camera buying friend alone in the store.) Some of us have had sex with her, have looked down at her superficial ways, been ashamed for her at parties and proud by walking next to her in the streets. Others – or maybe the same ones – have seen some other side of her. Seen the way she is searching, maybe even without consciously knowing it, to get out of her prison. The prison of “the way you do things”, the “right crowd”, the shallow esthetics culturally mixed into her very cells. We know almost nothing of Muriel. We do not know of her dreams, why she chose to live with a boy like Seymour, to marry him. Seymour gives us very few leads to why he loves Muriel. And the ones he’s giving us are the ones his own esthetics supplies. He says nothing of the way she holds him, the way her hand searches for his underneath the table at dinners; says very little of how she surprises him during lectures, sitting in the back, the reflections she’s asking him afterwards so very unlike those of his students. Did you know Seymour paints the most beautiful paintings? And that Muriel the first time she saw one of them pointed at the very center of meaning in it, to a small window at the upper left corner, behind where you could see a beach and a boy playing? A part no one else, no one of his brothers and sisters and friends had noticed, although that had been the very reason for him painting it? Did you know of Muriels dreams of buying a vineyard far away from the city and open up a pensione, taking care of the guests and making her own wine? Why do we marry? I mean, as far as romanticizing marriage goes (safety and security and company and reproduction reasons beside)? If I am to make sense out of Seymour marrying Muriel, I have to look at it in the above sense, by taking parts of the semi-Muriels I have taken interest in, the parts that fit with the pieces present before me, and make me a picture of my own. Maybe there is a more laconic way for this, involving words like anti-intellectual-treasurism, but that wouldn’t be my answer, it wouldn’t tell the tale I would like to listen to. /TLM (*) Remembering the old story/legend about the third year of college psychology test, the only question put before the students being “why?”, the accepted answers being “Why not?” and (with honors) “Because”. ______________________________________________________ Get Your Private, Free Email at http://www.hotmail.com