{"id":828,"date":"2010-03-21T16:15:00","date_gmt":"2010-03-22T00:15:00","guid":{"rendered":"tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4234734736407586141.post-5831275198335672696"},"modified":"2010-03-21T16:22:31","modified_gmt":"2010-03-22T00:22:31","slug":"woofta","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/2010\/03\/21\/woofta\/","title":{"rendered":"Woofta."},"content":{"rendered":"<p><!--StartFragment-->  <\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" >In the final segment of CADS, it was nearly impossible to avoid the idea of regression and repetition.<span >  <\/span>It becomes a theme that is more and more prominent as the book progresses.<span >  <\/span>After the massacre of the 3,000 plantation workers, Jos\u00e9 Arcadio Segundo retreats to his own solitude in Melquiades\u2019s room, just as Colonel Aureliano Buend\u00eda did after his experiences in the war.<span >   <\/span>The Buend\u00eda house as well as the rest of Macondo is ruined by the rain, bringing them back to square one in some respects:<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><i >Macondo estaba en ruinas. En los pantanos de los calles quedaban muebles despedazados, esqueletos de animales cubiertos de lirios colorados, ultimo\u2019s recuerdos de las hordas de advenedizos que se fugaron de Macondo tan atolondradamente como hab\u00edan llegado\u2026La regi\u00f3n encantada que explor\u00f3 Jos\u00e9 Arcadio Buend\u00eda en los tiempos de la fundaci\u00f3n, y donde luego prosperaron las plantaciones de banano, era un tremedal de cepas putrefactas, en cuyo horizonte remoto se alcanz\u00f3 a ver por varios a\u00f1os la espuma silenciosa del mar (450).<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><span >            <\/span>The death of Ursula is portrayed to be a regression biologically, first, in the way that she slowly loses her mind and awareness and secondly in her physical appearance which is likened to that of a fetus:<\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\"><i >Poco a poco se fue reduciendo, fetiz\u00e1ndose, momific\u00e1ndose en vida, hasta el punto de que en sus \u00faltimos meses era una ciruela pasa perdida dentro del camis\u00f3n, y el brazo siempre alzado termin\u00f3 por parecer la pata de una marimonda (463).<\/i><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\">Rebeca is described similarly upon her death: bald, looking shrimp-like.<span >  <\/span>Not long thereafter, Aureliano Segundo and Jos\u00e9 Arcadio Segundo pass away, and are confused once again as they were at birth when the family places one\u2019s body in the other\u2019s grave.<span > <\/span><\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" >GGM brings out an obvious feeling of repetition that fades into digression as the family repeats and recycles the same fate and the remaining members die or separate from the family.<span >  <\/span>With the return of Jos\u00e9 Arcadio and Amaranta \u00darsula to Macondo, a false sense of hope is brought to the surface and quickly put out by the repetition of the same acts\/desires\/interests as their ancestors.<span >  <\/span>It is interesting, because as the return of Jos\u00e9 Arcadio is described and he resumes his everyday life again in Macondo, the echoes of all of the Buend\u00eda family are reflected in all of his actions (see p. 492-494), from the room that he chooses to stay in to the way that he bathes, etc. <span > <\/span>This idea is perpetuated constantly throughout the rest of the book up until the death of Amaranta \u00darsula and their child with the pig\u2019s tail (as promised and well-anticipated) all the way to the final words of <i>CADS<\/i> which mirror themselves and fold the story inside out to close the circuit of the Buend\u00eda family (and all of humanity?). <\/p>\n<p class=\"MsoNormal\" ><o:p> Overall, I\u2019m feeling a lack for words; not to sound like an idiot, but I feel like I can&#8217;t really say anything that will do justice in an analysis of this novel.  It is beyond me&#8230;it was so impressive and so exhausting.<span >  <\/span>GGM kept and twisting the story until it is impossible to tell the end from the start in some respects.<span >  <\/span>It has somewhat of a funnel effect, where the story slowly starts winding in a circle and continues to progress (and digress) faster and faster until everything seems to be in some sort of a moving standstill.<span >  <\/span>I\u2019m thinking after another read or two I\u2019ll have a deeper appreciation for it, and a much better understanding and awareness for GGM\u2019s creation and intention meant to be derived from <i>CADS<\/i>.<\/o:p><\/p>\n<p>  <!--EndFragment--><\/p>\n<div class=\"blogger-post-footer\"><img width='1' height='1' src='https:\/\/blogger.googleusercontent.com\/tracker\/4234734736407586141-5831275198335672696?l=megane365.blogspot.com' alt='' \/><\/div>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>  In the final segment of CADS, it was nearly impossible to avoid the idea of regression and repetition.  It becomes a theme that is more and more prominent as the book progresses.  After the massacre of the 3,000 plantation workers, Jos\u00e9 Arcadio Segu&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":57,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-828","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/828","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/57"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=828"}],"version-history":[{"count":5,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/828\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1661,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/828\/revisions\/1661"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=828"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=828"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/blogs.ubc.ca\/span365\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=828"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}